[ Nothing should be just a broken nose. Okay, so it's not the worst thing that's happened to him, but the audible crunch and force of the hit is enough to make Yosuke stumble backwards, clutching his face. ]
Ow! Shit!
[ And there's blood, because faces are full of it! On his hands and probably going to ruin his shirt, too. ]
I thin' 's brok'n...damm't!
[ Well that sucks.
Except you know what sucks more? Mechanical dogs who are clearly there to be the muscle. Shit. Double shit. Yosuke's in a bit of shock when Nico steps forward and is a sword really going to do much damage? Even with its glowy thing? He considers taking a quick moment to cast Diarama on himself and at least stop some of the bleeding, but there doesn't seem to be time for that. Not when there's well-intended sparks in the air and a smell of ozone. Yosuke is, unfortunately Weak to Lightening, so while the attack isn't aimed at him, it definitely makes him a little dizzy, just for a second. A second is long enough. (Jaune's screaming really helps, too.) There's soon relief when the front line of mechanical dobermans goes down, but it lasts just about as long as that buzz from the electricity. ]
Gah!
[ There's no time for anyone who is, unfortunately, human to react to that. Yosuke is pretty fast, but not that fast. No way. So he goes down the second the dog grabs his leg. His shoulder hits the concrete awkwardly, a jolt of pain followed by numbness going into his arm. And those aren't regular dog teeth, either. They're a series of individual blades that go right through the material of his jeans and into his flesh. It hurts. He, understandably, shouts and grits his teeth. He tries to roll onto his back and slams his free foot into the face of the mechanical dog. ]
Dammit--
[ Lesson Learned: Don't hit the robot. Don't even remotely try to hit the robot. Armed with basically nothing, Yosuke tries to summon his Persona and the tarot cards starts to float down from the ceiling.
Then there's a flash of light and he pauses in his struggle long enough to be blinded by it and--
What...just happened...?
...
Is he wearing a catsuit? If he wasn't in so much pain, it would be funny. It would almost be funny. But you know what's not funny? Robo Fido chewing on his leg, he kind of needs that to walk. Here's hoping Adrie--er, Chat Noir's attack is effective. ]
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Ow! Shit!
[ And there's blood, because faces are full of it! On his hands and probably going to ruin his shirt, too. ]
I thin' 's brok'n...damm't!
[ Well that sucks.
Except you know what sucks more? Mechanical dogs who are clearly there to be the muscle. Shit. Double shit. Yosuke's in a bit of shock when Nico steps forward and is a sword really going to do much damage? Even with its glowy thing? He considers taking a quick moment to cast Diarama on himself and at least stop some of the bleeding, but there doesn't seem to be time for that. Not when there's well-intended sparks in the air and a smell of ozone. Yosuke is, unfortunately Weak to Lightening, so while the attack isn't aimed at him, it definitely makes him a little dizzy, just for a second. A second is long enough. (Jaune's screaming really helps, too.) There's soon relief when the front line of mechanical dobermans goes down, but it lasts just about as long as that buzz from the electricity. ]
Gah!
[ There's no time for anyone who is, unfortunately, human to react to that. Yosuke is pretty fast, but not that fast. No way. So he goes down the second the dog grabs his leg. His shoulder hits the concrete awkwardly, a jolt of pain followed by numbness going into his arm. And those aren't regular dog teeth, either. They're a series of individual blades that go right through the material of his jeans and into his flesh. It hurts. He, understandably, shouts and grits his teeth. He tries to roll onto his back and slams his free foot into the face of the mechanical dog. ]
Dammit--
[ Lesson Learned: Don't hit the robot. Don't even remotely try to hit the robot. Armed with basically nothing, Yosuke tries to summon his Persona and the tarot cards starts to float down from the ceiling.
Then there's a flash of light and he pauses in his struggle long enough to be blinded by it and--
What...just happened...?
...
Is he wearing a catsuit? If he wasn't in so much pain, it would be funny. It would almost be funny. But you know what's not funny? Robo Fido chewing on his leg, he kind of needs that to walk. Here's hoping Adrie--er, Chat Noir's attack is effective. ]