[This obviously isn't working. Clayton shoves his hands in his hair and paces a quick circle, barely listening to the discourse between the two fighting robots. He's got to do something. The temptation to actually throw himself between them seriously crosses his mind, just for a moment, before his unobstructed position allows him to see Minimus's illusory enemy - Overlord - grab a giant fuckoff sword.]
[This is escalating too quickly.]
Is it worth risking his soul to save his life, Clayton?
[This time he ignores the voice. Not bothering to find somewhere to hide first, Clayton's eyes roll and he slumps to the ground, boneless, his head hitting the concrete with a solid thunk that he feels even after he opens his many eyes again in the Astral. No time to worry about his own wellbeing, though; Minimus's mind lies ahead and Clayton's freed soul bursts for it, latching onto the outside.]
[There's a little bit of a warning: Minimus should feel an influx of foreign emotions, frustration, anxiety, and fear chief among them, moments before Clayton wraps his ethereal fist in his thoughts and plunges it into the Cybertronian's mind, attempting to force a tether. Regardless of if it takes, Clayton's thoughts and intentions flash clearly from the momentary connection: ]
brain stuff incoming, lmk if I need to change this
[This is escalating too quickly.]
Is it worth risking his soul to save his life, Clayton?
[This time he ignores the voice. Not bothering to find somewhere to hide first, Clayton's eyes roll and he slumps to the ground, boneless, his head hitting the concrete with a solid thunk that he feels even after he opens his many eyes again in the Astral. No time to worry about his own wellbeing, though; Minimus's mind lies ahead and Clayton's freed soul bursts for it, latching onto the outside.]
[There's a little bit of a warning: Minimus should feel an influx of foreign emotions, frustration, anxiety, and fear chief among them, moments before Clayton wraps his ethereal fist in his thoughts and plunges it into the Cybertronian's mind, attempting to force a tether. Regardless of if it takes, Clayton's thoughts and intentions flash clearly from the momentary connection: ]
Minimus, he's got a sword!