[Niles grunts as Connor grabs him, and his tail instinctively swings around to slam the stinger into Connor's back. His grip tightens, refusing to let go, but the deep gouges made by his claws work against him.
The damaged branch can't possibly hold both their weights and Niles falls as the bough snaps. He's dragged down to the snow, trapped now both by Connor and the confusing dangle of branches that came down after him.]
[Connor grunts as the stinger lands in his back, LED red, but otherwise ignores it. He instead works on pulling a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket, keeping his weight straddling Niles.]
Give it up, Niles. You're coming with me. We're going to end this... everything will work out.
[Niles rips his tail back out, stinger flicking droplets of blue blood over the snow as it thrashes side to side. He squirms under Connor, but with the branch blocking his line of sight and his good arm there's little he can do to stop the android from pinning him down. He hears the clink of cuffs and feels a swell of rage.]
Get off!
[His second word bleeds into a deep snarl as he shifts into fully feline form. Good luck getting those cuffs to fit around paws. As his spine and hips shift he curls his legs in towards his center. His hooves morph into claws just as sharp as the ones on his hands. If Connor isn't smart enough to heed Niles' wishes, then those clawed back paws are going to kick and tear through anything in their way once the joints fit together properly.]
[He backs off as Niles starts to shift, startled. He can't keep a cat of any kind contained like this.]
Niles, wait!
[It's a last-ditch attempt to get this to work out, but even as he says it he knows better. Niles isn't coming. He swears under his breath, and pockets the cuffs again.]
Fine. Suit yourself.
[He walks back a little more, keeping himself out of Niles' range. Then he turns and starts to leave. He's pretty sure Niles wouldn't attack him for no reason, so turning his back on him doesn't feel like the terrible idea it could have been.]
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The damaged branch can't possibly hold both their weights and Niles falls as the bough snaps. He's dragged down to the snow, trapped now both by Connor and the confusing dangle of branches that came down after him.]
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Give it up, Niles. You're coming with me. We're going to end this... everything will work out.
[It has to.]
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Get off!
[His second word bleeds into a deep snarl as he shifts into fully feline form. Good luck getting those cuffs to fit around paws. As his spine and hips shift he curls his legs in towards his center. His hooves morph into claws just as sharp as the ones on his hands. If Connor isn't smart enough to heed Niles' wishes, then those clawed back paws are going to kick and tear through anything in their way once the joints fit together properly.]
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Niles, wait!
[It's a last-ditch attempt to get this to work out, but even as he says it he knows better. Niles isn't coming. He swears under his breath, and pockets the cuffs again.]
Fine. Suit yourself.
[He walks back a little more, keeping himself out of Niles' range. Then he turns and starts to leave. He's pretty sure Niles wouldn't attack him for no reason, so turning his back on him doesn't feel like the terrible idea it could have been.]