-She gets up, zeroing in on Audrey and pulling her into a hug-
I am always so scared you will leave. Leave and not say goodbye.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-in the bushes, Eve can see movement-
-before a rock is thrown dead-accurately at her gun-
-telepathically, Kitt tries to locate the stand, and then when she does, she decides she's going to attack the stand rather than the user-
-Ches is trying to stay calm, and find his jacket-
-to him, this calls for desperate circumstances-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postI like the dark. It is black and safe. I can hear and feel more.
-Squeezes tighter-
Though those loud people on the far end are starting to bother me with their yelling and crashing.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Yes, just through that doorway, there's all kinds of noi— mmmmph?
-Gets a faceful of Aki hands-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Kitt quickly dodges to the side, trying to avoid anything sharp-
-before communicating to Ches- {Don't attack him- attack the smaller thing, maybe it'll make a difference?}
{I've already decided this might require a lethal approach. There's no way to restrain both him and whatever he has attacking us. I'm going to find my gun- and then you just have to tell me where he is.}
{Ches you know you can't do that.}
{... Maybe so- but how else are we going to win? Knockout?}
-Kitt tries to keep a distance from the stand, with successive blasts of compressed air towards it, before she tries to telepathically attack the man himself, practically trying to force information out of him-
-a deer falls out of the bushes, you shot bambi-
-after a moment, Eve can hear something rustle in the branches at the treeline-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postSounds on the other side of that room. I think there's a fight happening.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-no confirmed hits again, Eve-
-just aside of where it was rustling, it rustles again-
-it seems he might be behind a particular tree-
{Ches look out- kick backwards!}
-instinctively, Ches follows her order, trying to kick towards where Ebony Devil is-
-Kitt follows up, by trying to read the user's mind-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Kitt, gets an idea- {Ches- I've got an idea.}
{What is it?} -Ches paces around the room, trying to find his jacket-
{We lock him in the cupboard he was looking through.}
{What will that do-?}
{Allow us to focus on the small thing.}
{Do you even know where he is in relation to that?}
{Well if I had a light... otherwise only a rough idea.}
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

He's keeping silent now, self-aware enough not to give out his location.
Although you can still hear the clacking, scurrying all across the room, smashing random objects, generally causing havoc.