Ze's snatched up by the back of zir cape like a baby meowbeast, and for a moment, ze's too startled to move - and then ze doesn't dare to, not when Castor isn't there to catch them, because Riccin's hauled zim all the way up into the air.
Hinnom growls hard enough that it feels like zir entire body is shaking with the noise, but ze doesn't dare do much else. Riccin's the sort of jerk that would drop them, and that's an awfully long way to fall. Ze jerks on the leash again, instead, soft one time and then harder when there's no response.
Then ze yanks it, as hard as ze can manage, and there's finally an answering vibration. Castor emerges over the horizon a few seconds later, approaching at a run.
Castor can't look pale. There's no blood in his veins, no flesh to drain, but maybe he's feeling especially corporeal today, because when he gets close enough to see, his face is drawn, his body is tense, and he's as pale as.. well, a ghost.
"Drones," he says, his voice like he wants to tear something to shreds. He always gets angry when he's scared, angry and a little wondering, like the emotion's new. "We need to go."
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Hinnom growls hard enough that it feels like zir entire body is shaking with the noise, but ze doesn't dare do much else. Riccin's the sort of jerk that would drop them, and that's an awfully long way to fall. Ze jerks on the leash again, instead, soft one time and then harder when there's no response.
Then ze yanks it, as hard as ze can manage, and there's finally an answering vibration. Castor emerges over the horizon a few seconds later, approaching at a run.
Castor can't look pale. There's no blood in his veins, no flesh to drain, but maybe he's feeling especially corporeal today, because when he gets close enough to see, his face is drawn, his body is tense, and he's as pale as.. well, a ghost.
"Drones," he says, his voice like he wants to tear something to shreds. He always gets angry when he's scared, angry and a little wondering, like the emotion's new. "We need to go."