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Of Stone and Metal
Who: X-23 and TFP Ratchet
What: X-23 is chasing down an offensive centipede monster and Ratchet wants to check on the bloody organic
When: Sometime during the 2 week invasion from the Badlands (Jan 2013)
Where: Outer edge of the junkpile
Warnings: Blood, grump vs. grump
The monsters never seem to stop coming…but there is another monster waiting for them.
Ever since the first two attacked her without provocation, X-23 has been hunting the giant armored centipedes from the Badlands with only enough pause to rest her eyes and gather the necessary amount of food to keep moving at such an intense pace. Her keen sense of smell allows her to find food amongst the mountains of discards in the Junkpile, and to know when she is getting close to another unwelcome intruder in the Haven.
At the moment though, neither food nor rest are on her mind. Tossing the heavy tube aside after cutting the proboscis that the smaller sized centipede had attempted to jab her with a second time, the young female is eager to trim the rest of its appendages. The centipede however, handicapped without its method of feeding, has already watched its fellows fall to this wild organic and has other plans.
Running, for instance, might be good.
With the centipede monster turning its efforts to climb the nearest heap of junk, X-23 immediately hurries to follow, leaping up as high as she can before switching to climbing herself. The creature gains some distance from her, but is caught up momentarily on some loose debris before it reaches the top. Once there, it wastes no time and plunges straight down the opposite side to head towards an open hole in the ground between the junkpiles. As soon as X-23 reaches the top of the heap, she leaps forward, bringing her knees up to land only to leap again and slide on the next piece of scarp she lands on as though riding a snowboard. With the centipede scrambling in its flight, the small organic manages to cut off its attempt to escape down the hole and force it into a new direction along the ridge of discards.
Taking up the chase again, X-23 races along after the monster with her jacket tied around her waist and her left arm coated in red from the fresh wound it managed to open at her shoulder.
What: X-23 is chasing down an offensive centipede monster and Ratchet wants to check on the bloody organic
When: Sometime during the 2 week invasion from the Badlands (Jan 2013)
Where: Outer edge of the junkpile
Warnings: Blood, grump vs. grump
The monsters never seem to stop coming…but there is another monster waiting for them.
Ever since the first two attacked her without provocation, X-23 has been hunting the giant armored centipedes from the Badlands with only enough pause to rest her eyes and gather the necessary amount of food to keep moving at such an intense pace. Her keen sense of smell allows her to find food amongst the mountains of discards in the Junkpile, and to know when she is getting close to another unwelcome intruder in the Haven.
At the moment though, neither food nor rest are on her mind. Tossing the heavy tube aside after cutting the proboscis that the smaller sized centipede had attempted to jab her with a second time, the young female is eager to trim the rest of its appendages. The centipede however, handicapped without its method of feeding, has already watched its fellows fall to this wild organic and has other plans.
Running, for instance, might be good.
With the centipede monster turning its efforts to climb the nearest heap of junk, X-23 immediately hurries to follow, leaping up as high as she can before switching to climbing herself. The creature gains some distance from her, but is caught up momentarily on some loose debris before it reaches the top. Once there, it wastes no time and plunges straight down the opposite side to head towards an open hole in the ground between the junkpiles. As soon as X-23 reaches the top of the heap, she leaps forward, bringing her knees up to land only to leap again and slide on the next piece of scarp she lands on as though riding a snowboard. With the centipede scrambling in its flight, the small organic manages to cut off its attempt to escape down the hole and force it into a new direction along the ridge of discards.
Taking up the chase again, X-23 races along after the monster with her jacket tied around her waist and her left arm coated in red from the fresh wound it managed to open at her shoulder.