[If Naren's habit of compartmentalising were just a little less ingrained, she might have afforded herself a moment to be impressed that Joss's head did not thwack straight into the ceiling. It was already close enough before he left the ground, how did he do that? Instead, the thought will simply torment her late at night.
In the meantime, she didn't survive this long by being slow to react in the face of danger. She strides up behind the dog, sack in one hand, sword in the other. Just as the creature realises it's hemmed in and takes aim at Joss's jerky once more - did it just make a revving sound this time? - she brings the entire sack down over its head, as if trapping a vilekin in a net.
Now it's the sack that is floating a few ilms off the ground. It squirms and paws at the fabric, emitting a predictably pitiful muffled whine. Outwardly unmoved, only a twitch of her tail betraying the complete blur the inside of her head is right now, Naren sheathes her weapon and takes the bundle of dog under her arm.]
Are you hurt?
[It's still squirming. She is definitely the worst person alive on this entire star.]
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In the meantime, she didn't survive this long by being slow to react in the face of danger. She strides up behind the dog, sack in one hand, sword in the other. Just as the creature realises it's hemmed in and takes aim at Joss's jerky once more - did it just make a revving sound this time? - she brings the entire sack down over its head, as if trapping a vilekin in a net.
Now it's the sack that is floating a few ilms off the ground. It squirms and paws at the fabric, emitting a predictably pitiful muffled whine. Outwardly unmoved, only a twitch of her tail betraying the complete blur the inside of her head is right now, Naren sheathes her weapon and takes the bundle of dog under her arm.]
Are you hurt?
[It's still squirming. She is definitely the worst person alive on this entire star.]