They'll be fiiine- [ Is that probably least convincing whispering back to Inigo that he's heard plenty of times before. But Roland's threat aren't worth indulging in too much, and instead Tidus whistles between two fingers, enticing the (happily) distracted higgledies to turn with interest and glee.
...by hopping about on their stubby stub stubs for legs in place, squeaking and making their own noises; no sense of urgency to be found in them (probably because of the next higgledy firing overhead they bounce extra more in joy for. ...but, probably not).
But this plan of having the little creatures return as renewed ammo isn't going so well when they're not doing their side of the agreement: of returning after being tossed. Which might have something to do with the bookcase, an unusual addition from the regular trials from when Tidus does this (nicely, of course - sometimes even in water!). Yet Tidus doesn't have to start making any adjustments about what to do next, apparently - when a pair have some plans of their own in making their spectacular appearance.
What a wonderful turn of events. And maybe there's something in particular about knowing that Roland has been betrayed entirely that makes him bold, or the brave company on his shoulder, that he doesn't have to think twice to pat Inigo on the arm and to signal him to go around the other side of the bookcase, while Tidus gets up to turn the side closest to him.
Rannygazoo large and in charge on his soldier, their hench-higgledy at his feet. Tidus's smug grin board and wide, with a scattering of other higgledy all around them, squeaking and joyous. Even the two in Roland's pockets continuing their groovy dance. ]
You're outnumbered, Roland. [ Said, with the total cool voice of any blockbuster confrontation. Tidus's hands are even on his sides. Cool pose, cool everything.
Even his finger pointing, as he directs it straight at Roland. ]
It's higgledy time.
[ And that's the signal, for Rannygazoo to cry out, raising his tiny weapon up, and for the other higgledy to storm the floor over to Roland, to start scrambling and jumping all over him.
no subject
...by hopping about on their stubby stub stubs for legs in place, squeaking and making their own noises; no sense of urgency to be found in them (probably because of the next higgledy firing overhead they bounce extra more in joy for. ...but, probably not).
But this plan of having the little creatures return as renewed ammo isn't going so well when they're not doing their side of the agreement: of returning after being tossed. Which might have something to do with the bookcase, an unusual addition from the regular trials from when Tidus does this (nicely, of course - sometimes even in water!). Yet Tidus doesn't have to start making any adjustments about what to do next, apparently - when a pair have some plans of their own in making their spectacular appearance.
What a wonderful turn of events. And maybe there's something in particular about knowing that Roland has been betrayed entirely that makes him bold, or the brave company on his shoulder, that he doesn't have to think twice to pat Inigo on the arm and to signal him to go around the other side of the bookcase, while Tidus gets up to turn the side closest to him.
Rannygazoo large and in charge on his soldier, their hench-higgledy at his feet. Tidus's smug grin board and wide, with a scattering of other higgledy all around them, squeaking and joyous. Even the two in Roland's pockets continuing their groovy dance. ]
You're outnumbered, Roland. [ Said, with the total cool voice of any blockbuster confrontation. Tidus's hands are even on his sides. Cool pose, cool everything.
Even his finger pointing, as he directs it straight at Roland. ]
It's higgledy time.
[ And that's the signal, for Rannygazoo to cry out, raising his tiny weapon up, and for the other higgledy to storm the floor over to Roland, to start scrambling and jumping all over him.
he just wanted people to fill in his survey ]