Myde hunches his shoulders and reaches for the door, only to hear the unmistakable sound of someone choking. He twists around in time to see Lea punching himself in the gut, and can't help but gape in disbelief; you just don't do that sort of thing in the water! The Heimlich Maneuver is ranges from almost ineffective to downright dangerous while you're in the water, especially if you aren't properly braced..... for exactly the sort of reasons that Lea is demonstrating now.
For a tortuously long moment, Myde just stands and stares, detached from the shock and weighing his options with the hidden cold-bloodedness Demyx had quickly been forced to learn. On the one hand, who would blame him if he freezes up and panics in the face of such pressure? It wouldn't be his fault a customer had an accident. If he ends up drowning to death from choking and handling it inappropriately, maybe nobody--especially those nobodies--even has to know he's here. Axel might be an advance scout doing recon, or worse, looking for him specifically.
(Hadn't Axel been killed, though? Or at least, sent on the same ridiculous sort of suicide mission that he was? What's he even doing here to begin with?)
On the other hand, pretending to choke under pressure didn't guarantee that some other band member wouldn't jump in to save the day, even if they did seem to be panicking a little themselves at the sight. Besides, they know he's good with water in the Organization, all of them, Axel included. If Axel survives, he'd probably be pissed off at the lack of help, if he wasn't here specifically to hunt him down, and that would ice any possible charity straight away. He might earn himself a bit of gratitude, too, or at least possibly some mercy..... Axel had never seemed to be quite the hard ass that Xaldin was, after all.
.....Damn. It'll put him directly in the crosshairs for sure, but in the long run, it's the better way to try and ensure his own safety; he can always bolt while Axel's recovering. Myde very carefully lays down his instrument case, kicks off his sandals, and runs for the hot tub, waving the other band members away as he goes. Better that the others are gone, if this turns ugly..... easier to make excuses for himself, if nobody sees him doing anything weird.]
It's okay! It's okay, I got it--I got training! Just go on, alright?
[Within moments, Myde is splashing down into the hot tub with him, still fully clothed. He gulps in a deep breath and ducks down into the water, wrapping his arms around Lea and hugging him to his chest to haul past the surface. It's not long before he's moving to drag him out of the hot tub entirely, hands on his shoulder and ass to roll him onto his side.]
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[Shit. Busted.
Myde hunches his shoulders and reaches for the door, only to hear the unmistakable sound of someone choking. He twists around in time to see Lea punching himself in the gut, and can't help but gape in disbelief; you just don't do that sort of thing in the water! The Heimlich Maneuver is ranges from almost ineffective to downright dangerous while you're in the water, especially if you aren't properly braced..... for exactly the sort of reasons that Lea is demonstrating now.
For a tortuously long moment, Myde just stands and stares, detached from the shock and weighing his options with the hidden cold-bloodedness Demyx had quickly been forced to learn. On the one hand, who would blame him if he freezes up and panics in the face of such pressure? It wouldn't be his fault a customer had an accident. If he ends up drowning to death from choking and handling it inappropriately, maybe nobody--especially those nobodies--even has to know he's here. Axel might be an advance scout doing recon, or worse, looking for him specifically.
(Hadn't Axel been killed, though? Or at least, sent on the same ridiculous sort of suicide mission that he was? What's he even doing here to begin with?)
On the other hand, pretending to choke under pressure didn't guarantee that some other band member wouldn't jump in to save the day, even if they did seem to be panicking a little themselves at the sight. Besides, they know he's good with water in the Organization, all of them, Axel included. If Axel survives, he'd probably be pissed off at the lack of help, if he wasn't here specifically to hunt him down, and that would ice any possible charity straight away. He might earn himself a bit of gratitude, too, or at least possibly some mercy..... Axel had never seemed to be quite the hard ass that Xaldin was, after all.
.....Damn. It'll put him directly in the crosshairs for sure, but in the long run, it's the better way to try and ensure his own safety; he can always bolt while Axel's recovering. Myde very carefully lays down his instrument case, kicks off his sandals, and runs for the hot tub, waving the other band members away as he goes. Better that the others are gone, if this turns ugly..... easier to make excuses for himself, if nobody sees him doing anything weird.]
It's okay! It's okay, I got it--I got training! Just go on, alright?
[Within moments, Myde is splashing down into the hot tub with him, still fully clothed. He gulps in a deep breath and ducks down into the water, wrapping his arms around Lea and hugging him to his chest to haul past the surface. It's not long before he's moving to drag him out of the hot tub entirely, hands on his shoulder and ass to roll him onto his side.]