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One moment Loki is trying to kill the snake-monster before it gets any closer to civilization, and then next -
She jabs at its face, but with momentum intended to meet resistance, and there is none. With momentum intended to compensate for a dodge on the part of the creature, but it surges forward. She's engulfed, and then there is no snake, and there is no ground, and she's falling.
She gasps. The air is clean; she doesn't need to heal poison out of herself with each breath. She sees - floating land, of sorts, there, some kind of oddly geology-themed ship maybe. She could, potentially, turn Lævateinn into something with enough surface area to steer herself onto it rather than fall farther and suffer worse from the fall, but she just recently perfected a new...
She's a bird, a swift, and she catches the wind, and her spear is a twig clutched in her feet, and she wings her way to the land.
Rockeye's first glowfic. Loki (a Bell) falls on Nick in Cloudbank.
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purposeful_glory
cloudwanderer
There is not an immediate response. One of the tentacles went limp inside the ship's control room.
purposeful_glory
"Nick?"
Oh, damn.
Loki ties a tentacle to the ship's railing and runs down. "Nick?"
Oh, damn.
Loki ties a tentacle to the ship's railing and runs down. "Nick?"
cloudwanderer
She will find him bleeding from the head and slumped against a wall. His sword is stabbed into the limp tentacle.
"I'm okay. Mostly." He tries to get up. He stops trying to get up. "Ow. It didn't poison me, just slammed me into the wall. Did y'kill it?"
"I'm okay. Mostly." He tries to get up. He stops trying to get up. "Ow. It didn't poison me, just slammed me into the wall. Did y'kill it?"
purposeful_glory
"It's dead and tied to a railing by its tentacle." She looks at him for a moment, then sighs and taps him on the head. Ker-heal.
cloudwanderer
"...Ow?" He stands up. "Wha- I feel better than I've felt all week. How many decades did that one take?"
"...Sarcasm aside, thank you."
"...Sarcasm aside, thank you."
cloudwanderer
"I can't even imagine. It took me fifteen months to build my ship."
Noticing where his sword is, "Oh, I did manage to hit it after all. Not that it did much good."
Noticing where his sword is, "Oh, I did manage to hit it after all. Not that it did much good."
purposeful_glory
"Well, it's very intellectually stimulating work but I go through a lot of paper. That was one of the more time-consuming spells. The other healing ones built on some of the same groundwork, they didn't take as long. My first was fifty years. Is this the only room it tentacled its way into?"
cloudwanderer
"I think so, yes. It's the only room with any glass left. But, hey, we have a squid! Let's go start cutting off tentacles and putting them in the ice room."
He extracts his sword. There's a tentacle here, might as well get to work! Remove the last foot of the thing first, carefully, poison glands and all. Then cut it into light-enough-to-lift segments and carry the whole pile into the ice-room.
After taking care of the tentacle, well, there's some four dozen more up top so he heads to the roof.
He extracts his sword. There's a tentacle here, might as well get to work! Remove the last foot of the thing first, carefully, poison glands and all. Then cut it into light-enough-to-lift segments and carry the whole pile into the ice-room.
After taking care of the tentacle, well, there's some four dozen more up top so he heads to the roof.
purposeful_glory
Loki saws off tentacles too. With her little knife. Small doses.
cloudwanderer
After a while, Nick says, "I'm going to start trying to backtrack. Do you mind letting me know when the other tentacles are done? I want to try to recover the central body. That chitin looks inches thick, a solid piece of bone that big will make some great tools."
purposeful_glory
"Sure. And I assume the gas sac is still meant to be kept intact?"
cloudwanderer
"For now at least. The weight of all this squid without its gas sac will be good when we're ready to go back down."
purposeful_glory
"You can't, say, sell the sac? Will it eventually deflate on its own even if we don't cut it?"
cloudwanderer
"No and yes. Human-made gas sacs use goldbeater's skin, which is basically dried cow guts. Without a living creature to feed it, the squid's gas sac will die and start to decay within a week. Same way with any other floating critters."
cloudwanderer
So Nick gathers all the notes on direction and speed from the last few days, opens his navigation book to a wind chart, and starts calculating.
cloudwanderer
And by sunset the squid is packed away, gas sac safely disposed of, the engines are humming, and Nick predicts a two-day return journey.
purposeful_glory
"Nicely uneventful. Although you might want to consider investing in a helmet if there's the demand to support making a habit of this."
cloudwanderer
"Or possibly just some stronger glass - you seemed to be just fine by yourself up there. No need for me to get close to poison-spined tentacles if I don't have to."
purposeful_glory
"Of course. I've killed nastier monsters, some while unable to use magic."
purposeful_glory
"My first solo was a wyvern," she reminisces. "I had its tail made into a knife but I don't have it with me. Mostly I had my sister along, helping, sometimes her friends too. This one, well, yes, one always learns things, but nothing easily put into words."
cloudwanderer
"I feel the same way about airships and storms. Hard to put into words. Maybe... Maybe you could show me how to fight, or how to magic? All I managed to do to the squid was stab randomly."