Shrieking gets much LOUDER! That is not a fucking bat!

Inaaya's frozen which is the worst reaction to anything actually dangerous which these are, they definitely are, and-- and that sentence needs to have a conclusion but it doesn't she's just stuck--

hahahHAHAHAHAH THEY EXIST IN REAL LIFE. COOL. IN HINDSIGHT PREDICTABLE. COOL COOL COOL COOL--

He is just going to stay on the floor with Terrence and definitely not panic.

He sure does faint. He hits the ground like a sack of bricks. Tears his trouser knees and bloodies his knees while he's at it.

...Oscar, suddenly filled with a desperate and vertiginous sense of his smallness and helplessness in such an open space, starts sobbing.

...if he stays on the floor, he is less likely to get shot, but more likely to get picked up and carried away. Goddamnit. And it looks like he's the most functional person here.

The byakhee slams to the ground right in front of the man. He reels back in fear, dropping his gun, raising his arms in front of his face.

Sal grabs Inaaya's arm and starts moving.

He's going to die he's going to die they're all going to die--

It is, on a certain level, a very interesting anatomical study.

Humans sure do have a lot of organs in them.

NO SHE'S NOT LOOKING YOU CAN'T MAKE HER LOOK AT THE--

SHE IS RUNNING AWAY, SHE CANNOT SEE ANY CARNAGE, YOU CAN'T MAKE HER

(Any breakdowns Inaaya has are going to have to happen while Sal is dragging her away.)

Fuck okay everything. Is. Going in the mental box of "to be dealt with later" and. And something needs to come after the conjunction there but nothing really seems to be--

Okay, Inaaya is getting away, that's a good start, he just needs to work to get Terrence out of here. He bolts yup to grab Terrence's shoulders. "Oscar, grab Terrence!"

This is much better than thinking about getting carried away or disassembled himself.

It's so wrong out here the sky is a void he can't be here he needs to get away--

"OSCAR!"

(Oscar is sobbing openly and fails to respond to Jing Yi.)

The creature crouches on its haunches and, with a discordant scream and an ungainly motion, flings itself back into the sky.

"OSCAR IF YOU DO NOT HELP I AM USING YOU AS BAIT." He is now ineffectually trying to drag Terrence.

Oscar starts crying even louder.

He has two people who cannot move, and one him. This is just going great. "SAL, INAAYA! A LITTLE HELP HERE?"

Terrence is a chubby guy, so, yeah, he's gonna be hard to drag. F. Good news, he starts twitching, though.

"Terrence, now would be a brilliant time to be conscious." He's still going to try and keep dragging him away from the flying things that might try and nab unconscious people.

"Like Hell you're using me as bait," he says. His throat's hoarse and he's exhausted but he can feel his heart rate slowing down and for some reason the sight of the field and sky have stopped causing him terror. He feels--- more grounded somehow.

"...Oh God, Terrence, are you okay?"

"Ah, so that's what it takes to get you to move." He will apologise and be warm and fuzzy when they are not in life threatening danger and he's not the only one who even is thinking about getting everyone out of here.

Terrence whines and tries semiconsciously to tug back from whatever's towing him. "Leggo. Ow."