[“If we can pin it down”, she says, like it should be such a simple task. Can she not see the size of that thing? Erik wrinkles his brow in obvious disapproval — not necessarily at the plan, but at the jabbing forelegs, the glisten of green on a pair of fangs.
Erik lets go of her arm, grabbing for his second dagger. He feels a little like a kitten baring its front claws at a lion, but at least he’s a scrappy kitten.]
I guess so?! [Is there much choice in the matter? He’ll do his best not to get bitten. Or eaten.] What do you plan on doing?!
[ Yachiyo seems almost too calm in the face of a spider that very clearly wants them for a snack, but she wasn't joking about having done this for seven years. And reigning in the more excited fighting partners, for that matter. ]
But in order to do that, I can't let it see what I'm doing, and I'll need to aim for above it.
[ What... little space there is, granted, this sucker's monstrous in all meanings of the word. ]
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Erik lets go of her arm, grabbing for his second dagger. He feels a little like a kitten baring its front claws at a lion, but at least he’s a scrappy kitten.]
I guess so?! [Is there much choice in the matter? He’ll do his best not to get bitten. Or eaten.] What do you plan on doing?!
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[ Yachiyo seems almost too calm in the face of a spider that very clearly wants them for a snack, but she wasn't joking about having done this for seven years. And reigning in the more excited fighting partners, for that matter. ]
But in order to do that, I can't let it see what I'm doing, and I'll need to aim for above it.
[ What... little space there is, granted, this sucker's monstrous in all meanings of the word. ]