Thank goodness, a wave of relief - trust Yuna to be on the same wavelength even without having been able to communicate with words what they needed to do.
Rikku freezes immediately, trusting the judgment call.
....Especially when she heard who was being called. This battle was trying to break her. Why was it always lightning?! At this point she was coiled up so tightly internally from the whole ordeal, the adrenaline running so deep, the faint zaps of static from her daggers making the hairs of her arms stand tall.
She did not even react to the mighty summon. Standing unmoved - doll like. It would all come out later, probably find her on the floor unable to breath in a horribly embarrassing and humiliating moment, as coping mechanisms took everything that the deeply engrained phobia really wanted the girl to do - and buried it. "Open later" - survival first.
She had been watching her cousin with apprehension. The flash of the scorpion's counter attack is so bright, it momentarily blinds the girl. Leaving her with nothing but the impression of shadows of what should be when her vision starts to return. It...It had gone straight for her!
No. NO!.
"Yunie!?"
Reaching a hand out blindly -- unsure if the shadows she sees before her are true or false images. Perhaps merely imprints left on her cornea before the blinding light. The scorpion takes advantage of her disorientation - its tail slashing like a whip, the sword-like edge cutting deep across her her back in the chaos.
There's a scream as she lurches forwards at the impact, yet she hardly pays it any heed. Stumbling forwards so it doesn't get another chance.
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Rikku freezes immediately, trusting the judgment call.
....Especially when she heard who was being called. This battle was trying to break her. Why was it always lightning?! At this point she was coiled up so tightly internally from the whole ordeal, the adrenaline running so deep, the faint zaps of static from her daggers making the hairs of her arms stand tall.
She did not even react to the mighty summon. Standing unmoved - doll like. It would all come out later, probably find her on the floor unable to breath in a horribly embarrassing and humiliating moment, as coping mechanisms took everything that the deeply engrained phobia really wanted the girl to do - and buried it. "Open later" - survival first.
She had been watching her cousin with apprehension. The flash of the scorpion's counter attack is so bright, it momentarily blinds the girl. Leaving her with nothing but the impression of shadows of what should be when her vision starts to return. It...It had gone straight for her!
No. NO!.
"Yunie!?"
Reaching a hand out blindly -- unsure if the shadows she sees before her are true or false images. Perhaps merely imprints left on her cornea before the blinding light. The scorpion takes advantage of her disorientation - its tail slashing like a whip, the sword-like edge cutting deep across her her back in the chaos.
There's a scream as she lurches forwards at the impact, yet she hardly pays it any heed. Stumbling forwards so it doesn't get another chance.
"Yunie!? Answer me! I can't see you!"