[Leon is frozen, uncertain, hesitating between Sen, his own team, and Entei, who still hasn't moved to attack, but has taken a step closer to Lightning. His gut clenches, full of fear for her, and annoyance at his team's unwillingness to push ahead. He struggles to rise, realizing with a flinch that his knee might be busted from the unexpected fall.
He glances back at where Strike is motioning to him to move back, move away; it's not like the usually solemn Lucario to be so expressive. He looks to Entei again, appraising, before stepping back, his brows knitting together.]
If you're not going to help her, move aside.
[It's a veiled threat; he'll punch the unknown creature himself if he has to, but hey, if Entei is going to do something to aid Lightning, now would be a good time.]
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Date: 2012-05-10 10:45 am (UTC)He glances back at where Strike is motioning to him to move back, move away; it's not like the usually solemn Lucario to be so expressive. He looks to Entei again, appraising, before stepping back, his brows knitting together.]
If you're not going to help her, move aside.
[It's a veiled threat; he'll punch the unknown creature himself if he has to, but hey, if Entei is going to do something to aid Lightning, now would be a good time.]