dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
She slips a bit as the giant makes a fuss about her attack, talons raking acros its eyes instead of plunging into it. Wessex hisses back, though it’s lost in the roarin of beasts, her fangs bared as she scrambles to keep a hold of its face. And in the midst of all that, she sees the giant’s hand come down out of the corner of her eye and scrambles to move so that if she’s lucky, it ends up hitting itself. (Why are you hitting yourself, Frost Giant?)
If she’s successful in avoiding his hand, she will try to turn her lasers on on its own scratched and damaged eyes, attempting to boil the jelly inside and bore down, down, down, into something far more delicate, important, and vital.
[idek know at this point, sorry >.> ]
If she’s successful in avoiding his hand, she will try to turn her lasers on on its own scratched and damaged eyes, attempting to boil the jelly inside and bore down, down, down, into something far more delicate, important, and vital.
[idek know at this point, sorry >.> ]
