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Iscariot · 05-24-2024, 06:34 PM

He's got directions for her, and Iscariot's expression remains drawn. Snarling and snapping at the problem on hand, vicious as she gnashes her teeth. Distraction, and an annoying one at that. Dancing on the edge of the beast's range, flirting with disaster. Flirting with destruction. There's a gleeful laugh that builds in her throat, alongside the scarier sounds. Keep the grizzly's attention, keep him distracted, don't get hit-- that's it, right?

As a last ditch effort, the beast's head snaps around to hers as he stumbles. Teeth make contact with her muzzle, though the bludgeoning damage is far worse than the slashing. Iscariot stumbles in the same breath, head beginning to spin. One step, then two, at least she's out from under the bear as she crumples after a moment. Catching her cheek in her own teeth, blood filling her mouth.

"Bears are cunty," she offers a bloody smile before spitting on the patchy snow beside her, bright red. "Been worse," though as she pulls herself to her feet, the world around Iscariot swims. Slips, slides from one direction to the other. Planting her ass back firmly on the ground, she can wait a minute.

"You 'n me both." She pauses, catching her breath. Not her first rodeo, but it's also wild to think about knowing what she did on her... second rodeo. Don't get stuck on the turn of phrase, dumbass. They'd done alright together, and the bear is suitably disarmed. Death before disarming, or something like that. The right to bear arms? Ha. "Thanks for bailing me out." Perhaps a rare moment of appreciation, but Iscariot recognized well the gravity of what she'd stepped into.

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