[Maybe this is why people aren't allowed to stand on cars when they drive, too.
Tuuri shouts in surprise when the cardboard (and Yato) tumbles off, the sudden light more alarming than it should be.] Yato!!
[A yowl from behind her draws her attention away from the dude who totally just launched off her car. Patchy is staring after her with his one beady eye. She panics; she can't leave Yato, but if she turns the car around, she's going to expose both of them to angry alleycat...
Impulsively, she tears the control pad off of the dashboard of the car, braces herself, and jumps off.
She does not land like the badass action movie star she was hoping to be, and Patchy turns his head to follow her-- but she desperately fiddles with the car's steering wheel so it wiggles, staying as still (and as silent) as she dares. When Patchy turns his attention back to the car, she pushes forward on the accelerator again, and leads the cat on a chase down the alley.]
I almost forgot it was remote controlled. [she whispers to Yato once the sound of the car dies out.] Are you okay?
[ It's just his ego that's bruised. He rubs his head, gets up, and pats himself down. Now that they're still, the stench of the alleyway is even more overpowering than it was when he was normal-sized. He draws his sword from the box, sheathes it, and glances down the alleyway after Patchy before looking at Tuuri. ]
Let's beat it. It isn't much further.
[ ... He thinks. And now he'll start running! Tuuri likes running right... Let's hope so because Yato is light enough on his feet to go for qqquiiite a while. ]
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Tuuri shouts in surprise when the cardboard (and Yato) tumbles off, the sudden light more alarming than it should be.] Yato!!
[A yowl from behind her draws her attention away from the dude who totally just launched off her car. Patchy is staring after her with his one beady eye. She panics; she can't leave Yato, but if she turns the car around, she's going to expose both of them to angry alleycat...
Impulsively, she tears the control pad off of the dashboard of the car, braces herself, and jumps off.
She does not land like the badass action movie star she was hoping to be, and Patchy turns his head to follow her-- but she desperately fiddles with the car's steering wheel so it wiggles, staying as still (and as silent) as she dares. When Patchy turns his attention back to the car, she pushes forward on the accelerator again, and leads the cat on a chase down the alley.]
I almost forgot it was remote controlled. [she whispers to Yato once the sound of the car dies out.] Are you okay?
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[ It's just his ego that's bruised. He rubs his head, gets up, and pats himself down. Now that they're still, the stench of the alleyway is even more overpowering than it was when he was normal-sized. He draws his sword from the box, sheathes it, and glances down the alleyway after Patchy before looking at Tuuri. ]
Let's beat it. It isn't much further.
[ ... He thinks. And now he'll start running! Tuuri likes running right... Let's hope so because Yato is light enough on his feet to go for qqquiiite a while. ]