They had decided to start with a circle of the courtyard. It was the only source of real life they had seen in Landels that wasn't out to hunt right back, and seemed like it could be the safest place to begin their explorations. Fairly wide open, lots of foliage, and trees. Even though Brock hadn't been much of a tree climber as a kid, he had picked up Peter Parker's weird abilities, one of which was apparently being good at climbing just about anything. Heights still bothered Brock (just a little), but he'd rather experience vertigo from a branch than spend all night fending off packs of the mutated cats.
Seemed like a plan, at any rate. And it kept his mind focused to the present rather than the visitation earlier.
What definitely focused him was the sharp sense of something wrong when he stepped into the Sun Room. Brock was all for blundering in blindly like a human was supposed to, but his Other would have none of it - it jerked at the proper signals in his brain and his legs suddenly dropped out from under them, spilling Brock onto the floor in a crouch and very nearly giving him an unwanted taste of the carpet.
Before he knew it, the Other was moving their body in a fast crawl toward the gray shapes of the tables and couches near the wall, ignoring the fact that their knees were hurting and their hands were developing a nice case of carpet-burn.
What's going on? Brock demanded. Ow, will you stop that?
Quiet.
The symbiote ignored him and kept them crawling until they had some cover behind the big couches. It was a hunter. It knew instinctively when there was another such hunter in the area. Not another symbiote but...there was the distinct tang of blood in the room. Not enough to get them all hungry, but enough to raise mental flags and put them on their guard. They knew where the door was to the courtyard after being escorted there enough, but now wasn't the time for a blind rush.
Brock sighed. Now was a good time for Kasady to be here - he could use a psycho hill billy with an equally psycho symbiote to get in the way. He wouldn't have had any qualms about ditching Kasady to whatever had beaten them here.
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They had decided to start with a circle of the courtyard. It was the only source of real life they had seen in Landels that wasn't out to hunt right back, and seemed like it could be the safest place to begin their explorations. Fairly wide open, lots of foliage, and trees. Even though Brock hadn't been much of a tree climber as a kid, he had picked up Peter Parker's weird abilities, one of which was apparently being good at climbing just about anything. Heights still bothered Brock (just a little), but he'd rather experience vertigo from a branch than spend all night fending off packs of the mutated cats.
Seemed like a plan, at any rate. And it kept his mind focused to the present rather than the visitation earlier.
What definitely focused him was the sharp sense of something wrong when he stepped into the Sun Room. Brock was all for blundering in blindly like a human was supposed to, but his Other would have none of it - it jerked at the proper signals in his brain and his legs suddenly dropped out from under them, spilling Brock onto the floor in a crouch and very nearly giving him an unwanted taste of the carpet.
Before he knew it, the Other was moving their body in a fast crawl toward the gray shapes of the tables and couches near the wall, ignoring the fact that their knees were hurting and their hands were developing a nice case of carpet-burn.
What's going on? Brock demanded. Ow, will you stop that?
Quiet.
The symbiote ignored him and kept them crawling until they had some cover behind the big couches. It was a hunter. It knew instinctively when there was another such hunter in the area. Not another symbiote but...there was the distinct tang of blood in the room. Not enough to get them all hungry, but enough to raise mental flags and put them on their guard. They knew where the door was to the courtyard after being escorted there enough, but now wasn't the time for a blind rush.
Brock sighed. Now was a good time for Kasady to be here - he could use a psycho hill billy with an equally psycho symbiote to get in the way. He wouldn't have had any qualms about ditching Kasady to whatever had beaten them here.