Would you REALLY prefer landing with that thing around?!
[And frankly, once she breaks through the mist that surrounds the island, well...that would have been difficult to swing anyway. There's way more of those claw marks than just the ones he showed in that brief video clip, and entire sections of the island are just gone- at least their giant, misty friend had eaten its fill of something today. And where the ground wasn't torn up or just missing outright, more often than not it was covered in the shattered remains of an untold number of trees, either still rooted in the ground but snapped in half several meters up, or completely fragmented and ready for the saw mill.
Also, some lunatic in a bright red-and blue outfit that'd clearly seen better days, and a facemask missing at least one of its eye lenses. Pulling himself back in a giant slingshot of some kind. At least until he's sent flying through the air, right for the shuttle.]
DON'TFREAKOUTIT'SMEJUSTKEEPFLYINGTHISISFI-
[Aaaand just a fraction of a second before he goes soaring right over the cockpit, he even managed to splatter the upper edge of it with a pair of weblines. Of course, a fraction of a second after that, Newton's Laws of Motion decided to stubbornly and dramatically proclaim they were still relevant even on a planet this ridiculous, and there's a loud bang from the shuttle roof and a pained grunting from over the comm.
Which at least meant Pete was still alive, and would probably also wish to be spared the indignity of being registered as a bird strike in the flight log.]
...THAT...ow...yeah, that worked a lot better with the tanker...
[Don't mind him just. Lying there for a bit. He kind of needed to catch his breath, but at least he was technically onboard? He was definitely on the shuttle, so, it was probably alright for Pidge to make a hasty retreat now.
Advisable even, since that wonderful screeching noise had started up again! Probably because now, the giant nightmare beast didn't have to trouble itself in choosing between two targets!]
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Date: 2018-07-08 03:41 am (UTC)[And frankly, once she breaks through the mist that surrounds the island, well...that would have been difficult to swing anyway. There's way more of those claw marks than just the ones he showed in that brief video clip, and entire sections of the island are just gone- at least their giant, misty friend had eaten its fill of something today. And where the ground wasn't torn up or just missing outright, more often than not it was covered in the shattered remains of an untold number of trees, either still rooted in the ground but snapped in half several meters up, or completely fragmented and ready for the saw mill.
Also, some lunatic in a bright red-and blue outfit that'd clearly seen better days, and a facemask missing at least one of its eye lenses. Pulling himself back in a giant slingshot of some kind. At least until he's sent flying through the air, right for the shuttle.]
DON'TFREAKOUTIT'SMEJUSTKEEPFLYINGTHISISFI-
[Aaaand just a fraction of a second before he goes soaring right over the cockpit, he even managed to splatter the upper edge of it with a pair of weblines. Of course, a fraction of a second after that, Newton's Laws of Motion decided to stubbornly and dramatically proclaim they were still relevant even on a planet this ridiculous, and there's a loud bang from the shuttle roof and a pained grunting from over the comm.
Which at least meant Pete was still alive, and would probably also wish to be spared the indignity of being registered as a bird strike in the flight log.]
...THAT...ow...yeah, that worked a lot better with the tanker...
[Don't mind him just. Lying there for a bit. He kind of needed to catch his breath, but at least he was technically onboard? He was definitely on the shuttle, so, it was probably alright for Pidge to make a hasty retreat now.
Advisable even, since that wonderful screeching noise had started up again! Probably because now, the giant nightmare beast didn't have to trouble itself in choosing between two targets!]