[Taking down an akuma without Chat Noir at her side was a possibility Ladybug had already thought of, but the reality of it is much harder than she would have expected. She has to keep going, though, and keep the promise she'd made her partner to stay safe while he was handling things in his civilian life.
As Ladybug races across the rooftops, she spies some people on the streets and leaps down.]
You have to get out of here! The akuma's heading this way!
[It's not until the words are out of her mouth that she actually notices what one of them is wearing: an outfit with colors as bright and eyecatching as hers, and a mask to top it all off. She doesn't have time to wonder about it, though. There's a telltale hiss of the akuma's sand on concrete, and Ladybug whirls around to face the threat, putting herself between the akuma and the civilians trying to escape.]
Iͥ̀ ͗̓ͥ͞a̸ͫ͑̈̐̽m ̸̓ͯͫͣD́̈̂͗͐̆͘r̨̒̓ͯe̒͋̇̈̚ảͣ͂͊̂̀͏mͪ͒́̔c̈ͣ͆̽̾ͯa͊͒̇ͬ̎ͫͮ҉t̐͛̐cͭ̌̈h͗ë͌͂̑̇̀r̵̃̃̏̋̋.̐̃ͧͧͧ͝ [Comes the whispering voice of the girl Hawkmoth's targeted this time.] I̾ͯ̇ͦ͝ ͂t͆̉͌̏̎ḣ̀͌̂̂̔̃͢i͝n̔̊̀͢kͥ͆ ̶i̿̓ͦ͞t'͐̈̔ͫs͐ͮ̾̄͂ͣ ̓ͬ̔̌͜t̵ͯ̈́ͦ̅ͮ̏i̐͑̉̓͒͂͏m̄ͥ̍̓̔̚͜ě̊ͬ͗ͨ ̍͂ͣ̒t̃̚oͧ̀̎ ̉s̛͆̄a̾͋͗ͮͫ̂͢y̏̒ ̊gͧ̍ͯ҉o̶͊̑̈́̄̐ò͌̎͞d̿̌͐̉͠nͪ͐͗̌̀i͐͑̏g̓̏h̛̾t͒ͥͩͣ.͐̉̑̎ͧ̇
[The ribbons and feathers decorating the akuma's outfit flutter ominously as the dream-sand circles around her almost lazily. Ladybug keeps a wary eye on her, knowing that getting trapped by the sand will instantly put her to sleep.]
for damian
As Ladybug races across the rooftops, she spies some people on the streets and leaps down.]
You have to get out of here! The akuma's heading this way!
[It's not until the words are out of her mouth that she actually notices what one of them is wearing: an outfit with colors as bright and eyecatching as hers, and a mask to top it all off. She doesn't have time to wonder about it, though. There's a telltale hiss of the akuma's sand on concrete, and Ladybug whirls around to face the threat, putting herself between the akuma and the civilians trying to escape.]
Iͥ̀ ͗̓ͥ͞a̸ͫ͑̈̐̽m ̸̓ͯͫͣD́̈̂͗͐̆͘r̨̒̓ͯe̒͋̇̈̚ảͣ͂͊̂̀͏mͪ͒́̔c̈ͣ͆̽̾ͯa͊͒̇ͬ̎ͫͮ҉t̐͛̐cͭ̌̈h͗ë͌͂̑̇̀r̵̃̃̏̋̋.̐̃ͧͧͧ͝ [Comes the whispering voice of the girl Hawkmoth's targeted this time.] I̾ͯ̇ͦ͝ ͂t͆̉͌̏̎ḣ̀͌̂̂̔̃͢i͝n̔̊̀͢kͥ͆ ̶i̿̓ͦ͞t'͐̈̔ͫs͐ͮ̾̄͂ͣ ̓ͬ̔̌͜t̵ͯ̈́ͦ̅ͮ̏i̐͑̉̓͒͂͏m̄ͥ̍̓̔̚͜ě̊ͬ͗ͨ ̍͂ͣ̒t̃̚oͧ̀̎ ̉s̛͆̄a̾͋͗ͮͫ̂͢y̏̒ ̊gͧ̍ͯ҉o̶͊̑̈́̄̐ò͌̎͞d̿̌͐̉͠nͪ͐͗̌̀i͐͑̏g̓̏h̛̾t͒ͥͩͣ.͐̉̑̎ͧ̇
[The ribbons and feathers decorating the akuma's outfit flutter ominously as the dream-sand circles around her almost lazily. Ladybug keeps a wary eye on her, knowing that getting trapped by the sand will instantly put her to sleep.]