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a bag of broken glass. ([personal profile] potential) wrote in [community profile] aftr_ooc 2018-09-30 12:16 am (UTC)

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Do you have some time?

[ None of the animals seem particularly aggressive. But Caleb senses Yasha is reaching some sort of limit. He doesn't really blame her for it. Being surrounded by anything, animals, people, whatever, is never really enjoyable. He flexes his fingers, trying to think of a more instantaneous course of action. ]

They aren't frightened of you, I see. I can try—

[ Pushing his way through livestock is an almost immediate failure. Frumpkin is hissing on his shoulders, discomfited by the attempt as Caleb is squeezed back out of his attempt to shove one creature away by the flanks. ]

No. No, but maybe...

[ Caleb sends four globules of light zipping over the herd and then beyond. Maybe they're attracted to light. It might draw them off. ]

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