[ Being blasted off like Team Rocket or in this case manhandled by Kaoru's telekinesis is sort of nostalgic, but not so good for his (increasingly shitty) health. So he collects his wits and teleports out of the creature's grasp, reappearing just out of tentacle range.
Give him a second. And then he says, as casually as he can muster, given the circumstances: ]
Heh. Thanks.
[ He cracks his neck; and then straightens his surgical gown and repositions his mask, which have come quite seriously awry with all the thwacking, and gazes at the creature with a glint in his eyes like polished steel.
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Give him a second. And then he says, as casually as he can muster, given the circumstances: ]
Heh. Thanks.
[ He cracks his neck; and then straightens his surgical gown and repositions his mask, which have come quite seriously awry with all the thwacking, and gazes at the creature with a glint in his eyes like polished steel.
Time for round #2, tentacle monster. ]