[Orga doesn't really know either, but all he knows is that if they're going in for a fight of any nature, he's bent on winning. He didn't get to where he was by striving for anything else.
If he hadn't been fully expecting such a move, Noctis might've gotten a hit in. As it is, though, years of training and a skilled eye allowed him to see where the guy was aiming soon enough that he could duck out of the way. Man. Now he's wishing he hadn't broken his entire fort, because it would've been pretty damn useful right about now. Instead he scoops some snow and forms a snowball on the run. Orga's tactics usually rely on brute force. It's not because he's simply- or dangerously-minded in such a thing; he just worked with what he had. And what he had, which was a Gundam and a pilot who could crush anything in front of them, lent themselves to such an approach.
It wouldn't work here, even though he does wish Mika was here. Teamwork would make quick work of this.]
Oh? [Said as he skids into cover behind a snow-laden patch of shrubbery a short distance away from where Noctis was hiding behind the tree.] Big talk. Let's see you back it up.
[He glances over his makeshift cover, searching out for whenever Noctis might be looking around towards him and hurling the snowball when he thinks he's got an opening. Not a huge chance of success there, but he's making a statement. And trying to think about what the next ploy would be.]
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If he hadn't been fully expecting such a move, Noctis might've gotten a hit in. As it is, though, years of training and a skilled eye allowed him to see where the guy was aiming soon enough that he could duck out of the way. Man. Now he's wishing he hadn't broken his entire fort, because it would've been pretty damn useful right about now. Instead he scoops some snow and forms a snowball on the run. Orga's tactics usually rely on brute force. It's not because he's simply- or dangerously-minded in such a thing; he just worked with what he had. And what he had, which was a Gundam and a pilot who could crush anything in front of them, lent themselves to such an approach.
It wouldn't work here, even though he does wish Mika was here. Teamwork would make quick work of this.]
Oh? [Said as he skids into cover behind a snow-laden patch of shrubbery a short distance away from where Noctis was hiding behind the tree.] Big talk. Let's see you back it up.
[He glances over his makeshift cover, searching out for whenever Noctis might be looking around towards him and hurling the snowball when he thinks he's got an opening. Not a huge chance of success there, but he's making a statement. And trying to think about what the next ploy would be.]