[Manabu's only got a few free seconds to wrack his brain about this beast, and he can't help but think there's an air of familiarity in them that shouldn't be there? but he can't really-- OH SHIT NOPE NO MORE THINKING JUST RUNNING, this thing is FAST.
that dreadful awareness of space filling up behind him threatens to override Manabu's senses and just straight-up panic, but he manages to rein it in enough to bring his pistol close to his chest before he's tackled down. that way, in the midst of twisting and trying to break free, he can push the barrel and press it up against the flesh baring down on him and fire away.]
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that dreadful awareness of space filling up behind him threatens to override Manabu's senses and just straight-up panic, but he manages to rein it in enough to bring his pistol close to his chest before he's tackled down. that way, in the midst of twisting and trying to break free, he can push the barrel and press it up against the flesh baring down on him and fire away.]