11-22-2018, 11:18 PM
Jacinda slammed into the wall, propelled by the harpy. Snapping snarling teeth- seriously, this thing needed a dentist, what with the scraps of flesh and some stank nasty breath- in her face. She dropped to the shallow side of along the shallow side of the pool, thing on her, one stave pressed at the neck, keeping its teeth from adding her to its collection of nastiness.
Jacinda's back spasmed at the hit. Great. Just great. She did not want to spend anymore time trapped in the house recovering. One of its razor claws slashed at her side while the other tried to push away the stave blocking its meal. Damn, but it hurt and Jacinda's shoulder- the place Ten had patched up, scraped and tore.
This was getting old. She fumbled with her hand, trying to pull the other stave that was trapped by the writhing creature. She shoved off slightly, just enough to free it, thumb already pressing the trigger.
The harpies eyes went wide at the sound but before it could turn to stop it, Jacinda had jabbed the arcing fork to its head. It spasmed, kicking and bouncing on Jacinda, for what seemed an eternity before knocking its head against hers.
And then her own head spasmed at the touch, feeling the arcing electricity like a blow. Thankfully her arm dropped, breaking the connection.
Jacinda lay there, head spinning. Well that was a new one, she thought through the fog. She had been mildly aware of the current throught their touchingg bodies, before their heads connected. It made her body tingle slightly. But the upped amps and volts had felt like a kick to the head when direct contact of their heads happened.
She couldn't move for a bit, the stink of burned hair and flesh filling her nose, the surprisingly heavy weight across her body trapping her. God she hoped it was dead. Had to be. It'd had at least 5 or 10 seconds of tazing at those levels.
At last she had enough strength to move her arm, still shaking, to push the thing off. Carefully she slid back, mindless of the cold went beneath her, arm quivering as she tried to hold the stave up just in case.
No movement. She sat up slowly, ready, and tilted the head of the thing warily. Something had begun to drip from its nose, red and grey.
Yep. Thing was dead alright, leaking brains an all.
Leaning against a wall she stood up, swaying on her feet, stumbling as she followed it, she called out to Ten above, "I got it! You see any more?"
The large open pipe was ahead. Warily, getting closer she added without stopping her scan of the night sky, "Hey! You in there? Dead yet?"
Jacinda's back spasmed at the hit. Great. Just great. She did not want to spend anymore time trapped in the house recovering. One of its razor claws slashed at her side while the other tried to push away the stave blocking its meal. Damn, but it hurt and Jacinda's shoulder- the place Ten had patched up, scraped and tore.
This was getting old. She fumbled with her hand, trying to pull the other stave that was trapped by the writhing creature. She shoved off slightly, just enough to free it, thumb already pressing the trigger.
The harpies eyes went wide at the sound but before it could turn to stop it, Jacinda had jabbed the arcing fork to its head. It spasmed, kicking and bouncing on Jacinda, for what seemed an eternity before knocking its head against hers.
And then her own head spasmed at the touch, feeling the arcing electricity like a blow. Thankfully her arm dropped, breaking the connection.
Jacinda lay there, head spinning. Well that was a new one, she thought through the fog. She had been mildly aware of the current throught their touchingg bodies, before their heads connected. It made her body tingle slightly. But the upped amps and volts had felt like a kick to the head when direct contact of their heads happened.
She couldn't move for a bit, the stink of burned hair and flesh filling her nose, the surprisingly heavy weight across her body trapping her. God she hoped it was dead. Had to be. It'd had at least 5 or 10 seconds of tazing at those levels.
At last she had enough strength to move her arm, still shaking, to push the thing off. Carefully she slid back, mindless of the cold went beneath her, arm quivering as she tried to hold the stave up just in case.
No movement. She sat up slowly, ready, and tilted the head of the thing warily. Something had begun to drip from its nose, red and grey.
Yep. Thing was dead alright, leaking brains an all.
Leaning against a wall she stood up, swaying on her feet, stumbling as she followed it, she called out to Ten above, "I got it! You see any more?"
The large open pipe was ahead. Warily, getting closer she added without stopping her scan of the night sky, "Hey! You in there? Dead yet?"