[Her hold, as always, is gentle, but there's a sureness in it that hadn't been present when they first began. They had practiced this before, many times, because when Prompto had first transformed she'd not known what to make of him. They had practiced this way, and together in the temple with the "blanks", and though she was no expert, Lucina remembered the basics.]
Aim and...yes. I remember.
[Whatever attention had strayed towards her is gone now, so no one reacts when she lifts the firearm up into both hands, trying to breathe slow to steady her grip and pin the hostile creature in her sights.
She had to hit the owl - they weren't acting right, they weren't right. It had to be one of the ayakashi. But at the same time, if she dropped Prompto, if he was hurt, she could never forgive herself. Damn. She should have tried the bow, just once, back home. If only once, then...]
Here goes-
[Sight lined up with owl. Finger on the trigger. Pull-
no subject
Aim and...yes. I remember.
[Whatever attention had strayed towards her is gone now, so no one reacts when she lifts the firearm up into both hands, trying to breathe slow to steady her grip and pin the hostile creature in her sights.
She had to hit the owl - they weren't acting right, they weren't right. It had to be one of the ayakashi. But at the same time, if she dropped Prompto, if he was hurt, she could never forgive herself. Damn. She should have tried the bow, just once, back home. If only once, then...]
Here goes-
[Sight lined up with owl. Finger on the trigger. Pull-
BLAM]