[A flash of blue in this green, khaki and brown environment caused Kirk to turn his head so fast he nearly gets whiplash. And, of course, of course he trips from the sheer viscosity of the swamp mud.
He quickly flips over and pulls himself back a few feet to assess the situation. A....woman? Freezing the arm that was a few feet from him.
He looks up at her wondering if maybe his luck wasn't starting to turn a bit.
He grabs her hand. Was she human? She looked it. But he can't think of any humanoid alien that could control ice and water at will. Huh.
He actively resists the urge to turn this simple question into a pickup line. She was cute.]
Not yet.
[He pulls himself up with her help. His eyes are trained on the monster too.]
Thanks for that. I didn't need to become monster-food on top of all this.
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He quickly flips over and pulls himself back a few feet to assess the situation. A....woman? Freezing the arm that was a few feet from him.
He looks up at her wondering if maybe his luck wasn't starting to turn a bit.
He grabs her hand. Was she human? She looked it. But he can't think of any humanoid alien that could control ice and water at will. Huh.
He actively resists the urge to turn this simple question into a pickup line. She was cute.]
Not yet.
[He pulls himself up with her help. His eyes are trained on the monster too.]
Thanks for that. I didn't need to become monster-food on top of all this.