HARPER
Of course attention and the way everyone gathers around only further distresses the creature, and Harper's heart twists painfully. Everyone tries to move at once, and everything is chaos, nobody really trying to work together. But Harper doesn't have magic, no way to calm the creature by talking in its language, no way to create a sling or wings to help it. He's just a regular man, useless and helpless.
Instead he walks into the water with the others. Ready to help the creature into the metal frame another had created, or help get the others out of the way if it begins thrashing. If its despair becomes threatening enough, hopefully he can grab onto whoever is closest and throw them closer to shore. As he wades in he hums softly under his breath, trying to appear unthreatening and to lull it with sound and music.
Harper wades into the water to help lift the L'ma while humming softly, is prepared to help grab others in the water if it becomes dangerous.
Instead he walks into the water with the others. Ready to help the creature into the metal frame another had created, or help get the others out of the way if it begins thrashing. If its despair becomes threatening enough, hopefully he can grab onto whoever is closest and throw them closer to shore. As he wades in he hums softly under his breath, trying to appear unthreatening and to lull it with sound and music.
Harper wades into the water to help lift the L'ma while humming softly, is prepared to help grab others in the water if it becomes dangerous.
Get back, put your hands up
kinda messed up, but it's tough luck
kinda messed up, but it's tough luck
