[ The second the door opens, a familiar orange-gloved hand darts out in a practised motion: Someone pulls Raqio's shoulder sharply backwards to get them off-balance, then twists their arms behind their back and uses their own body weight to throw them to the ground. ]
[ The last thing Chris probably sees, before the door slams shut and both Raqio and their attacker hit the deck, is Setsu's face. Both the young soldier's expression and their thoughts radiate the same thing: Fuck this bird for real.]
(They sense the hint of dangerous intent just as Raqio is opening the door and rush to stop them.)Wait-(Only for Setsu of all people to attack Raqio the moment the door is open, pinning them and shutting the door before they can even fully react.
Fuck! This is why you don't let anger take over in a fight!)Raqio!
(They're going to punch the door at least once before they give up.
This isn't over... but it's clear that they're not the only one who has a bone to pick with the little jerk.)
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Date: 2026-04-10 02:45 am (UTC)[ The last thing Chris probably sees, before the door slams shut and both Raqio and their attacker hit the deck, is Setsu's face. Both the young soldier's expression and their thoughts radiate the same thing: Fuck this bird for real. ]
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Date: 2026-04-10 03:04 am (UTC)Fuck! This is why you don't let anger take over in a fight!)Raqio!
(They're going to punch the door at least once before they give up.
This isn't over... but it's clear that they're not the only one who has a bone to pick with the little jerk.)