07-11-2018, 09:02 PM
Drawing blood was fine with Washington. It would have been better again if he had a gun as it would make his life a whole lot easier. What surprised him though was that even as something as large as him, he was only able to get a couple scales off. Which just didn't seem right considering that he was basically the weight of a car slamming into something and it had little to no effect. Unless this thing was modified like a Spartan, then this wasn't natural. Although it was a dinosaur so what did he really end up knowing. Considering how much his flesh was ripping he knew that there was probably going to be an issue with that the other was probably going to rip flesh off of his body. That's what he would do if he was in the position of the thing after all. Washington was going to have to stop that, even if there was plenty of flesh on his flank that he wouldn't bleed out to death all that easily. His skin was thick thanks to all the scars that dotted him, and it wasn't all that easy to dig into either. So, it would have been a small amount of flesh that would have been ripped off if he allowed it. From where he was at before Delta could pull away from him, Washinton would turn his body so that he was laying on his side and where Delta was next to him. From there, he would use his back legs and aim to wrap them around the raptors head. Having done that, he would use the good portion of the muscles that made up his thighs and squeeze them together, and while he did that it meant that Delta wouldn't be able to completely let go of him as he held her to his body. Thanks to the flexible spine of the feline, and him being on his side he would aim to curl his body so that he could go against Delta's head again, bringing her closer to his front paws if it worked. From there, he would aim to sink his claws into her left eye which was facing him, while using the other paw to try and rip through the raptors mouth. He was a large species, meaning his brute force could come in handy, and the raptors weren't exactly invisible. They were just reptiles after all. He had fought agianst worse odds even if he was bleeding down his side now. That was going to be a bitch to fix. This thing was pissing him off. The scar on the back of his neck was starting to burn, and sparks started to fly off of the Freelancer's armor. The Freelancer's powers that he knew nothing about reacting to the rage that was coursing through his body, which had been what happened when he was furious against Church. The electrical sparks would be somewhat hard to see and might not even be perceived as a threat. The ground beneath them would start to vibrate slightly underneatn him. "speech"
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