[ Congratulations! Only a few creepy steps above a sewer clown! ]
[ She shouldn't, but she is. She's so damn scared of everything that moves in this stupid fantasy world, but if the guy really has been hanging here for an hour... He should really stay hanging here for a couple more, holy shit. An exasperated noise tinged with disgust escapes her under her breath. ]
You don't get quick and gentle, [ she groans before darting forward, closing the space between them in the span of a few strides. Things move out of the corner of her eye—the underbrush in the wind or the snakelike vines, she can't tell. God help her, her focus is squared on those stupid puckered lips... Which she pays for dearly as sure enough, something loops round her ankle and she pitches forward. Catching herself against his chest, she lets out a cry as the vines quickly begin to slither over her wrist. ]
I thought you said they weren't fast!
[ God, maybe he's right after all and it's just excited to smack its Barbie dolls together. She yanks and shoves at him in a sudden panic, to no avail. The knife is still clutched in her free hand, but maybe she knows better than to go frenetically jabbing it at slippery things between chests and wrists. Maybe she's just too spooked to remember she has it. ]
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[ She shouldn't, but she is. She's so damn scared of everything that moves in this stupid fantasy world, but if the guy really has been hanging here for an hour... He should really stay hanging here for a couple more, holy shit. An exasperated noise tinged with disgust escapes her under her breath. ]
You don't get quick and gentle, [ she groans before darting forward, closing the space between them in the span of a few strides. Things move out of the corner of her eye—the underbrush in the wind or the snakelike vines, she can't tell. God help her, her focus is squared on those stupid puckered lips... Which she pays for dearly as sure enough, something loops round her ankle and she pitches forward. Catching herself against his chest, she lets out a cry as the vines quickly begin to slither over her wrist. ]
I thought you said they weren't fast!
[ God, maybe he's right after all and it's just excited to smack its Barbie dolls together. She yanks and shoves at him in a sudden panic, to no avail. The knife is still clutched in her free hand, but maybe she knows better than to go frenetically jabbing it at slippery things between chests and wrists. Maybe she's just too spooked to remember she has it. ]