[ Gut instinct? It has to be a prank— it has to. The fact that some TV producer or other decided to pull a fast one during one of his live concerts is somewhat of an annoying blindside, but Momo is a professional; his initial reaction is exaggerated and playacted, reassuring enough to the audience that they identify it as theatrical.
But then? Things escalate. A calm voice in the crowd calls out an apology, and follows it up with a gunshot that makes Momo's blood run cold.
Fight or flight kicks in, and the first thing he does is tell Yuki to run. After that, he hops down into the crowd and ushers some of the stragglers towards safety. He figures that they'll listen to him without stampeding, and they do; the arena thins in record time, leaving Momo to deal with Maya and the Rangda in the only way he knows how.
He reaches backwards for the watter bottles lining the edge of the stage (for easy access during performances), and throws it directly at the monster's head.
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But then? Things escalate. A calm voice in the crowd calls out an apology, and follows it up with a gunshot that makes Momo's blood run cold.
Fight or flight kicks in, and the first thing he does is tell Yuki to run. After that, he hops down into the crowd and ushers some of the stragglers towards safety. He figures that they'll listen to him without stampeding, and they do; the arena thins in record time, leaving Momo to deal with Maya and the Rangda in the only way he knows how.
He reaches backwards for the watter bottles lining the edge of the stage (for easy access during performances), and throws it directly at the monster's head.
What a moron. ]