Jen almost misses the back of the bug that she was aiming for, as it twists around rearing, trying to intercept her flight path. But despite her size, Jen's flexible enough to turn enough so that she plants both feet on its neck at point of full impact. THWOOOM, and the roach loses balance, toppling over, but too many legs are still squirming.
Damn, they're faster than she'd thought, and she doesn't want to explode slime all over the place again if it's a vector for possession. With mitted hands, she grabs the bug's neck and jerks backward as hard as she can; there's some resistance, and then CRACK.
Now that Goldy's mentioned the lack of amenties, a nice tall glass of icy Gatorade would be nice right about now. Green, of course. Why can't superpowered battles be fought with scheduled breaks for tea, like they did back in the 18th century?
That thought dissipates almost as soon as it coalesces when the building begins to shake.
"Oracle? Zed? What's going on?"
And what happened to the kid? She's ready to start ripping open roach digestive tracks to find him, if he's been subverted into a snack.
Re: Landing bay
Date: 2007-03-07 06:27 am (UTC)Damn, they're faster than she'd thought, and she doesn't want to explode slime all over the place again if it's a vector for possession. With mitted hands, she grabs the bug's neck and jerks backward as hard as she can; there's some resistance, and then CRACK.
Now that Goldy's mentioned the lack of amenties, a nice tall glass of icy Gatorade would be nice right about now. Green, of course. Why can't superpowered battles be fought with scheduled breaks for tea, like they did back in the 18th century?
That thought dissipates almost as soon as it coalesces when the building begins to shake.
"Oracle? Zed? What's going on?"
And what happened to the kid? She's ready to start ripping open roach digestive tracks to find him, if he's been subverted into a snack.
"Where's the kid?"
Oh, hell. Still more bugs.