[All of this escalated too quickly. Biting back a scowl, he moves forward, grabbing Ares' hand–(how was he even here? wasn't he supposed to be away on a mission? what a time to arrive early)-and easing it back.]
Let her go.
[His voice is firm and Ares listens to it, reluctantly sliding off of her with a wary look. Baroona holds the gaze until he's all the way off.]
Release their weapons, Mikoto.
[Again, his voice is firm, albeit a bit gentler. With another reassuring glance back at Ares (who looks ready to slice Mikoto in half) he kneels down to Mikoto's level, whispering:]
You've caused a stir. It's time to end it.
[Sharp and scolding. He can sympathize with her situation but even so. Fear brings out violent reactions and there's nothing more fearful than suddenly being confronted with a god. Any longer and the troops would start to panic, maybe turn hostile towards her. That's the opposite of what he wants.
Which reminds him:]
Why are the rest of you still here? Don't you have visitors to greet?
[It's a command in the form of a question and some of the men get the hint, turning away with wary looks back at Mikoto. Amongst the crowd, there's muttered unease "Will the Sub-Commander be okay?" "What was he thinking, bringing a thing like that here?" "Do you think she's a goddess? What if she curses us?" that Baroona does his best to ignore. At least for the moment. Misconceptions can be dealt with later. For now, the primary concern was placating Ares.
He offers out a helping hand to Mikoto while he stands, turning back to the bristling Ares.
"Who is she, Baroona?"]
A friend. I'll explain more later. She's not dangerous. Give me a bit alone with her.
["What if she tries to–"]
She won't. Go say hi to Ariadne before she yells at you for ignoring her, idiot.
[It takes a couple minutes but Ares takes his advice–albeit reluctantly. Moments later they're alone, the other troops and Ares having dispersed.]
no subject
[All of this escalated too quickly. Biting back a scowl, he moves forward, grabbing Ares' hand–(how was he even here? wasn't he supposed to be away on a mission? what a time to arrive early)-and easing it back.]
Let her go.
[His voice is firm and Ares listens to it, reluctantly sliding off of her with a wary look. Baroona holds the gaze until he's all the way off.]
Release their weapons, Mikoto.
[Again, his voice is firm, albeit a bit gentler. With another reassuring glance back at Ares (who looks ready to slice Mikoto in half) he kneels down to Mikoto's level, whispering:]
You've caused a stir. It's time to end it.
[Sharp and scolding. He can sympathize with her situation but even so. Fear brings out violent reactions and there's nothing more fearful than suddenly being confronted with a god. Any longer and the troops would start to panic, maybe turn hostile towards her. That's the opposite of what he wants.
Which reminds him:]
Why are the rest of you still here? Don't you have visitors to greet?
[It's a command in the form of a question and some of the men get the hint, turning away with wary looks back at Mikoto. Amongst the crowd, there's muttered unease "Will the Sub-Commander be okay?" "What was he thinking, bringing a thing like that here?" "Do you think she's a goddess? What if she curses us?" that Baroona does his best to ignore. At least for the moment. Misconceptions can be dealt with later. For now, the primary concern was placating Ares.
He offers out a helping hand to Mikoto while he stands, turning back to the bristling Ares.
"Who is she, Baroona?"]
A friend. I'll explain more later. She's not dangerous. Give me a bit alone with her.
["What if she tries to–"]
She won't. Go say hi to Ariadne before she yells at you for ignoring her, idiot.
[It takes a couple minutes but Ares takes his advice–albeit reluctantly. Moments later they're alone, the other troops and Ares having dispersed.]
You know how to make an impression.