Nux flinches from that voice. Knocks him back like a wave when it comes out, sounds far more intimidating than anything he could've imagined. That's the voice of an Imperator. An Immortan! This thing, is it another one of those gods he's thinking he's encountered?
It's got something long and sharp on its arm or maybe that is its arm, shining in the dim light in a ripple. Nux has very much stopped. Doesn't want a stabbing from the god-mirage and instead he just raises his hands. Palms are flat. Almost makes the V8 salute out of habit and it starts to form, an uncertain arc of his arms, but he stops himself.
"-- I won't," he says in a simple voice, for how could he contain this creature? If it's anywhere near as strong as it looks it could rend his body apart with a mere order. Squinting, more and more, he's swaying his head back and forth in slow observation. Watching how the light glosses over its body, beautiful simmering beams of white and cracked-metal sparks. It's mesmerizing.
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It's got something long and sharp on its arm or maybe that is its arm, shining in the dim light in a ripple. Nux has very much stopped. Doesn't want a stabbing from the god-mirage and instead he just raises his hands. Palms are flat. Almost makes the V8 salute out of habit and it starts to form, an uncertain arc of his arms, but he stops himself.
"-- I won't," he says in a simple voice, for how could he contain this creature? If it's anywhere near as strong as it looks it could rend his body apart with a mere order. Squinting, more and more, he's swaying his head back and forth in slow observation. Watching how the light glosses over its body, beautiful simmering beams of white and cracked-metal sparks. It's mesmerizing.