[The thing keeps whomping bad guys and after Shuichi moves him out of the way, he tries to sit up, leaning against the nearby wall of ruins, a hand pressed against the stone like the he's a blind man trying to figure out his new surroundings.]
[His body feels like it's just beyond his reach. It's like every nightmare he's ever had about trying to control an out of control ship when he's forced to reach the controls from behind the pilot seat.]
[It's not easy for him to talk. His voice is weak. Halting. He has to take a pause between words like his brain has to take time to process every few seconds. When he speaks, a pilot's analogy is all he can think of.]
Sorry. Still. Learning. The controls.
[He wishes they were actual controls. If this was some kind of normal machine or weapon he'd be able to figure it out in a heartbeat. But actual factual magic? Hell no.]
Can't seem. To use the power. And move and talk. At the same time.
[Which is a travesty because moving and talking are two of his favorite things to do in life.]
[His soul-self is doing a good job of bashing the monsters surrounding them and soon they might be clear to move a little. It's immune to spells and any of their powers. But that doesn't mean no one can break through. One of the Death Eaters is missed by it and starts moving in close. He'll be able to see them if they turn past a piece of the ruins.]
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[His body feels like it's just beyond his reach. It's like every nightmare he's ever had about trying to control an out of control ship when he's forced to reach the controls from behind the pilot seat.]
[It's not easy for him to talk. His voice is weak. Halting. He has to take a pause between words like his brain has to take time to process every few seconds. When he speaks, a pilot's analogy is all he can think of.]
Sorry. Still. Learning. The controls.
[He wishes they were actual controls. If this was some kind of normal machine or weapon he'd be able to figure it out in a heartbeat. But actual factual magic? Hell no.]
Can't seem. To use the power. And move and talk. At the same time.
[Which is a travesty because moving and talking are two of his favorite things to do in life.]
[His soul-self is doing a good job of bashing the monsters surrounding them and soon they might be clear to move a little. It's immune to spells and any of their powers. But that doesn't mean no one can break through. One of the Death Eaters is missed by it and starts moving in close. He'll be able to see them if they turn past a piece of the ruins.]