[ Despite being the one pulling the prank, it's Akira who experiences a moment of surprise as a flurry of feathers surrounds him, drifting down. In his confusion, he almost forgets to stop himself, but reflex saves him from actually hitting the ground, tightening his grip on the rope and bracing a foot against the tree.
He glances up at the slow shower of feathers, then over at the other guy, a hint of amusement edging into his expression. But before he can say anything, his eyes catch a movement in the distance: one of the Witches approaching. Guess the racket and sudden cloud of feathers was enough to draw attention. ]
… Busted. [ There's a quiet sigh as he lowers himself the rest of the way to the ground and recalls the hook with a tug.
The scolding is brief and nothing too intense, just a reminder that they're on a mission and equipment and magic should be saved for appropriate occasions. Once they're left alone again, Akira offers a somewhat apologetic smile. ]
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He glances up at the slow shower of feathers, then over at the other guy, a hint of amusement edging into his expression. But before he can say anything, his eyes catch a movement in the distance: one of the Witches approaching. Guess the racket and sudden cloud of feathers was enough to draw attention. ]
… Busted. [ There's a quiet sigh as he lowers himself the rest of the way to the ground and recalls the hook with a tug.
The scolding is brief and nothing too intense, just a reminder that they're on a mission and equipment and magic should be saved for appropriate occasions. Once they're left alone again, Akira offers a somewhat apologetic smile. ]
Sorry about that.