[Actually that's probably me being a derp and getting confused about who could do what, but I'll play along since it was my bad.]
Alric glanced over toward Flandre, a bit troubled. Damn. Maybe he'd been confused about who was doing what part of the team flight during that training mission. He'd been a bit preoccupied with his own flight pattern, after all. Still, it was what it was. He nodded his understanding, and kept moving.
"...my misunderstanding. Good to know. If you see anything, then. Tiamaris, be ready to protect both of them."
After all, they were--at least, as far as he was aware--considerably squishier than himself, whereas Tiamaris was the least so. Still, they needed information more than his babysitting.
"Continue your approach, and be careful. I'll try and get a better view of what we're dealing with. Watch your backs, and be sure to avoid any harm to bystanders."
He paused just a moment, glancing between them to be sure they understood, before stepping briskly away into an alleyway, away from the view of the bulk of the fleeing crowds--and leaped upward with a flare of violet light, propelling himself toward the nearest vantage point (a low rooftop, for example) from which to get a look at what the people were fleeing and the team was approaching.
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Alric glanced over toward Flandre, a bit troubled. Damn. Maybe he'd been confused about who was doing what part of the team flight during that training mission. He'd been a bit preoccupied with his own flight pattern, after all. Still, it was what it was. He nodded his understanding, and kept moving.
"...my misunderstanding. Good to know. If you see anything, then. Tiamaris, be ready to protect both of them."
After all, they were--at least, as far as he was aware--considerably squishier than himself, whereas Tiamaris was the least so. Still, they needed information more than his babysitting.
"Continue your approach, and be careful. I'll try and get a better view of what we're dealing with. Watch your backs, and be sure to avoid any harm to bystanders."
He paused just a moment, glancing between them to be sure they understood, before stepping briskly away into an alleyway, away from the view of the bulk of the fleeing crowds--and leaped upward with a flare of violet light, propelling himself toward the nearest vantage point (a low rooftop, for example) from which to get a look at what the people were fleeing and the team was approaching.