[As Raidou’s squinting through the sand, there comes a noise from the mech… The hiss and whir of the cockpit opening up, a whisper under the roar of the wind.
Dearka could get the Buster back up on its feet, but at this point it’s becoming fairly clear that using his mobile suit in this kind of situation is more of a hindrance than a boon. He emerges from the prone mech with all the vim and concern befitting the situation, still doggedly determined to intervene in Raidou’s departure if necessary. He even has his gun out, which… He can probably use for some kind of creatively non-lethal purpose, if he really needs to.
However, seeing that Raidou has stopped, he pulls up short, frowning. After a beat, he begins to approach again cautiously, calling out:]
Hey, pal. You come to your senses yet, or do we have to keep this tango going?
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Dearka could get the Buster back up on its feet, but at this point it’s becoming fairly clear that using his mobile suit in this kind of situation is more of a hindrance than a boon. He emerges from the prone mech with all the vim and concern befitting the situation, still doggedly determined to intervene in Raidou’s departure if necessary. He even has his gun out, which… He can probably use for some kind of creatively non-lethal purpose, if he really needs to.
However, seeing that Raidou has stopped, he pulls up short, frowning. After a beat, he begins to approach again cautiously, calling out:]
Hey, pal. You come to your senses yet, or do we have to keep this tango going?
[Cuz like… He will, if he gotta.]