Ow, ow, ow. That had not been a minor bite at all. Klavier had thankfully managed to get the stupid thing off, but he could still feel the sharp sting of the bite in his leg. But even worse, it burned. He couldn't say he'd ever been bitten by anything before (except for getting snapped at by Vongole that one time), but he was certain it shouldn't have burned like this. Something was wrong. Of course, there was no way to tell since he wasn't going to dare pull his eyes away to examine his wound.
The one he'd kicked away was -- UGH! UGGGGH! They're so disgusting!! -- incapacitated for the moment. The other one had decided it wanted a bite of him for itself and was now charging at him without giving him much chance to recover from the first one's assault. God, could they actually eat him? And if there really was the possibility of there being more in here...
The sudden thought of these things swarming him was so terrifying and so unbearable, he could not possibly stand to be in that room another minute. But making a run for it was not going to be a simple task with his leg like this. And this second one was not giving him much chance to think or even try limping away.
He grabbed the pipe from his shoulder bag and waited a second or two for the thing to run closer, other hand keeping the flashlight on it. Oh God. This was gross. This was so gross. Even with the risk of getting another bite if he didn't, he wasn't sure how much he could bring himself to hit this thing or in any way touch it, even secondhand. But he brought the pipe up, and when the thing was unfortunately in range, he slammed it down. The aim was to crush the thing, which on its own was disgusting enough for him to squeeze his eyes shut while he swung down.
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The one he'd kicked away was -- UGH! UGGGGH! They're so disgusting!! -- incapacitated for the moment. The other one had decided it wanted a bite of him for itself and was now charging at him without giving him much chance to recover from the first one's assault. God, could they actually eat him? And if there really was the possibility of there being more in here...
The sudden thought of these things swarming him was so terrifying and so unbearable, he could not possibly stand to be in that room another minute. But making a run for it was not going to be a simple task with his leg like this. And this second one was not giving him much chance to think or even try limping away.
He grabbed the pipe from his shoulder bag and waited a second or two for the thing to run closer, other hand keeping the flashlight on it. Oh God. This was gross. This was so gross. Even with the risk of getting another bite if he didn't, he wasn't sure how much he could bring himself to hit this thing or in any way touch it, even secondhand. But he brought the pipe up, and when the thing was unfortunately in range, he slammed it down. The aim was to crush the thing, which on its own was disgusting enough for him to squeeze his eyes shut while he swung down.