[even when downed like this, cassius' mind doesn't stop working-- he can tell that the fossil man wont let him get to his spear, even managing to slide the moondweller's body inches further from the fallen weapon. impressive strength for a man without augments.
but cassius wont allow him to do more. he raises his uncaptured foot and kicks out, trying to escape the grip. and then he twists his body, so he can bring his arms closer to the fossildweller to punch him, ignoring all of the errors his body is sending him, the incredible heat in himself. he knows he needs to cool down or he may force a restart right here, and he's looking for a way to break free to do just that.]
[ The kick does what it intends, but more than that it's the sudden onslaught of scent and feeling a heavy ocean wave knocking his equilibrium entirely off-kilter, his fingers releasing and jerking backwards as if burned. For all his mind is aware, he may as well have been. Though it's warped and fuzzed at the edges, he can recognize the core of the sensation that sweeps through him.
No.
Caught off-balance, he can't defend against the fist aimed directly at him, fueled with enough energy that it knocks the air out of him. Coughing, he swipes out an arm, doing his best to momentarily stun the other man.
His voice is a croak when he speaks, rechanneling his energy momentarily away from combat towards extinguishing the instinctual reply his body already wants to make. ]
Get away from me.
[ This time his words are as much a threat as they are a plea, coupled with a furious kick at the stranger's midsection in case words alone aren't enough. ]
Illogical. You should have run instead of making demands.
[not that cassius is in any position to leave. the heavy blows on his body aside, which he's taken without much sound, he thinks he's begun to reboot without actually allowing one. his body has just forced one without permission from his brain. already, there's a mild coolness between his legs but he cant quite parse the sensation-- he can only assume he's rebooting.
but doing so here is not optimal, when he's still in danger and he needs a safe place to be unconscious for a while.
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just shove into cassius' booba
but cassius wont allow him to do more. he raises his uncaptured foot and kicks out, trying to escape the grip. and then he twists his body, so he can bring his arms closer to the fossildweller to punch him, ignoring all of the errors his body is sending him, the incredible heat in himself. he knows he needs to cool down or he may force a restart right here, and he's looking for a way to break free to do just that.]
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No.
Caught off-balance, he can't defend against the fist aimed directly at him, fueled with enough energy that it knocks the air out of him. Coughing, he swipes out an arm, doing his best to momentarily stun the other man.
His voice is a croak when he speaks, rechanneling his energy momentarily away from combat towards extinguishing the instinctual reply his body already wants to make. ]
Get away from me.
[ This time his words are as much a threat as they are a plea, coupled with a furious kick at the stranger's midsection in case words alone aren't enough. ]
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[not that cassius is in any position to leave. the heavy blows on his body aside, which he's taken without much sound, he thinks he's begun to reboot without actually allowing one. his body has just forced one without permission from his brain. already, there's a mild coolness between his legs but he cant quite parse the sensation-- he can only assume he's rebooting.
but doing so here is not optimal, when he's still in danger and he needs a safe place to be unconscious for a while.
cassius raises his leg again, as if to kick.]