08-14-2018, 11:20 PM
Okay, two more people here. One was who he presumed to be a somewhat competent doctor, though those skills had yet to be proven to him thus far, and the other was someone prepared to distract a massive reptile."Can handle patient, yes - focus on retrieving assistance. Time,
imperative." The arachnid was half tempted to say that he had worse before, but running from an alligator while someone had a limp and a serious lack of survival instincts would have to go down in his notes as one of the most ridiculous operations he had ever pulled off. They were a good bunch - maybea little idiotic, but as long as they were afraid around the beast he was fine with stupidity. Fear kept people alive, but the absence of fear made people a little more like Leroy here, whose actions in a couple seconds changed Abathur's own mission parameters faster than he could even consciously register. As the wolfdog rotating, yelling out some nonsense about band-aids, the spider would also change his direction, limbs digging deep into the mud to slow his momentum faster, turning to charge towards Leroy and perform the arachnid approximation of a tackle on the dog - the canine was bigger than him by a quite a bit, so the best he could accomplish was latching onto his functional hind leg and pull backwards, doing his best to assure Leroy did not in fact run face-first into the snapping maw of a creature somehow crazier than even him. "Band-aids do more to help live subject than subject murdered by alligator," he shouted at the absolute madlad, watching in dismay as the battle raged onwards, ever closer to the idiot he was trying to delay.
imperative." The arachnid was half tempted to say that he had worse before, but running from an alligator while someone had a limp and a serious lack of survival instincts would have to go down in his notes as one of the most ridiculous operations he had ever pulled off. They were a good bunch - maybea little idiotic, but as long as they were afraid around the beast he was fine with stupidity. Fear kept people alive, but the absence of fear made people a little more like Leroy here, whose actions in a couple seconds changed Abathur's own mission parameters faster than he could even consciously register. As the wolfdog rotating, yelling out some nonsense about band-aids, the spider would also change his direction, limbs digging deep into the mud to slow his momentum faster, turning to charge towards Leroy and perform the arachnid approximation of a tackle on the dog - the canine was bigger than him by a quite a bit, so the best he could accomplish was latching onto his functional hind leg and pull backwards, doing his best to assure Leroy did not in fact run face-first into the snapping maw of a creature somehow crazier than even him. "Band-aids do more to help live subject than subject murdered by alligator," he shouted at the absolute madlad, watching in dismay as the battle raged onwards, ever closer to the idiot he was trying to delay.
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