Why This

[failgoyle]

[Once more, there is only mental screaming over the network, accompanied by a bit of Sensory Livestreaming of a fireball right in Jules's face. It's at least a bit more immediate of a threat than Jules's usual reasons for screaming.

And yet if one listens closely, one might be able to make out words in all the mental shrieking.]

Idon'tknowwhathappenedandMatthew'sreallypissedoffatmeandI'mgonnadieandIneedhelpandwhydoesthisalwayshappentomewhatishappeninghelphelphelp...!

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[amadine]

So open the other end up in the air of the Piazza. I saw wings when you flashed your ass across the entire Network. You can fly; he can't. He'll be too busy trying to save himself to keep hold.

[failgoyle]

But he's still got me! And my normal wings are too small to lift anyone! And even if I go stone, I think one's pinned!

[What is rationally thinking your way through a situation?]

[amadine]

He doesn't know you even have wings. He'll let go to save himself. Would you really rather just stay there and burn than at least attempt to save yourself?

Gods below, has no one ever taught you anything about surviving on your own?

[failgoyle]

[At least he has shifted to his stone form now, though he's still being held fast.]

I don't wanna die and I'm not good in a crisis and--

[There's a mental yelp as Masshuu snaps the knife blade on his neck in the livestream.

At least he's got that going for him?]

[amadine]

If you don't want to die, best you learn quickly.

[failgoyle]

[He's not really answering with anything other than a mental whimper which quickly cuts off into a shout as the sensory livestreaming goes dead because the fire's gotten just that bad.]