[Not that it's a bad idea to go big, but this pumpkin is so large it'd take at least two Turtlez transports to move it!]
[At Rose's exclamation, Asbel hesitates. Oh no! What if it really is cruel?! Asbel the Pumpkinslayer had a nice ring to it until he considered that the pumpkin might actually be in pain, fearing for its very existence... Maybe it just wants to be appreciated, to live a contented life in its pumpkin patch, surrounded by family and friends, growing old with the ones it cares about. Not cut up and served in a pie. Not hollowed out, its dreams removed and replaced by a goofily grinning face and a candled heart. Why, Asbel? Why couldn't you protect it?! Asbel grits his teeth in frustration, feeling that telltale cold mist chilling the back of his neck. He can't let his emotions sway him now...]
[Blinking hard, he offers Rose a quick nod--] Right, I'm on it! [--before turning his focus back on the pumpkin. He draws his blade.]
--Sorry, but I can't just let you run amuck here! Stand down peacefully, or give me your best. We will stop you from hurting anyone! Dragon Surge!
[Asbel rushes the pumpkin, wind whipping behind him as he strikes out with his sheath, trying to corral it towards Rose and her glyphs with a combination of icy slashes. The pumpkin's definitely high-tailing it away from him, but whether or not it's headed towards Rose, well. We'll see!]
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[Not that it's a bad idea to go big, but this pumpkin is so large it'd take at least two Turtlez transports to move it!]
[At Rose's exclamation, Asbel hesitates. Oh no! What if it really is cruel?! Asbel the Pumpkinslayer had a nice ring to it until he considered that the pumpkin might actually be in pain, fearing for its very existence... Maybe it just wants to be appreciated, to live a contented life in its pumpkin patch, surrounded by family and friends, growing old with the ones it cares about. Not cut up and served in a pie. Not hollowed out, its dreams removed and replaced by a goofily grinning face and a candled heart. Why, Asbel? Why couldn't you protect it?! Asbel grits his teeth in frustration, feeling that telltale cold mist chilling the back of his neck. He can't let his emotions sway him now...]
[Blinking hard, he offers Rose a quick nod--] Right, I'm on it! [--before turning his focus back on the pumpkin. He draws his blade.]
--Sorry, but I can't just let you run amuck here! Stand down peacefully, or give me your best. We will stop you from hurting anyone! Dragon Surge!
[Asbel rushes the pumpkin, wind whipping behind him as he strikes out with his sheath, trying to corral it towards Rose and her glyphs with a combination of icy slashes. The pumpkin's definitely high-tailing it away from him, but whether or not it's headed towards Rose, well. We'll see!]