[Waver's not sure how much longer this shield can last. If only he had more time to prepare, more time to give it some more power... Way too late now. The flickering intensifies against Illarion's hands, and it pushes Waver back a few inches.
He's scared, but it coming out as anger.]
I cannot, and will not. And I refuse to die for this before we even make it to the goddamned ship.
[Somewhere in the console was a distress call button, something to let the Peregrine know there was going to be a problem once this Arvo reached its destination. But in order to reach that, he'd have to let go of the shield. Not yet. Instead, he attempts to push back, using whatever strength he can muster in his slight body.]
Disagree all you want with the decision, but it's been made and now you're here. If you go and get yourself killed, they'll just bring you back again anyway.
[Or he assumes. He's not totally sure if that holds up if they get sucked out into the vacuum of space due to a hull breech.]
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[Waver's not sure how much longer this shield can last. If only he had more time to prepare, more time to give it some more power... Way too late now. The flickering intensifies against Illarion's hands, and it pushes Waver back a few inches.
He's scared, but it coming out as anger.]
I cannot, and will not. And I refuse to die for this before we even make it to the goddamned ship.
[Somewhere in the console was a distress call button, something to let the Peregrine know there was going to be a problem once this Arvo reached its destination. But in order to reach that, he'd have to let go of the shield. Not yet. Instead, he attempts to push back, using whatever strength he can muster in his slight body.]
Disagree all you want with the decision, but it's been made and now you're here. If you go and get yourself killed, they'll just bring you back again anyway.
[Or he assumes. He's not totally sure if that holds up if they get sucked out into the vacuum of space due to a hull breech.]