[Dogs are generally reliable when it's about finding people, even if it's a puppy that's the offspring of an evil entity and also Szayel. Iwai doesn't hesitate to get over there. Maybe it's overconfidence from the YOLO fortune cookie, maybe it's because he wants to keep Makoto safe and is willing to take risks for that.
He approaches the antigravity room. His sword isn't activated -- he wouldn't want to accidentally harm Makoto if she rushes out or anything -- and examines the inside of the room]
Shit, where did she go...?
[Rubbing his eyes a bit tiredly because of the late hour, Iwai steps inside slowly, as if he's expecting to see Makoto huddled somewhere in here]
[when he steps inside, unless he's prepared for it, he can feel the gravity give way, and his body begins to float upwards. In fact, the puppy is firmly on the ground, its tail wagging. But looks a little different than it did before. Its yellow eyes focus on Iwai with an unnatural glint, and those soft puppy teeth seem almost... sharp?
It's hard to place.
But it's about to leap after him, a low, childish growl in its throat. But before it does that, Makoto's voice calls out,]
Moro, stay.
[and the puppy promptly stops.]
Sit.
[and the puppy sits. Makoto, for her part, doesn't look at Iwai, only at the puppy. On her hands are two large, oversized gloves. And she's grabbed a knife from somewhere, most likely the kitchen.]
[He definitely didn't expect the gravity to be turned off. He had no reason to think such thing would happen, and even if he did, how would he counter it?
The moment his feet stopped touching the floor he knew he had done a mistake. Gritting his teeth, he spun around, floating towards the center of the room. There's Makoto standing at the entrance...and something's wrong. Very wrong]
Stop messin' around, Niijima.
[He doesn't like the look of this at all, but he won't gain anything by panicking. Maybe if he stays calm and tries to get her to snap out of it things will go well. The laser sword hilt escapes from his hand, other items do the same, except one: a small bottle of booze Iwai clutches in one hand.
If there's a chance the distraction power will be useful it is now. The problem is that without gravity, it sure isn't going to work that well, he figures]
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He approaches the antigravity room. His sword isn't activated -- he wouldn't want to accidentally harm Makoto if she rushes out or anything -- and examines the inside of the room]
Shit, where did she go...?
[Rubbing his eyes a bit tiredly because of the late hour, Iwai steps inside slowly, as if he's expecting to see Makoto huddled somewhere in here]
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It's hard to place.
But it's about to leap after him, a low, childish growl in its throat. But before it does that, Makoto's voice calls out,]
Moro, stay.
[and the puppy promptly stops.]
Sit.
[and the puppy sits. Makoto, for her part, doesn't look at Iwai, only at the puppy. On her hands are two large, oversized gloves. And she's grabbed a knife from somewhere, most likely the kitchen.]
Now isn't the time for playtime.
[the smile on her face is... off. somehow.]
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The moment his feet stopped touching the floor he knew he had done a mistake. Gritting his teeth, he spun around, floating towards the center of the room. There's Makoto standing at the entrance...and something's wrong. Very wrong]
Stop messin' around, Niijima.
[He doesn't like the look of this at all, but he won't gain anything by panicking. Maybe if he stays calm and tries to get her to snap out of it things will go well. The laser sword hilt escapes from his hand, other items do the same, except one: a small bottle of booze Iwai clutches in one hand.
If there's a chance the distraction power will be useful it is now. The problem is that without gravity, it sure isn't going to work that well, he figures]