SAMUEL
Stretch out my life
And pick the seams out
Sam was happy enough to have been have some use in a fight without necessarily getting to do all the cool moves he wanted to. He crawled away quickly and didn't quite smile as he heard Smashy yell, but felt better than he possibly should have done with the wound in his leg.
Wessex yelling to him that he was 'up', though - immediate panic. Up to do what? Desperately he looked about to see if there was something he was meant to be doing (and if it involved standing on his very painful leg, it wasn't going to happy). But without anything obvious he instead reached out in front of him, trying to grab at Cleric's ankles and pull them back, hopefully banging their head against the Mathair in the process.
He wasn't sure quite why he'd ended up so positioned against this one Fae, but he knew that the healing was making this whole process longer, and the sooner it could be over the better.
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Sam tries to grab Cleric's ankles and make them fall over! (And maybe hit their head...?)
Wessex yelling to him that he was 'up', though - immediate panic. Up to do what? Desperately he looked about to see if there was something he was meant to be doing (and if it involved standing on his very painful leg, it wasn't going to happy). But without anything obvious he instead reached out in front of him, trying to grab at Cleric's ankles and pull them back, hopefully banging their head against the Mathair in the process.
He wasn't sure quite why he'd ended up so positioned against this one Fae, but he knew that the healing was making this whole process longer, and the sooner it could be over the better.
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Sam tries to grab Cleric's ankles and make them fall over! (And maybe hit their head...?)
take what you like
but close my ears and eyes
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