[ he's noticed... without a full grasp about how kakyoin's abilities work, he's chalked it up to the guy being exhausted from some previous efforts or just typical slowness. while marco's certainly faster than the average highschooler, he's not one to judge. ]
[ and if he listens, the pounding of footsteps behind them momentarily drowns out the hammering of his heart in his ears. likewise, it's best makeshift solution he can think of— one can't outrun monsters forever. now a winded reply, his voice barely even: ]
Looks like I'll have to, I'd say.
[ no "trying" allowed here. thankfully, the forest is think enough that there's no shortage of branches. he spies a fat trunk, the trees' branches just out of his reach. but with the sprinting pace he has... marco gets a few steps up it, hooking his hands over one of its limbs, and begins hoisting himself upward. ]
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[ and if he listens, the pounding of footsteps behind them momentarily drowns out the hammering of his heart in his ears. likewise, it's best makeshift solution he can think of— one can't outrun monsters forever. now a winded reply, his voice barely even: ]
Looks like I'll have to, I'd say.
[ no "trying" allowed here. thankfully, the forest is think enough that there's no shortage of branches. he spies a fat trunk, the trees' branches just out of his reach. but with the sprinting pace he has... marco gets a few steps up it, hooking his hands over one of its limbs, and begins hoisting himself upward. ]