Necessity4Fun
I'll keep trying, even if I'm not good enough...
"You... guess??", the white haired girl's responses had been rather confusing. Was that an actual thanks or sarcasm? He couldn't tell.
Sage could only blink a couple of times, trying to process her answers and failing to do so, with some amusement. First had come an ambiguous gratitude, next something about his flight being... troublesome. Was that her way of saying she didn't enjoy being a passenger either? The subject filled his mind while the pyromancer had made his way back to Illumi, never finding the meaning behind the other's very cryptic words. Maaaan, see? This was why he didn't like this kind of speech, he just didn't get it at all. He didn't get it back home, he didn't get it now... Riddle-esque sentences were just not a good match for simple-mindedness and modesty, it was crossing beyond what his brain could interpret and thus, he never understood their messages. At times it was just, frustrating.
Please, pleeeease, just say what you want to say in a way that everybody can understand! Please.
Either way, Illumi had been right where he had left him, even after all of the dodging and rescuing, which was... worrying. The other didn't strike him for the calm, trustworthy kind. If he hadn't moved yet, it wasn't just because he honored their deal, there had to be some hidden reason too. Maybe buying time for the others really hadn't been the best option for Killua... Still, both of the ongoing fights had been eventually finished without need for their tag-team. The young man certainly hadn't been paying attention to the one Kyou was in that much, but the fat robot had been blown up with its own missiles to the point that doing anything else would have been extremely overkill.
Sure, robots weren't alive in any way, but it still didn't mean that he condoned destruction just for the sake of it.
As he watched Time Baby return the other fighters to their home-world and allegedly time, the tension had restarted to rise, temperature going up a few degrees with it. What should he do now? How was he supposed to save Killua from his 'brother' without risking too much? The rest of the group was gathering to discuss the Time Wish, not that Sage was any focused in it. He really couldn't think of anything important enough to wish for and he was fine keeping his powers now.
The young man trusted the rest of the group to make a good decision amongst themselves.
His focus was instead, on what was going on the opposite side of the arena. He had caught sight of a blonde girl, who after a while he could recall flying with Benedict high up and then letting him fall back in Wakanda. She was interacting with Mimaki who was handling... Kyou. Their fight had been so brutal that even the Oni was down. Yikes.
Grimacing, slightly, the Descendant had thought of offering the little box of matches that he carried with himself but, when he thought again, he realized that normally people couldn't heal with fire like he did. Kyou most likely didn't either, so that'd be pointless. He still hoped that the other recovered fine, he did seem incredibly sturdy, but hey! Concern was a proxy.
Mimaki, still... The pyromancer had lowered his gaze to the ground and thought about it for a moment. He surely couldn't tell what was going on with Killua, all that he had was experience with the subject and tons of intuition. But those two though, they seemed attuned to Lights in a whole different way. They could evoke feelings on them, their powers seemed to interact with them and then, there was the case of the Kitsune knowing to knock him out back in the bridge without anyone ever explaining the situation to him. Could he have been able to sense that the Take-Over was in progress somehow? Because if yes, it might just be the solution to this predicament.
It was certainly worth a shot... And even if the other retaliated, Mimaki was fast enough to handle it before it could go really bad, right?
Sage tried not to make his intentions too clear. Yes, the tension did continue to rise, as well as the temperature, but he had attempted to be very discreet about it. There hadn't even been a glance towards Illumi, there hadn't been hesitation as he had suddenly raised his voice without warning.
"M-Mimaki!!"
That was all. He didn't risk saying what was going on, hoping that the other could pick it up just by looking their way. The young man's tension and worry were palpable, and the individual beside him emanated a twisted, dark aura that even if no longer actually darkening the area was still able to be felt. It was a plea from a concerned friend that had no context to tell how much he had messed up already.
"I'm really sorry, but I- I don't know what else to do!!", he mentally apologized mid-panic, not knowing if mind-reading was also a thing he could do or not, "I've stalled and handled it the most I could, but I can't know if Killua is doing okay. Maybe I've done a terrible mistake..."
Now he could only hope that the message was gotten, even without any concrete context.
Sage could only blink a couple of times, trying to process her answers and failing to do so, with some amusement. First had come an ambiguous gratitude, next something about his flight being... troublesome. Was that her way of saying she didn't enjoy being a passenger either? The subject filled his mind while the pyromancer had made his way back to Illumi, never finding the meaning behind the other's very cryptic words. Maaaan, see? This was why he didn't like this kind of speech, he just didn't get it at all. He didn't get it back home, he didn't get it now... Riddle-esque sentences were just not a good match for simple-mindedness and modesty, it was crossing beyond what his brain could interpret and thus, he never understood their messages. At times it was just, frustrating.
Please, pleeeease, just say what you want to say in a way that everybody can understand! Please.
Either way, Illumi had been right where he had left him, even after all of the dodging and rescuing, which was... worrying. The other didn't strike him for the calm, trustworthy kind. If he hadn't moved yet, it wasn't just because he honored their deal, there had to be some hidden reason too. Maybe buying time for the others really hadn't been the best option for Killua... Still, both of the ongoing fights had been eventually finished without need for their tag-team. The young man certainly hadn't been paying attention to the one Kyou was in that much, but the fat robot had been blown up with its own missiles to the point that doing anything else would have been extremely overkill.
Sure, robots weren't alive in any way, but it still didn't mean that he condoned destruction just for the sake of it.
As he watched Time Baby return the other fighters to their home-world and allegedly time, the tension had restarted to rise, temperature going up a few degrees with it. What should he do now? How was he supposed to save Killua from his 'brother' without risking too much? The rest of the group was gathering to discuss the Time Wish, not that Sage was any focused in it. He really couldn't think of anything important enough to wish for and he was fine keeping his powers now.
The young man trusted the rest of the group to make a good decision amongst themselves.
His focus was instead, on what was going on the opposite side of the arena. He had caught sight of a blonde girl, who after a while he could recall flying with Benedict high up and then letting him fall back in Wakanda. She was interacting with Mimaki who was handling... Kyou. Their fight had been so brutal that even the Oni was down. Yikes.
Grimacing, slightly, the Descendant had thought of offering the little box of matches that he carried with himself but, when he thought again, he realized that normally people couldn't heal with fire like he did. Kyou most likely didn't either, so that'd be pointless. He still hoped that the other recovered fine, he did seem incredibly sturdy, but hey! Concern was a proxy.
Mimaki, still... The pyromancer had lowered his gaze to the ground and thought about it for a moment. He surely couldn't tell what was going on with Killua, all that he had was experience with the subject and tons of intuition. But those two though, they seemed attuned to Lights in a whole different way. They could evoke feelings on them, their powers seemed to interact with them and then, there was the case of the Kitsune knowing to knock him out back in the bridge without anyone ever explaining the situation to him. Could he have been able to sense that the Take-Over was in progress somehow? Because if yes, it might just be the solution to this predicament.
It was certainly worth a shot... And even if the other retaliated, Mimaki was fast enough to handle it before it could go really bad, right?
Sage tried not to make his intentions too clear. Yes, the tension did continue to rise, as well as the temperature, but he had attempted to be very discreet about it. There hadn't even been a glance towards Illumi, there hadn't been hesitation as he had suddenly raised his voice without warning.
"M-Mimaki!!"
That was all. He didn't risk saying what was going on, hoping that the other could pick it up just by looking their way. The young man's tension and worry were palpable, and the individual beside him emanated a twisted, dark aura that even if no longer actually darkening the area was still able to be felt. It was a plea from a concerned friend that had no context to tell how much he had messed up already.
"I'm really sorry, but I- I don't know what else to do!!", he mentally apologized mid-panic, not knowing if mind-reading was also a thing he could do or not, "I've stalled and handled it the most I could, but I can't know if Killua is doing okay. Maybe I've done a terrible mistake..."
Now he could only hope that the message was gotten, even without any concrete context.
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