[Gokudera is still just watching, caging and almost pushing the bull back with his bone loops. If the creature backs up, the shield takes up space. There is no more active pushing or blocking so much as an invasion of space to limit wherever this thing thinks it's going.
He's not focused on how they're operating together, so much as getting this done as easily and as quickly as possible. Gokudera is not patient, but he understands the stress of using weapons, of being in battle has on the body. Yamamoto may be fine, might have had this under control. That's not going to keep Gokudera from trying to make this easier. Work smarter, not harder, baseball idiot.
Gokudera glances back, eyes shifting to the other boy's side before he's looking at the fence.]
Alright. We'll just have to make sure they want to stay in their pen...
[He can't quickly construct anything. Gokudera could probably break the fence by leaning on it a certain way. So, he's looking around for the kind of plants that might get gnarly and block any advancements of the herd. Gokudera's pulling out a canister and calling out his flame arrow. The cannon sits strapped to his arm, skull mouths open while he lights up his sun flame and starts to pack the ammunition. Without storm flames, it should be fine... maybe like an instant fertilizer? It's just... really exhausting to concentrate on a non-dominant flame.] Keep Kojiro back. [Gokudera's voice is a bit soft, and he aims at the spot where the fence is broken. After loading the canister into the skull closest to his elbow, he fires off the concentration of sun flames.
Upon impact, there's nothing, but then suddenly the grass is growing tall, and along with it, the shrubs are too. They look lush and full, and are not as tall as the herd's protector, but large enough to keep those cattle back. Gokudera sits on the disc and tucks his flame arrow away, his left hand wiping at his brow.]
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He's not focused on how they're operating together, so much as getting this done as easily and as quickly as possible. Gokudera is not patient, but he understands the stress of using weapons, of being in battle has on the body. Yamamoto may be fine, might have had this under control. That's not going to keep Gokudera from trying to make this easier. Work smarter, not harder, baseball idiot.
Gokudera glances back, eyes shifting to the other boy's side before he's looking at the fence.]
Alright. We'll just have to make sure they want to stay in their pen...
[He can't quickly construct anything. Gokudera could probably break the fence by leaning on it a certain way. So, he's looking around for the kind of plants that might get gnarly and block any advancements of the herd. Gokudera's pulling out a canister and calling out his flame arrow. The cannon sits strapped to his arm, skull mouths open while he lights up his sun flame and starts to pack the ammunition. Without storm flames, it should be fine... maybe like an instant fertilizer? It's just... really exhausting to concentrate on a non-dominant flame.] Keep Kojiro back. [Gokudera's voice is a bit soft, and he aims at the spot where the fence is broken. After loading the canister into the skull closest to his elbow, he fires off the concentration of sun flames.
Upon impact, there's nothing, but then suddenly the grass is growing tall, and along with it, the shrubs are too. They look lush and full, and are not as tall as the herd's protector, but large enough to keep those cattle back. Gokudera sits on the disc and tucks his flame arrow away, his left hand wiping at his brow.]
Fuck that thing.