Date: 2007-03-08 06:29 am (UTC)
Ryan's getting a little frantic at the lack of oxygen as he tries to get his pocket open. Yes! He's got-no wait, wait, HA! There they are! Ryan pulls out his concussion grenades, all two of them, pulls the pins, and pushes the canisters behind him. He pulls Suzi so she's centred in front of his body, protected as best she can be from the blast.



A section of the worm's side bursts open in a shower of guts and gore, Ryan and Suzi completely covered by the wave of goo. Air! He draws a deep breath, hacking and gagging past the smell, already starting to shake an arm free of the goop.




Bloody charming, this is.
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