[ As Amos grapples with the doppelganger, he catches glimpses of what Akua is doing. The way she kills those creatures, and, that's good. She has that part under control. He's helping her play her part, and they're both the stronger for it. That's how this is supposed to work. It's how these sorts of things always work.
It's still so weird how he hasn't seen much of her around since her arrival...
But the thought is one in the back of his mind, his focus all on restraining this doppelganger. He'll have time to talk to Akua about that other shit later, when this part of her isn't trying to kill them.
Or... throw him off, in some way, considering the way they fall through the ground, to the ceiling, their path back towards the ground. Instinctively he tightens his grip on the doppelganger at first, fingers digging into its skin, before the ground starts to rush up on them again — and he uses the grip he has to try to further throw the doppelganger towards the ground, get it there that much faster, that much harder.
Amos himself, meanwhile, uses his gravity magic just in time to keep himself from a harsh impact; the deceleration is more than he'd like, winding him a bit mid-air, but it's better than the alternative.
From mid-air he glances down at Akua, a tilt to his head; the fuck is she doing? ]
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It's still so weird how he hasn't seen much of her around since her arrival...
But the thought is one in the back of his mind, his focus all on restraining this doppelganger. He'll have time to talk to Akua about that other shit later, when this part of her isn't trying to kill them.
Or... throw him off, in some way, considering the way they fall through the ground, to the ceiling, their path back towards the ground. Instinctively he tightens his grip on the doppelganger at first, fingers digging into its skin, before the ground starts to rush up on them again — and he uses the grip he has to try to further throw the doppelganger towards the ground, get it there that much faster, that much harder.
Amos himself, meanwhile, uses his gravity magic just in time to keep himself from a harsh impact; the deceleration is more than he'd like, winding him a bit mid-air, but it's better than the alternative.
From mid-air he glances down at Akua, a tilt to his head; the fuck is she doing? ]