[ Kurt can tell he's trying. If they had been anywhere else, he might have backed down, allowed Logan a little room to take control and do things his way. But as it is, they have no choice.
He slides his uninjured hand down Logan's arm takes his hand. Squeezes it briefly, trying to put as much warmth in his touch as his voice. ]
Never again, mein Freund.
[ As if summoned, the monster picks that moment to reappear around the turn in the hedges nearby, stumbling and terrible. It roars, an inhuman sound, dragging its scythe up to bear on them.
Kurt draws in a breath to steady himself, readying his body for the pain he knows will come. He steps in close behind Logan, settling one hand on each of his shoulders, his tail wrapping around Logan's ankle. It's his turn to murmur in Logan's ear. ]
Get ready, Liebchen.
[ Setting his jaw, he runs a series of quick mental calculations picks a point a little above and behind where the monster will be with its next lurching step, and leans on that instinctive internal switch --
BAMF
They come out already falling, dropping onto the back of the monster. Kurt's world immediately washes red with pain as something in his insides seizes. He tries to twist his body to take advantage of their momentum but his muscles are cramped, agonised, and he ends up tumbling into both Logan and the creature, hoping desperately that Logan has been able to kill it, that he's done a good job, that something has worked, as he hits the grass and rolls, senseless, his vision going dark. ]
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He slides his uninjured hand down Logan's arm takes his hand. Squeezes it briefly, trying to put as much warmth in his touch as his voice. ]
Never again, mein Freund.
[ As if summoned, the monster picks that moment to reappear around the turn in the hedges nearby, stumbling and terrible. It roars, an inhuman sound, dragging its scythe up to bear on them.
Kurt draws in a breath to steady himself, readying his body for the pain he knows will come. He steps in close behind Logan, settling one hand on each of his shoulders, his tail wrapping around Logan's ankle. It's his turn to murmur in Logan's ear. ]
Get ready, Liebchen.
[ Setting his jaw, he runs a series of quick mental calculations picks a point a little above and behind where the monster will be with its next lurching step, and leans on that instinctive internal switch --
BAMF
They come out already falling, dropping onto the back of the monster. Kurt's world immediately washes red with pain as something in his insides seizes. He tries to twist his body to take advantage of their momentum but his muscles are cramped, agonised, and he ends up tumbling into both Logan and the creature, hoping desperately that Logan has been able to kill it, that he's done a good job, that something has worked, as he hits the grass and rolls, senseless, his vision going dark. ]