Jono blinks at him, shifting to stand in front of Jackson. His body can take the hits better than Jackson can, after all. More than that, though, he's getting seriously annoyed with these guys. Annoyed enough for the first curls of power to leak out of the corners of his mouth.
"Outnumbered?" He counts minds, then reaches out to each of them. He didn't want violence. Never had. But he's going to put a stop to this before it gets worse.
The soldiers remain standing. But their guns clatter to the ground one by one. "It ain't foolish if it works, mate," he said, breathing out more energy with each word.
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Date: 2010-02-02 11:12 pm (UTC)"Outnumbered?" He counts minds, then reaches out to each of them. He didn't want violence. Never had. But he's going to put a stop to this before it gets worse.
The soldiers remain standing. But their guns clatter to the ground one by one. "It ain't foolish if it works, mate," he said, breathing out more energy with each word.