Brainy's not physically injured. That's the only good news. It doesn't immediately connect why he's raving incomprehensibly and being so careless - the latter could easily be attributed to the fact that he normally has a forcefield protecting him but the rest-
The mention of Umbra is what reminds him, bringing up a memory of the report from the attack on the UP president and a crucial fact the other Legionnaire had never bothered to share prior to that point... Eyes narrowing in fury as he realises what's been done, Rokk reaches down to grab his teammate's arm so he can haul him upright. He can't afford to take things slow, to try to help Brainy to focus right now, it's too risky. They need to get somewhere defensible first.
If only Umbra, or Lyle or Imra were here... but they're not. He is.
"You're right, she's not here. This time you're going to have to pull it together on your own. Now get up, we need to move."
A threatening shape suddenly looms through the fog and Cos instinctively places himself between it and Brainiac, raising a hand to send one of the metal discs from the front of his costume shooting over to discourage the other from getting any closer.... Or that's what he tries. Instead he's met by the resounding hollowness where his mag-field used to be, never mind that he doesn't even have his own costume on so even if he weren't crippled it would still be useless...
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The mention of Umbra is what reminds him, bringing up a memory of the report from the attack on the UP president and a crucial fact the other Legionnaire had never bothered to share prior to that point... Eyes narrowing in fury as he realises what's been done, Rokk reaches down to grab his teammate's arm so he can haul him upright. He can't afford to take things slow, to try to help Brainy to focus right now, it's too risky. They need to get somewhere defensible first.
If only Umbra, or Lyle or Imra were here... but they're not. He is.
"You're right, she's not here. This time you're going to have to pull it together on your own. Now get up, we need to move."
A threatening shape suddenly looms through the fog and Cos instinctively places himself between it and Brainiac, raising a hand to send one of the metal discs from the front of his costume shooting over to discourage the other from getting any closer.... Or that's what he tries. Instead he's met by the resounding hollowness where his mag-field used to be, never mind that he doesn't even have his own costume on so even if he weren't crippled it would still be useless...