i. [ Five days is a long time when you've been anticipating trouble since the first one, and so it's almost a relief when Sothe's eyes snap open that night and he feels that sudden premonition that something's coming -
- no, it's something else, he decides. It's not just relief, there's something eager about the feeling that darkness is creeping over them, and that scares him as much as the sense of dread in the air.
He doesn't stay idle for more than the heartbeat it takes him to reach that conclusion, though. Immediately, he sheds the cloak he's been using as a blanket, rolling into a crouch, eyes darting around the surroundings in search of an escape route.
He doesn't find one. Shadows overhead, the figures popping into sight all around - ]
Surrounded...
[ They are so screwed. ]
ii. [ It's pure chaos, but at least their foes are as distracted with each other as with them. Sothe takes full advantage, ducking, weaving, fading into and out of sight with a little help from his dagger.
A stray hex comes flying in his direction, and he goes invisible for a moment as he ducks and rolls. The hex hits a dementor and fizzles - but his somersault takes him straight in the path of another Death Eater, and he abruptly comes back into sight when he hits them in the calves.
Not....good.
But there's not really time to think too hard about it, so he doesn't hesitate - just takes a slash at the Death Eater's hamstrings as he scrambles backwards. Maybe it'll buy him a few seconds.
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[ Five days is a long time when you've been anticipating trouble since the first one, and so it's almost a relief when Sothe's eyes snap open that night and he feels that sudden premonition that something's coming -
- no, it's something else, he decides. It's not just relief, there's something eager about the feeling that darkness is creeping over them, and that scares him as much as the sense of dread in the air.
He doesn't stay idle for more than the heartbeat it takes him to reach that conclusion, though. Immediately, he sheds the cloak he's been using as a blanket, rolling into a crouch, eyes darting around the surroundings in search of an escape route.
He doesn't find one. Shadows overhead, the figures popping into sight all around - ]
Surrounded...
[ They are so screwed. ]
ii.
[ It's pure chaos, but at least their foes are as distracted with each other as with them. Sothe takes full advantage, ducking, weaving, fading into and out of sight with a little help from his dagger.
A stray hex comes flying in his direction, and he goes invisible for a moment as he ducks and rolls. The hex hits a dementor and fizzles - but his somersault takes him straight in the path of another Death Eater, and he abruptly comes back into sight when he hits them in the calves.
Not....good.
But there's not really time to think too hard about it, so he doesn't hesitate - just takes a slash at the Death Eater's hamstrings as he scrambles backwards. Maybe it'll buy him a few seconds.
Maybe it'll just piss them off even more. ]