Post by Aromancer on Nov 29, 2019 17:57:27 GMT -5
Cornelius's head whipped back and forth. The bodyguards needed his assistance lest they be overwhelmed, but the nice young scientist lady was under a lot of stress! And now her zebra friend was yelling at him, too! He clamped his hands over his ears to block out the screaming.
He wasn't a fighter. He'd just gotten these powers a few DAYS ago, for goodness' sake, and he'd only ever used it to make mud masks for himself! Now he was the crux of these peoples' plans to take on a mad cultist and his rabid followers? Who the hell did they think he was?
He broke into a sprint away from the battlefield, but the ninjas just kept coming. Oh, that was right. These boorish curs weren't attacking for no reason. They were after HIM, and the fruit inside his body, granting them these strange and unsettling powers.
Anyway, what kind of man would he be to leave for dead these people who had risked their own lives to help him? Not a very noble man, that's for sure. In fact, he'd rather be ashamed not to help them after all they'd risked for his sake.
No, he had to be the bigger man here. No matter the risk to his own life, he really had no choice but to assist these fine ladies in protecting him from the murderous cultists with the scary knives that could kill both him and Ruby in an instant.
So while he hadn't thrown any oobleck at Jashin to slow him down when Zira cried out that first time, her second cry reached his ears. "Everyone?" He asked, somewhat startled. So produce so much Oobleck all at once... he'd never done it before! But if that's what she wanted...
"Okay, then... Ooze Ooze... CRESCENDO!" He spread his fingers, creating a tidal wave of Oobleck that washed over the battlefield, nearly drowning everyone inside it. "Just relax!" He called out to his fellows. "It's actually very dense, so if you relax you should naturally be pushed to the top!"
His words were probably muffled somewhat by the Oobleck washing over the combatants, but he hoped the sentiment was carried to all who needed it. He only hoped this was what Zira had wanted.
He wasn't a fighter. He'd just gotten these powers a few DAYS ago, for goodness' sake, and he'd only ever used it to make mud masks for himself! Now he was the crux of these peoples' plans to take on a mad cultist and his rabid followers? Who the hell did they think he was?
He broke into a sprint away from the battlefield, but the ninjas just kept coming. Oh, that was right. These boorish curs weren't attacking for no reason. They were after HIM, and the fruit inside his body, granting them these strange and unsettling powers.
Anyway, what kind of man would he be to leave for dead these people who had risked their own lives to help him? Not a very noble man, that's for sure. In fact, he'd rather be ashamed not to help them after all they'd risked for his sake.
No, he had to be the bigger man here. No matter the risk to his own life, he really had no choice but to assist these fine ladies in protecting him from the murderous cultists with the scary knives that could kill both him and Ruby in an instant.
So while he hadn't thrown any oobleck at Jashin to slow him down when Zira cried out that first time, her second cry reached his ears. "Everyone?" He asked, somewhat startled. So produce so much Oobleck all at once... he'd never done it before! But if that's what she wanted...
"Okay, then... Ooze Ooze... CRESCENDO!" He spread his fingers, creating a tidal wave of Oobleck that washed over the battlefield, nearly drowning everyone inside it. "Just relax!" He called out to his fellows. "It's actually very dense, so if you relax you should naturally be pushed to the top!"
His words were probably muffled somewhat by the Oobleck washing over the combatants, but he hoped the sentiment was carried to all who needed it. He only hoped this was what Zira had wanted.