[Slowing magic — or, at least, a field that triggers time distortion. Time was on their side for only a sliver longer: any power that manipulated a dimension so strongly was bound to snap back in no time at all.
As for what to do...
She's already peeling off her gloves, gauntlets, as he speaks, unclipping the torso half of her hardsuit with a release as he draws note to their lack of time. The chestplate comes off in two pieces — revealing a much more casual outfit underneath, kept on in the rush.
The right gauntlet comes off with a marked grunt — the black hoodie underneath is cut, soaked, the red of her of blood soaking in to the signature stripe.
She's struggling out of that, too, as she speaks.]
Soon as it wears off, I should be able to knock the knife away, and restrain them.
[Uncovered, the blood flows openly from the cut, dribbling in trails down her hand. Nevertheless, she uses it to hold the jacket out: the proposed restraint.]
no subject
As for what to do...
She's already peeling off her gloves, gauntlets, as he speaks, unclipping the torso half of her hardsuit with a release as he draws note to their lack of time. The chestplate comes off in two pieces — revealing a much more casual outfit underneath, kept on in the rush.
The right gauntlet comes off with a marked grunt — the black hoodie underneath is cut, soaked, the red of her of blood soaking in to the signature stripe.
She's struggling out of that, too, as she speaks.]
Soon as it wears off, I should be able to knock the knife away, and restrain them.
[Uncovered, the blood flows openly from the cut, dribbling in trails down her hand. Nevertheless, she uses it to hold the jacket out: the proposed restraint.]
We don't have anything else. Or any other choice.