Refulgeo

          _{‘ less staring, more running! ’ not like he’s giving the RED HOODED GUY much of a choice in the matter, what with how he’s picking him up and running away. he’s careful, of course, in his handling of the human ( organics are always, to his knowledge, so FRAGILE ) —– but his major concern is avoiding any substantial injuries. soon he comes to realize he’s not without resources: he still has his WHEELS. in an instant he changes shape, speeds down the road and hopes to the knights themselves that the man currently riding shotgun inside is ALRIGHT. it’d make a bad first impression otherwise.}

so  much,   too much,   comes  at  him  all  at  once  and  for  one  of  the  few  times  in  his  life  thus  far,   even  jason’s  trained  senses  aren’t  enough  to  keep  up  right  away.   but  the  first  thing  that  registers   –   oh ;   he’s  being  shot  at  again.   the  realization  brings  a  sudden  start  to  his  previously  shocked - still  frame  and  he  flinches,   ducking  his  head  as  if  it  would  somehow  provide  adequate  protection ;   already  reaching  for  his  own  firearm  and  twisting  back  to  hopefully  start  his  own  counter - measures  before  one  of  those  bullets  finds  a  new  home  in  his  flesh.

          _{‘ less staring, more running! ’ not like he’s giving the RED HOODED GUY much of a choice in the matter, what with how he’s picking him up and running away. he’s careful, of course, in his handling of the human ( organics are always, to his knowledge, so FRAGILE ) —– but his major concern is avoiding any substantial injuries. soon he comes to realize he’s not without resources: he still has his WHEELS. in an instant he changes shape, speeds down the road and hopes to the knights themselves that the man currently riding shotgun inside is ALRIGHT. it’d make a bad first impression otherwise.}

so  much,   too much,   comes  at  him  all  at  once  and  for  one  of  the  few  times  in  his  life  thus  far,   even  jason’s  trained  senses  aren’t  enough  to  keep  up  right  away.   but  the  first  thing  that  registers   –   oh ;   he’s  being  shot  at  again.   the  realization  brings  a  sudden  start  to  his  previously  shocked - still  frame  and  he  flinches,   ducking  his  head  as  if  it  would  somehow  provide  adequate  protection ;   already  reaching  for  his  own  firearm  and  twisting  back  to  hopefully  start  his  own  counter - measures  before  one  of  those  bullets  finds  a  new  home  in  his  flesh.

          _{‘ less staring, more running! ’ not like he’s giving the RED HOODED GUY much of a choice in the matter, what with how he’s picking him up and running away. he’s careful, of course, in his handling of the human ( organics are always, to his knowledge, so FRAGILE ) —– but his major concern is avoiding any substantial injuries. soon he comes to realize he’s not without resources: he still has his WHEELS. in an instant he changes shape, speeds down the road and hopes to the knights themselves that the man currently riding shotgun inside is ALRIGHT. it’d make a bad first impression otherwise.}

so  much,   too much,   comes  at  him  all  at  once  and  for  one  of  the  few  times  in  his  life  thus  far,   even  jason’s  trained  senses  aren’t  enough  to  keep  up  right  away.   but  the  first  thing  that  registers   –   oh ;   he’s  being  shot  at  again.   the  realization  brings  a  sudden  start  to  his  previously  shocked - still  frame  and  he  flinches,   ducking  his  head  as  if  it  would  somehow  provide  adequate  protection ;   already  reaching  for  his  own  firearm  and  twisting  back  to  hopefully  start  his  own  counter - measures  before  one  of  those  bullets  finds  a  new  home  in  his  flesh.