Kaimana
Well that's a smell and a sound. Rubbing your wrist you trail behind Sam, feeling nausea rise in your gullet at the aroma that permeates the small tunnel. It's impressively repulsive, an excellent defense mechanism, and you find yourself wondering if it can turn it off and on like a skunk or a stinkbug might. Maybe once the creature is less frightened by your invasion, you suppose.
"D'ya think bitin' it'll help? It didn' give me any enhanced senses or anythin'. The exchange seems to be one way." Also, it looks and smells like it's probably poisonous. It is unfortunate that you didn't gain any abilities from your biting experience, and rather predatory of the Ascendeds, you think. Stopping further away than Sam does, you kneel down to the ground in as non-intimidating a posture you can manage, peering around the redhead Ascended to get as good a look as you can.
"D'ya think bitin' it'll help? It didn' give me any enhanced senses or anythin'. The exchange seems to be one way." Also, it looks and smells like it's probably poisonous. It is unfortunate that you didn't gain any abilities from your biting experience, and rather predatory of the Ascendeds, you think. Stopping further away than Sam does, you kneel down to the ground in as non-intimidating a posture you can manage, peering around the redhead Ascended to get as good a look as you can.
be kind, even on your bad days
