Well okay then, guess he doesn't get to keep half of his clothing. He's not entirely happy about that...nor does he like repeatedly being smacked, huffing and taking a swing at his tentacle enemy, missing by several inches.
At least he could move better, and wasn't actually being restrained, so he could scoot back a little bit--not much, as he encountered more of the shell pieces he'd felt earlier, which felt worse on bare skin. He'd decided against magic earlier, but changed his mind now, beginning the incantation for Electri.
...Which was cut off a syllable in by a sharp intake of breath. The tentacle was doing more than stripping him, it was trying to get inside him.
"Wh-what the...?" He didn't sign up for this. This is too weird.
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Date: 2013-10-15 04:51 am (UTC)At least he could move better, and wasn't actually being restrained, so he could scoot back a little bit--not much, as he encountered more of the shell pieces he'd felt earlier, which felt worse on bare skin. He'd decided against magic earlier, but changed his mind now, beginning the incantation for Electri.
...Which was cut off a syllable in by a sharp intake of breath. The tentacle was doing more than stripping him, it was trying to get inside him.
"Wh-what the...?" He didn't sign up for this. This is too weird.