He didn't have long ears to perk up, or a tail to flag out behind him, but when Alys called her apology he certainly gave the impression of both. The courier unleashed his attack - a fairly light attack, for all his eagerness - but the ringing sound of the block told him a tale almost as useful as what his eyes might have read.
He didn't wait around for his closest human companion to recover, not with her location finally pin-pointed to a direction and distance he felt confident in.
"Gotcha!" he crowed, lunging forward with confidence in every line and one hand open to make a grab for the arm he knew was almost in reach--
And his foot slipped just as surely as Alys's had a moment before, only thanks to his momentum there was no flailing for balance. Instead the courier went down hard, dropping flat beneath Alys's daggers and cracking his elbow on the stones. "Oh holy fuck," he gasped, tears springing immediately to his eyes as his funny bone rang like a bell and he curled up into a fetal position around it. As soon as he could think straight he activated his Ring and Frey's healing energy washed through him, taking with it the minor cuts and bruises of the battle.
Pushing himself slowly up to a sitting position, he slid a thumb beneath the blindfold and lifted it so he could peek out at Alys, expression warring between rueful grin and embarrassed scowl. "Uh... so... feelin' any stronger?" he asked, holding out his hand for hers. And if she took it the Mastered Healing would fill her as well, soothing the minor hurts and leaving her scratches gone without a trace.
He didn't wait around for his closest human companion to recover, not with her location finally pin-pointed to a direction and distance he felt confident in.
"Gotcha!" he crowed, lunging forward with confidence in every line and one hand open to make a grab for the arm he knew was almost in reach--
And his foot slipped just as surely as Alys's had a moment before, only thanks to his momentum there was no flailing for balance. Instead the courier went down hard, dropping flat beneath Alys's daggers and cracking his elbow on the stones. "Oh holy fuck," he gasped, tears springing immediately to his eyes as his funny bone rang like a bell and he curled up into a fetal position around it. As soon as he could think straight he activated his Ring and Frey's healing energy washed through him, taking with it the minor cuts and bruises of the battle.
Pushing himself slowly up to a sitting position, he slid a thumb beneath the blindfold and lifted it so he could peek out at Alys, expression warring between rueful grin and embarrassed scowl. "Uh... so... feelin' any stronger?" he asked, holding out his hand for hers. And if she took it the Mastered Healing would fill her as well, soothing the minor hurts and leaving her scratches gone without a trace.
