[ He stops her moments before Juvia decides to incapacitate her own superior with her water. When Lavi successfully intervenes, and turns her Commander's attention to him, her water materializes back into its original form. Her grip on the prisoner lessens, but is still strong enough to keep the two of them in place.
A bead of sweat drops down her face, eyes moving between Lavi and his gun. At least seeing his badge makes her feel a bit easier about all this-- that at least it really wasn't a random bystander trying to help her out of a tough spot. Her prisoner, she thinks, might feel the same way despite the apparent confusion and fear on their face. It's tense, so much she can nearly feel it, as Lavi walks towards their squad's ghoulish display of power. The Company man orchestrating it all glowering behind the two of them, threatening to burst at any minute. ]
T..This man?
[ Juvia feels like she's been hit with a bucket of ice cold water. She blinks owlishly at... chicks with tricks are such a dream. Under normal circumstances, she would take more time to revel at the fact that someone just called her cool and a dream in the same sentence. Right now, she's trying to make sense of everything-- to try and not stand there stupidly over a compliment! ]
My man?
[ 'Whose man??' comes the response from the individual in her grasp. ]
If there's a possibility of a warrant, then I'm obligated to assist you in anyway Juvia can.
[ 'You are not obligated to assist anyone so long as I have orders issued!' her superior shouts, in shock, behind the both of them. Juvia smiles stiffly once she makes eye contact with the man behind Lavi before focusing her attention back on the killjoy before her. ]
reaches for...it's all good dude don't even sweat
A bead of sweat drops down her face, eyes moving between Lavi and his gun. At least seeing his badge makes her feel a bit easier about all this-- that at least it really wasn't a random bystander trying to help her out of a tough spot. Her prisoner, she thinks, might feel the same way despite the apparent confusion and fear on their face. It's tense, so much she can nearly feel it, as Lavi walks towards their squad's ghoulish display of power. The Company man orchestrating it all glowering behind the two of them, threatening to burst at any minute. ]
T..This man?
[ Juvia feels like she's been hit with a bucket of ice cold water. She blinks owlishly at... chicks with tricks are such a dream. Under normal circumstances, she would take more time to revel at the fact that someone just called her cool and a dream in the same sentence. Right now, she's trying to make sense of everything-- to try and not stand there stupidly over a compliment! ]
My man?
[ 'Whose man??' comes the response from the individual in her grasp. ]
If there's a possibility of a warrant, then I'm obligated to assist you in anyway Juvia can.
[ 'You are not obligated to assist anyone so long as I have orders issued!' her superior shouts, in shock, behind the both of them. Juvia smiles stiffly once she makes eye contact with the man behind Lavi before focusing her attention back on the killjoy before her. ]