[Spoon rolled a Nat 20 so you know what, yeah. You can hit the right button while collapsing. There's a soft mechanical whirring before the collars go offline. They will feel their meta abilities returning to them, but they just got tasered, so their muscles are still dealing with that.
Eloquently, the stranger says:]
Hup.
[And then they walk over the collapsed guards and crouch down next to Sidon, patting his fishy head, before effortlessly picking him up like a sack of potatoes despite the fact that they are about half his height. Sidon will feel a slight prick against his neck when this happens.
Dion is barely keeping himself upright after being tasered a second time, and this is only going to make his #CatholicGuilt worse. Sidon, forgive him...
Anyway, Sidon is huge so watching him get picked up like a pair of grapes is disorienting, and Dion gets ready to become clay. ]
[ well, this is a new experience. he's picked up and the weightlessness of it is strange, but he can't exactly complain—besides the pinprick sensation?
it's fine.
he looks to dion, then kind of tries to crane his neck to look at their 'saviour.' it's hard since he's again, twice their size. ]
[Is that their name or are they just making vague noises? They will continue to approach Dion either way.
Also, good news for Nu's inbox! Sidon is suddenly feeling very sleepy. So sleepy, in fact, that he might as well take a nap while held in the stranger's surprisingly buff embrace. A mirmir.]
[ sneepy! it's sneepy hours, and he nods off immediately, leaving dion to deal with... whoever this is. but also perhaps he feels comfortable enough around this person anyway to pass out safely anyway. ]
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Eloquently, the stranger says:]
Hup.
[And then they walk over the collapsed guards and crouch down next to Sidon, patting his fishy head, before effortlessly picking him up like a sack of potatoes despite the fact that they are about half his height. Sidon will feel a slight prick against his neck when this happens.
The stranger begins to walk towards Dion.]
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Dion is barely keeping himself upright after being tasered a second time, and this is only going to make his #CatholicGuilt worse. Sidon, forgive him...
Anyway, Sidon is huge so watching him get picked up like a pair of grapes is disorienting, and Dion gets ready to become clay. ]
State your name.
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it's fine.
he looks to dion, then kind of tries to crane his neck to look at their 'saviour.' it's hard since he's again, twice their size. ]
...Thank you?
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Hi-yah.
[Is that their name or are they just making vague noises? They will continue to approach Dion either way.
Also, good news for Nu's inbox! Sidon is suddenly feeling very sleepy. So sleepy, in fact, that he might as well take a nap while held in the stranger's surprisingly buff embrace. A mirmir.]
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Dion is fairly sure this guy is on their side, but he still brandishes a broom nonetheless. ]
What have you done to Sir Sidon?
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[It's self explanatory?
The stranger pats their other shoulder and beckons Dion forward. Come, you can take a nap too.]
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Dion will amble forward, but he's still holding onto the mop defensively. ]
I thank you for your assistance, but your explanation leaves much to be desired.
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And then they shrug.
There's a quick flick of their wrist, from where their hand rests at about waist level, before Dion feels something prick his leg.]
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What are you—
[ and then i assume he eats it ]
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And then they both wake up.]