[Thankfully, Wolfwood has fantastic dex. He slaps the pen flying through the air to send it spinning and catches it. Just as their problem beast tries to bite him. Up the other nostril, it goes.
He drops the board as it rolls around on the ground clawing at its nose.] Time to go.
[No by your leave. No hey you mind. He picks her up, under one arm and sprints away from the beasts emerging at the scent of blood. Yet, before he bolts he snatches up her notepad and grips it in his teeth. Seems important.
He gets scratched for his troubles, but they're running for the hotel door.] At least there are no fucking worms to deal with on top of this!
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He drops the board as it rolls around on the ground clawing at its nose.] Time to go.
[No by your leave. No hey you mind. He picks her up, under one arm and sprints away from the beasts emerging at the scent of blood. Yet, before he bolts he snatches up her notepad and grips it in his teeth. Seems important.
He gets scratched for his troubles, but they're running for the hotel door.] At least there are no fucking worms to deal with on top of this!