Near watched Brooklyn as the other man searched, so much as he could in the darkness. The time at rest allowed his breathing to return to normal, and the pain of his body to come at him as the biological buffer caused by excitement and terror faded away. It hurt to move, more so than it hurt to not move, so Near stayed where he was, and looked over the monster, considering. He and Brooklyn both would do well to clean off the wounds; mouth and claws would hardly be sterile anyway, and the creature itself was in an advanced state of decay. Was that a side effect of whatever process had put it together?
Brooklyn returned after a brief period, and Near silently nodded when he was offered the item. He quickly identified it as a stun gun, the hand-held version that was highly effective, but required the target to be in arm's reach to use. He wouldn't complain, however, as that night had made it clear just how quickly the creatures of this place could get close.
Of course, Brooklyn had a claim to the item as well, a stronger one than Near did. Because he hadn't announced the find, Near assumed that the other didn't have knowledge of the item, or what it did. He held it up, thumb on the trigger. "This is called a stun gun, or a tazer. If you press the switch where my thumb is, it will release an electric charge." He did so, letting the sharp sound of crackling energy fill the room for a brief moment. "This is designed for use against humans, but it will likely be effective on most creatures. A single discharge is enough to temporarily stun most people, though it can be fatal if applied repeatedly in a brief window of time."
"It's yours if you want it. Of the two of us, you did the most work to earn it." Near knew that it was a valuable item in this place where weapons were in high demand. He also knew, from his personality type, that Brooklyn would likely refuse it. Near had been heavily injured, and Brooklyn's reactions indicated a level of guilt, one that perhaps had grown stronger since he'd treated Near's injuries. Regardless, if the man wanted the tazer, Near would give it to him. He was certain it wouldn't be wasted in Brooklyn's hands.
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Brooklyn returned after a brief period, and Near silently nodded when he was offered the item. He quickly identified it as a stun gun, the hand-held version that was highly effective, but required the target to be in arm's reach to use. He wouldn't complain, however, as that night had made it clear just how quickly the creatures of this place could get close.
Of course, Brooklyn had a claim to the item as well, a stronger one than Near did. Because he hadn't announced the find, Near assumed that the other didn't have knowledge of the item, or what it did. He held it up, thumb on the trigger. "This is called a stun gun, or a tazer. If you press the switch where my thumb is, it will release an electric charge." He did so, letting the sharp sound of crackling energy fill the room for a brief moment. "This is designed for use against humans, but it will likely be effective on most creatures. A single discharge is enough to temporarily stun most people, though it can be fatal if applied repeatedly in a brief window of time."
"It's yours if you want it. Of the two of us, you did the most work to earn it." Near knew that it was a valuable item in this place where weapons were in high demand. He also knew, from his personality type, that Brooklyn would likely refuse it. Near had been heavily injured, and Brooklyn's reactions indicated a level of guilt, one that perhaps had grown stronger since he'd treated Near's injuries. Regardless, if the man wanted the tazer, Near would give it to him. He was certain it wouldn't be wasted in Brooklyn's hands.