Well, shit. It didn't seem as if that thing was going to get off Ginji. While that DID bode well for Jack ('cause hey- it wasn't trying to hurt HIM), Jack recognized that it would be a bad P.R. move on his part to abandon this kid.
"What the hell is this thing?!" He cried, not exactly conscious of doing so.
At a loss for what else to do, Jack scampered behind the creature and tried to wrestle it into a hold long enough to free Ginji. He did this by sliding his arms under what appeared to be its shoulders and pinning it to his chest.
The minute he tried this, he realized the folly in his ways. Afterall, his collar bone was broken and his chest sliced open...
God damn it, it HURT even to breathe. He could feel his clothes soaking with blood again and he let loose more explatives. Still, he managed to hold on by reminding himself that he only needed to get the creature OFF Ginji and that the kid would owe him then. It was nice it was dark, though; if he decided to let the tears all this pain was causing flow, no one would see them.
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"What the hell is this thing?!" He cried, not exactly conscious of doing so.
At a loss for what else to do, Jack scampered behind the creature and tried to wrestle it into a hold long enough to free Ginji. He did this by sliding his arms under what appeared to be its shoulders and pinning it to his chest.
The minute he tried this, he realized the folly in his ways. Afterall, his collar bone was broken and his chest sliced open...
God damn it, it HURT even to breathe. He could feel his clothes soaking with blood again and he let loose more explatives. Still, he managed to hold on by reminding himself that he only needed to get the creature OFF Ginji and that the kid would owe him then. It was nice it was dark, though; if he decided to let the tears all this pain was causing flow, no one would see them.