[The claw-appendage acts like a cork. He's not bleeding much. He's just standing there, gored, for a moment too long. He's stubbornly abstaining from allowing his arm to form into something more sinister -- it'd bring Takasugi too much joy.
On the other hand, having a massive spear through his stomach isn't he most pleasant thing he's ever experienced in his life. It's a whitehot pain, enough to floor him, but he's kind of being propped up. That pain sears and branches off in every direction -- he lasts about seven seconds before giving in, allowing a limb to morph and sharpen, whereby he'll cut that near-crustacean appendage right off.
Whereby the creature shrieks out in pain, winding and thrashing about, kicking up the swampass -- his suit's flecked with mysterious swamp shit in the process.
Talk about dramatique.]
So you noticed...
[Remiss, strained. He's backing up into the nearest tree, trying to Yogi Bear the claw out of his middle. It's stuck like a plug and while he could just pull it from the front, he needs some leverage for this to be a success.
Something like that.]
Will you just be spectating?
[The centipede is still freaking the hell out, albeit quietly...]
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On the other hand, having a massive spear through his stomach isn't he most pleasant thing he's ever experienced in his life. It's a whitehot pain, enough to floor him, but he's kind of being propped up. That pain sears and branches off in every direction -- he lasts about seven seconds before giving in, allowing a limb to morph and sharpen, whereby he'll cut that near-crustacean appendage right off.
Whereby the creature shrieks out in pain, winding and thrashing about, kicking up the swampass -- his suit's flecked with mysterious swamp shit in the process.
Talk about dramatique.]
So you noticed...
[Remiss, strained. He's backing up into the nearest tree, trying to Yogi Bear the claw out of his middle. It's stuck like a plug and while he could just pull it from the front, he needs some leverage for this to be a success.
Something like that.]
Will you just be spectating?
[The centipede is still freaking the hell out, albeit quietly...]