[ that solves that mystery at least, and it's enough that his attention is now more focused on where it's derived from. though, it's certainly peppered with a curiosity for what this man's world may be like. but, arjuna supposed priorities were priorities...
he follows suit, pressing a hand against it. ] ... do you mean by force? [ he supposed that was possible enough. he doesn't like the idea of expending mana needlessly, but he supposed if the circumstances called for it. though, before investing in that, he supposed he should first ask: ] Would you say physical strength is one of your greater attributes? [ it's worth checking out, right? ]
[He nods to his first question -- force seemed like the only probably solution right now. But to the second one...]
I wouldn't say it's one of my greater ones, but I'm not weak either. [He has muscles!! Small muscles, but like, still.]
[He takes a step back and turned his shoulder towards the wall, before then launching himself against it where thee crack is. The wall doesn't give, but the crack does grow, extending upwards a few more inches.]
[ while he feels a sense of relief, if just for being able to be spared another situation of uselessly utilizing his mana reserves, he finds out soon enough that perhaps ... this was one of those situations where he should have (and could ideally have) stepped in.
he watches with interest and a touch of sympathy as shell nurses his arm and shoulder. ]
Ah... [ he starts, kind of unsure of how to take this.
that comments gets a drawn out pause from arjuna. although he should be aware of the fact that not everyone was familiar with the concept of heroic spirits, his perceived weakness is still an idea that doesn't sit well with him. hence, he likely stares shell down a little longer than he intends. marginally hostile, before he smooths it out from his features. taking on something more calm.
he then leans against the wall and presses it with enough strength to begin cracking the surface. fortunately it helps that skull had already tried his hand making it pretty vulnerable until it begins collapsing. the space it creates is rather small still. but probably enough if someone ... squished through however. hence, arjuna looks at him expectantly. ]
Prudently. Making your body as small as possible ... [ there's a pause, before: ]
You'd do well not to judge strictly by appearances. [ could he use more power? probably...
...if you were strong enough to do that, why didn't you just do it from the beginning?
[If he's expecting Shell to feel bad for thinking he's weak, he's got another thing coming. If anything, on top of what he perceived as intentional teasing before, he's just thinking this guy must be an asshole.]
[Which is why he'll just go ahead and squeeze through the crack in the wall, the rest of it starting to crumble and crack now that the space has been breached. Once on the other side, it's as though the space he came out of doesn't even exist, putting them back on the trail that leads towards Olympia.]
[ sadly, shell isn't entirely wrong... about his questionable character, that is.
it's a valid inquiry, but it's one that arjuna purpose chooses not to answer. instead, he watches as shell slips through, then he follows suit himself. an easier task, he discovers, especially as shell manages his way through first. he gives shell a brief glance with his peripherals, then at the sights of olympia.
briefly, he turns, and it's true. almost as if the entire thing was a mere trick of the mind, there's no evidence to the room they saw before. ] It seems we made it through. [ he looks down at his own person, before looking shell over. it seems they're truly out of whatever vision they were in prior. almost to test it, arjuna places a careful hand on shell's shoulder. yes, this was quite real. ]
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he follows suit, pressing a hand against it. ] ... do you mean by force? [ he supposed that was possible enough. he doesn't like the idea of expending mana needlessly, but he supposed if the circumstances called for it. though, before investing in that, he supposed he should first ask: ] Would you say physical strength is one of your greater attributes? [ it's worth checking out, right? ]
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I wouldn't say it's one of my greater ones, but I'm not weak either. [He has muscles!! Small muscles, but like, still.]
[He takes a step back and turned his shoulder towards the wall, before then launching himself against it where thee crack is. The wall doesn't give, but the crack does grow, extending upwards a few more inches.]
[But as for Shell--]
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...i-it really does just feel like hitting a solid wall, though.
[HIS POOR SHOULDER]
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he watches with interest and a touch of sympathy as shell nurses his arm and shoulder. ]
Ah... [ he starts, kind of unsure of how to take this.
hm... ]
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Are you all right? [ he looks back to the wall. ] Shall I lend a hand?
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[He turns and gives Arjuna an appraising look.]
...no offense, but you don't look that much stronger than I do. Do you have an idea of how to get through?
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that comments gets a drawn out pause from arjuna. although he should be aware of the fact that not everyone was familiar with the concept of heroic spirits, his perceived weakness is still an idea that doesn't sit well with him. hence, he likely stares shell down a little longer than he intends. marginally hostile, before he smooths it out from his features. taking on something more calm.
he then leans against the wall and presses it with enough strength to begin cracking the surface. fortunately it helps that skull had already tried his hand making it pretty vulnerable until it begins collapsing. the space it creates is rather small still. but probably enough if someone ... squished through however. hence, arjuna looks at him expectantly. ]
Prudently. Making your body as small as possible ... [ there's a pause, before: ]
You'd do well not to judge strictly by appearances. [ could he use more power? probably...
is he doing this on purpose? maybe. ... maybe. ]
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[If he's expecting Shell to feel bad for thinking he's weak, he's got another thing coming. If anything, on top of what he perceived as intentional teasing before, he's just thinking this guy must be an asshole.]
[Which is why he'll just go ahead and squeeze through the crack in the wall, the rest of it starting to crumble and crack now that the space has been breached. Once on the other side, it's as though the space he came out of doesn't even exist, putting them back on the trail that leads towards Olympia.]
Finally...
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it's a valid inquiry, but it's one that arjuna purpose chooses not to answer. instead, he watches as shell slips through, then he follows suit himself. an easier task, he discovers, especially as shell manages his way through first. he gives shell a brief glance with his peripherals, then at the sights of olympia.
briefly, he turns, and it's true. almost as if the entire thing was a mere trick of the mind, there's no evidence to the room they saw before. ] It seems we made it through. [ he looks down at his own person, before looking shell over. it seems they're truly out of whatever vision they were in prior. almost to test it, arjuna places a careful hand on shell's shoulder. yes, this was quite real. ]