Frisk keeps bouncing and weaving, old habits settling into place like a comfy sweater. They're not perfect, of course, with a stinging hit to their fingers and a few blows that knock more and more leaves and petals away.
But it's not bullets, it's just a kid having fun with them!
...So Kotetsu glowing catches them off guard enough for a clean hit. Their flower toy's obliterated, and they land heavily on their back in a stomach-lurching blur that leaves them stunned and staring at the sky.
"Oh," they puff eventually. They're lying down on something that's crunching, and they're slow and careful in sitting up. It's more plants, maybe very short bushes. They try not to push down on the surviving ones too much.
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Date: 2017-04-08 10:10 am (UTC)But it's not bullets, it's just a kid having fun with them!
...So Kotetsu glowing catches them off guard enough for a clean hit. Their flower toy's obliterated, and they land heavily on their back in a stomach-lurching blur that leaves them stunned and staring at the sky.
"Oh," they puff eventually. They're lying down on something that's crunching, and they're slow and careful in sitting up. It's more plants, maybe very short bushes. They try not to push down on the surviving ones too much.