[Well, this is something Mikleo can try to do. It’s still unnerving how all the ocean life seems able to see him -- especially when it’s something as big as a Stalker -- but at least nothing he’s come across down here so far has looked or acted particularly doglike. Yet.
He’s still not the best at swimming, and Edna would probably make fun of his clumsy approach if she saw it, but at least he doesn’t need to go right up close, or get too rough. Killing non-hellions for no reason? He doesn’t particularly want to. Bringing them in live for study? It’s similar enough to cataloging artifacts in ruins to work for him, though those are usually less...bitey.
Speaking of bitey, he’s within range for a spell now! The incantation comes out as a stream of bubbles, but the result’s satisfactory: a globe of ice that forms out of nowhere, timed just right to freeze the Stalker’s jaws shut.
It’s a good start, but he’s not as fast with the followup as he’d like to be, and the Stalker’s going for him before he can fire off another spell to disable its movement. Uh-oh, he broadcasts loudly, getting his staff up (slow, this is too slow!) to block it. A little help here, please!]
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[...ugh, this is what he gets for trying sleep here, while he doesn't have a vessel. Maybe that strange oceanic force isn’t the same as malevolence, but it’s disquieting, all right. His head’s heavy.
He’ll stow his mattress, and suit up to head into the water, but he’ll stop just short of actually leaving the base. Someone else who woke up might stumble on him there at the exit, hesitating and pinching the bridge of his nose. Water seraph or no water seraph, the ocean seems even more vast and strange than usual right now, and he doesn't want to just follow that compulsion into it blindly.]
Damn it . . .
((Please note that Mikleo may not be visible to all characters! I’ve put up a handy interaction guide here for people’s reference.))
Mikleo | Tales of Zestiria
[Well, this is something Mikleo can try to do. It’s still unnerving how all the ocean life seems able to see him -- especially when it’s something as big as a Stalker -- but at least nothing he’s come across down here so far has looked or acted particularly doglike. Yet.
He’s still not the best at swimming, and Edna would probably make fun of his clumsy approach if she saw it, but at least he doesn’t need to go right up close, or get too rough. Killing non-hellions for no reason? He doesn’t particularly want to. Bringing them in live for study? It’s similar enough to cataloging artifacts in ruins to work for him, though those are usually less...bitey.
Speaking of bitey, he’s within range for a spell now! The incantation comes out as a stream of bubbles, but the result’s satisfactory: a globe of ice that forms out of nowhere, timed just right to freeze the Stalker’s jaws shut.
It’s a good start, but he’s not as fast with the followup as he’d like to be, and the Stalker’s going for him before he can fire off another spell to disable its movement. Uh-oh, he broadcasts loudly, getting his staff up (slow, this is too slow!) to block it. A little help here, please!]
F
[...ugh, this is what he gets for trying sleep here, while he doesn't have a vessel. Maybe that strange oceanic force isn’t the same as malevolence, but it’s disquieting, all right. His head’s heavy.
He’ll stow his mattress, and suit up to head into the water, but he’ll stop just short of actually leaving the base. Someone else who woke up might stumble on him there at the exit, hesitating and pinching the bridge of his nose. Water seraph or no water seraph, the ocean seems even more vast and strange than usual right now, and he doesn't want to just follow that compulsion into it blindly.]
Damn it . . .
((Please note that Mikleo may not be visible to all characters! I’ve put up a handy interaction guide here for people’s reference.))