[ oh. Oh. Okay I guess this is how he's crossing the lava now. He freezes, clinging to Mada's until his feet hit solid ground - and stumbles a couple of steps forwards as he catches his balance.
In the distance, now no longer hidden by such an intense source of hot air and distortion, he catches sight of the entrance to the looming tower and large figures prowling around in front of what looks like a door. Before he can really ascertain what they are, or how much of a threat they could be, there's a flash and distortion around his body and his outfit shifts from the more casual clothing he'd been wearing to something a little more... dramatic.
There's a moment where he pauses, twisting around to catch sight of the tail attached to his belt, and twisting his wrists around to study the gloves on his hands. And then he reaches up and tugs the mask off his face because while he might run cool, it's far too warm for a mask. ]
We should be careful. I don't think those creatures are friendly.
[ He still doesn't have complete control over this odd summoning method, but he knows enough to guess that it has something to do with nearby danger, or threats - to himself, or that he himself represents.
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... and then there's another clatter, loud enough to Yusuke to jump a little in surprise, as an assault rifle pops out of midair and clatters to the ground. Yusuke, helpfully, just stares at it. Good hustle, guys. ]
KISSY FACES
In the distance, now no longer hidden by such an intense source of hot air and distortion, he catches sight of the entrance to the looming tower and large figures prowling around in front of what looks like a door. Before he can really ascertain what they are, or how much of a threat they could be, there's a flash and distortion around his body and his outfit shifts from the more casual clothing he'd been wearing to something a little more... dramatic.
There's a moment where he pauses, twisting around to catch sight of the tail attached to his belt, and twisting his wrists around to study the gloves on his hands. And then he reaches up and tugs the mask off his face because while he might run cool, it's far too warm for a mask. ]
We should be careful. I don't think those creatures are friendly.
[ He still doesn't have complete control over this odd summoning method, but he knows enough to guess that it has something to do with nearby danger, or threats - to himself, or that he himself represents.
...
...
... and then there's another clatter, loud enough to Yusuke to jump a little in surprise, as an assault rifle pops out of midair and clatters to the ground. Yusuke, helpfully, just stares at it. Good hustle, guys. ]