[ She peers a little closer, and as she does, the marks beneath the water drift- no, slither closer to the surface. Suddenly, in the mix of glowing blue and stone gray, a big, yellow eye opens, fixing its gaze on them both.
Maya has enough time to mutter "Oh fuck", when the thing in the water surges forward. Water erupts from the lake, showering down on them both- so Maya had doubly jinxed them, because now it's raining, in a sense, and there is definitely something here that wants to eat them.
That something is a serpent, reminiscent of a sea serpent from old myths, stone gray and covered in swirling blue marks and frills and spikes. It looms over them, its head nearly reaching the ceiling of the cave, baring an impressive set of fangs.
Maya doesn't dare take her eyes off it, even as she's slowly backing away ]
[ Holy shit, is Peter's main thought. Along with holy fuck, and holy damn, and holy holy holy holy--
He stands and backs up as the water rises, though instinct tells him to cover his head, even as water washes over them both. And when the creature itself appears, Peter's jaw drops open and something cold settles in his gut.
(A part of him thinks, Creature from the Black Lagoon, but he's pretty sure that monster was more man-in-rubber-suit than eldritch-creature-from-the-deep, like this one is.)
The creature sways as it stares down at them, and Peter swallows nervously. ]
Yeah. [ His voice is hollow when he speaks. ] Yeah, running would be good.
[ He grabs Maya's hand and pulls, hauling the both of them toward the entrance. Now's not the time, he thinks, to say, I told you so. But rest assured, she won't hear the end of it if they get of this alive. ]
[ the instant they start moving, so does the serpent. It surges after them, moving far faster than anything that big has a right to.
It's smart, too, since it swings wide, circling them and effectively cutting them off from the entrance with its body. Every movement kicks up a shower of broken stone, and Maya tugs Peter close as the debris ricochets off her shield. ]
... If we make it out of this, I owe you big time for being a dumbass.
[ As he's saying it, he's grabbing up his blasters, taking fire at the creature's head. The gouts of flame seem to bounce off the creature without so much as fazing it.
Fire isn't effective against water types, Peter. Didn't you ever play Pokemon?
... Oh.
Right.
Peter switches his guns' settings, firing bolts of electricity instead -- and this seems more effective, at least; and though it doesn't harm the creature as much Peter would like, it at least serves a passable enough distraction. ]
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[ She peers a little closer, and as she does, the marks beneath the water drift- no, slither closer to the surface. Suddenly, in the mix of glowing blue and stone gray, a big, yellow eye opens, fixing its gaze on them both.
Maya has enough time to mutter "Oh fuck", when the thing in the water surges forward. Water erupts from the lake, showering down on them both- so Maya had doubly jinxed them, because now it's raining, in a sense, and there is definitely something here that wants to eat them.
That something is a serpent, reminiscent of a sea serpent from old myths, stone gray and covered in swirling blue marks and frills and spikes. It looms over them, its head nearly reaching the ceiling of the cave, baring an impressive set of fangs.
Maya doesn't dare take her eyes off it, even as she's slowly backing away ]
We should probably run.
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He stands and backs up as the water rises, though instinct tells him to cover his head, even as water washes over them both. And when the creature itself appears, Peter's jaw drops open and something cold settles in his gut.
(A part of him thinks, Creature from the Black Lagoon, but he's pretty sure that monster was more man-in-rubber-suit than eldritch-creature-from-the-deep, like this one is.)
The creature sways as it stares down at them, and Peter swallows nervously. ]
Yeah. [ His voice is hollow when he speaks. ] Yeah, running would be good.
[ He grabs Maya's hand and pulls, hauling the both of them toward the entrance. Now's not the time, he thinks, to say, I told you so. But rest assured, she won't hear the end of it if they get of this alive. ]
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It's smart, too, since it swings wide, circling them and effectively cutting them off from the entrance with its body. Every movement kicks up a shower of broken stone, and Maya tugs Peter close as the debris ricochets off her shield. ]
... If we make it out of this, I owe you big time for being a dumbass.
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[ As he's saying it, he's grabbing up his blasters, taking fire at the creature's head. The gouts of flame seem to bounce off the creature without so much as fazing it.
Fire isn't effective against water types, Peter. Didn't you ever play Pokemon?
... Oh.
Right.
Peter switches his guns' settings, firing bolts of electricity instead -- and this seems more effective, at least; and though it doesn't harm the creature as much Peter would like, it at least serves a passable enough distraction. ]
Can you find us a way out?