[ Laughter rends the air, gleeful and high. It's definitely Childe's voice despite the gravelly nature to it. ]
Fighting talk, I love it.
[ He takes a similar stance, the javelin at the ready - and then suddenly he blips out of existence.
Aether will probably feel the static of Electro in the air before he spots him, and for good reason; Childe has reappeared behind him, gloved fingers reaching to grasp at the braid, trying to wind it around his hand and jerk his head back. The javelin is still in his other hand, but he doesn't strike with it - for now. ]
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Fighting talk, I love it.
[ He takes a similar stance, the javelin at the ready - and then suddenly he blips out of existence.
Aether will probably feel the static of Electro in the air before he spots him, and for good reason; Childe has reappeared behind him, gloved fingers reaching to grasp at the braid, trying to wind it around his hand and jerk his head back. The javelin is still in his other hand, but he doesn't strike with it - for now. ]