Noah's eyes raise to the two Chainsaws fighting above him, his heart racing with the speed of their movements, his anxiety spiking from the thought of either of them getting hurt. And then Ronan lunges at his double, pulling Noah's attention back to them. He flaps his hands like he's the one who's been punched, cowardice like lead around his feet.
A memory flashes through his mind, of Ronan speeding in the Pig with a night horror on its roof. You could help!
They can't fight, if this other Ronan is anything like his Ronan they'll never stop. So Noah disappears, re-manifesting between them where he can tell Ronan is already in the midst of getting to his feet. Noah grabs Ronan to help him up, but then tries to push him back and away from the other. "Don't, please. Ronan."
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Date: 2016-09-27 07:47 pm (UTC)A memory flashes through his mind, of Ronan speeding in the Pig with a night horror on its roof. You could help!
They can't fight, if this other Ronan is anything like his Ronan they'll never stop. So Noah disappears, re-manifesting between them where he can tell Ronan is already in the midst of getting to his feet. Noah grabs Ronan to help him up, but then tries to push him back and away from the other. "Don't, please. Ronan."