[Things have gone from bad to worse fast. Waver has all the physical strength of a kitten, and not even enough magical power to compensate for it.]
Don't--!
[The shield just barely holding, Waver, with gritted teeth, slides back against Illarion's force. He seemed practically dead a minute ago, and now...
His eyes dart to the console as he's slid back closer to it, noting where that distress call button is. It would be pretty embarrassing if he ended up being killed before he even arrived at the Peregrine. But at the very least, the others would be warned and Illarion can be wrangled by people who are trained to deal with this sort of situation.
That's the hope, anyway. Risking it, Waver reaches an arm behind him and slams the button with an open palm, and a quiet alarm sounds. In a few moments, a recorded AI-style voice will come over the comm asking for details on the emergency, but Waver's a little too occupied to answer that right now. The shield is pretty much done for if Illarion gives it one last hit.]
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Don't--!
[The shield just barely holding, Waver, with gritted teeth, slides back against Illarion's force. He seemed practically dead a minute ago, and now...
His eyes dart to the console as he's slid back closer to it, noting where that distress call button is. It would be pretty embarrassing if he ended up being killed before he even arrived at the Peregrine. But at the very least, the others would be warned and Illarion can be wrangled by people who are trained to deal with this sort of situation.
That's the hope, anyway. Risking it, Waver reaches an arm behind him and slams the button with an open palm, and a quiet alarm sounds. In a few moments, a recorded AI-style voice will come over the comm asking for details on the emergency, but Waver's a little too occupied to answer that right now. The shield is pretty much done for if Illarion gives it one last hit.]