He screams it loudly enough for everyone in a three-block radius to hear, loudly enough that he can hear it and not just feel it in the rasping of his throat. The attempt to calm him slips off the surface of his mind, unsuccessful; he's not aware enough to even notice it, which is probably for the best.
With one hand, he scrabbles for something behind his back, drawing out something that looks like a gun. But instead of pointing it at Maruki, he presses it to his own temple. His wide, panicked eyes remain fixed on Maruki's face.
"Raoul!"
Raoul manifests above him, winged and lanky, forbidding in a way he wasn't just months ago. He gestures, and a riot gun crashes in from the sky, aimed at Maruki—specifically, at Maruki's outstretched arm, the most immediate danger.
Ren is almost beyond the ability to think. Sheer, instinctive animal panic fills his mind, screaming in his ears.
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He screams it loudly enough for everyone in a three-block radius to hear, loudly enough that he can hear it and not just feel it in the rasping of his throat. The attempt to calm him slips off the surface of his mind, unsuccessful; he's not aware enough to even notice it, which is probably for the best.
With one hand, he scrabbles for something behind his back, drawing out something that looks like a gun. But instead of pointing it at Maruki, he presses it to his own temple. His wide, panicked eyes remain fixed on Maruki's face.
"Raoul!"
Raoul manifests above him, winged and lanky, forbidding in a way he wasn't just months ago. He gestures, and a riot gun crashes in from the sky, aimed at Maruki—specifically, at Maruki's outstretched arm, the most immediate danger.
Ren is almost beyond the ability to think. Sheer, instinctive animal panic fills his mind, screaming in his ears.