[Dodger feels the world go numb and mute, as for the second time he watches his AllMate struggling on the ground, letting out sparks and gurgled whirring noises. If it was just a machine, it wouldn't be as gruesome, but AllMates are built to be as realistic as possible... along with exposed wires pulled up by Ivar's blade, thick black blood is weeping from the wound and Brink's eyes are wide, his face contorted in the same desperate confusion a normal dog would have.
He can't carry Brink without his powers. He knows that much. The dog weighs as much as a full dresser, disregarding the awkwardness of his limbs on the best of days. But Ivar is wheeling himself away, and surely he's just doing some hackjob first aid on that wound, so he won't be chasing after him...
There's another shock as Dodger's instincts tell him to go invisible, go invisible now, but he fights back the urge just to keep himself sane enough for an escape plan. His arm shoots up, trapping Ragnar's ax arm between his shoulder and jaw, and he does his best to slip and scramble out of his grasp - he may be noticeably weaker with the collar on, but he's still a force to be reckoned with when he's panicked.]
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He can't carry Brink without his powers. He knows that much. The dog weighs as much as a full dresser, disregarding the awkwardness of his limbs on the best of days. But Ivar is wheeling himself away, and surely he's just doing some hackjob first aid on that wound, so he won't be chasing after him...
There's another shock as Dodger's instincts tell him to go invisible, go invisible now, but he fights back the urge just to keep himself sane enough for an escape plan. His arm shoots up, trapping Ragnar's ax arm between his shoulder and jaw, and he does his best to slip and scramble out of his grasp - he may be noticeably weaker with the collar on, but he's still a force to be reckoned with when he's panicked.]