[ this is quickly becoming a situation that allows less and less thinking time— falco’s heart is already racing at the cry for help, a metal giant doesn’t panic him so much, but . . . ]
The Armour—?! [ spiked with a massive dunk of doubt, he couldn’t quite believe what his eyes were seeing in being a titan he recognized, but— there was no time for that. that was dipper’s sister in its hand. ] Okay—[ he’s calm enough; breathe in, ] Okay! No he hasn’t! We need to think fast, ah—
[ he grabs dipper by the shoulders and tries his best, a resolute solution in his voice that isn’t a lie: ]
We can still do something! You can!
[ he just needs to get out of here, give himself room, ]
[Having Falco be the one to take him by the shoulders and give him such enouragement. It startles him for a moment, just enough, for Dipper to start thinking again. To get his gears shifting. Falco believed he could do it, and now Mabel was in mortal peril if he didn't do something now]
[Dipper passes a glance to the giant and then back to Falco. Something changes in his eyes. He's made a decision. He narrows his eyes this time in determination and nods.]
Okay. Okay.
[Dipper grips Falco's shoulder tightly in return before he pulls away from the other boy. He starts to step away from the cliff, towards the treeline, almost like he's leaving.]
[Before he gets too far, he turns and start to run. With a yell, Dipper hurls himself of the cliff. The noise is enough to get the Giant to pause and turn its head just in time for Dipper to go crashing through the glass windows that made up it's eyes.]
I think I can— [ right, okay, right, dipper’s got it, he’s just walking to think. nothing possibly could’ve prepared falco for what he was going to do, and by the time he realizes the footsteps behind him are incoming and too fast— falco shrieks after him, his arm out to grab a collar, a sleeve, anything— ]
Dipper—!!
[ his voice cracks as he jumps for the other boy, and this time he couldn’t actually think as he did. he simply lunged with, the same way he leaped for gabi boarding the air ship. he couldn’t grab a thing on dipper, missed his jacket by a hair— the wind roared past him and he didn’t break through the glass with him, but struck the side of the machine’s face with an ugly thunk.
if he’s managed to grab something, a frame or a bolt, it’s a quick second grab that means life and death for him. he’s still alive, breathing, conscious, harmed— but that’s all he needs. he needs to find where dipper went, if he survived that, where mabel was— and to brace himself for shifting. ]
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The Armour—?! [ spiked with a massive dunk of doubt, he couldn’t quite believe what his eyes were seeing in being a titan he recognized, but— there was no time for that. that was dipper’s sister in its hand. ] Okay—[ he’s calm enough; breathe in, ] Okay! No he hasn’t! We need to think fast, ah—
[ he grabs dipper by the shoulders and tries his best, a resolute solution in his voice that isn’t a lie: ]
We can still do something! You can!
[ he just needs to get out of here, give himself room, ]
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[Dipper passes a glance to the giant and then back to Falco. Something changes in his eyes. He's made a decision. He narrows his eyes this time in determination and nods.]
Okay. Okay.
[Dipper grips Falco's shoulder tightly in return before he pulls away from the other boy. He starts to step away from the cliff, towards the treeline, almost like he's leaving.]
[Before he gets too far, he turns and start to run. With a yell, Dipper hurls himself of the cliff. The noise is enough to get the Giant to pause and turn its head just in time for Dipper to go crashing through the glass windows that made up it's eyes.]
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Dipper—!!
[ his voice cracks as he jumps for the other boy, and this time he couldn’t actually think as he did. he simply lunged with, the same way he leaped for gabi boarding the air ship. he couldn’t grab a thing on dipper, missed his jacket by a hair— the wind roared past him and he didn’t break through the glass with him, but struck the side of the machine’s face with an ugly thunk.
if he’s managed to grab something, a frame or a bolt, it’s a quick second grab that means life and death for him. he’s still alive, breathing, conscious, harmed— but that’s all he needs. he needs to find where dipper went, if he survived that, where mabel was— and to brace himself for shifting. ]