undead friends arise to terrorize and plunder
hermes
12-31-2022, 11:34 PM
From the sounds of the shouting and carrying on, it was a child. There was a child stuck somewhere in the briar, but the question was... where? Where exactly was that child? Jack considers for a long moment, and then another long moment. Was she obligated to help the creature? Children, ugh. Boisterous creatures, though this one was vulgar-- much like Jack herself. She pried another chunk of burdock from her coat, grumbling as she did. She wiped the fibers on the grass around her, sighing heavily. The pup seemed to pull himself from the tangle and into the clearing, he was getting closer. Finally coming into view, the antihero assessed him carefully. Very carefully. Built strangely, what did they call them? Puppy uglies? All elbows and knees, bony and puppy pudgy all at once. At the thought of burning the briar to the ground, she couldn't help but let go a brassy chuckle. She couldn't help it. "You're making it worse, scratching like that." She inclined her head, beckoning him closer. "The worse the tangle, the harder they are to get out." Was she offering to help? Maybe. Maybe she was. Never can tell with Jack. Jack O’Malley looking half a corpse and half a god |
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