[ No no no not again, damn it, damn everything, not again-
This time, though, Qubit's actual crisis brain kicks in properly, squashing the split-second of panic in time to dodge the owlbear's claws (albeit narrowly) and get moving. But it forces him the wrong way, away from Peter and the gun and the hole, such that now the creature's blocking his path to all three. ]
Damn it, why did I give you the gun?!
[ He has no idea whether Peter can hear him - or whether he's conscious, for that matter - but he may not get another chance to bitch about this and bitch he shall. Please be okay, Peter, he has not got this.
But on the plus side, he has successfully pulled aggro! The owlbear trundles unhurriedly after Qubit as he darts into the trees, struggling not to drop his armful of disk drives. Gee, if only he had a power that would make these stick to him! Wow yeah they really could not have divided these tasks up worse, could they! Casual reminder that both our boys are geniuses, folks.
His mind races as he presses his back to one of the larger trees. There's got to be something here he can use! But they're deep in the agricultural zone, possibly the most tech-poor environment in the station. The overhead sunlamps, maybe - but the ceiling's too high, he can't reach them. Right now, the only materials he can get his hands on are the ones he literally already has his hands on.
And he would really rather not destroy these drives. ]
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[ No no no not again, damn it, damn everything, not again-
This time, though, Qubit's actual crisis brain kicks in properly, squashing the split-second of panic in time to dodge the owlbear's claws (albeit narrowly) and get moving. But it forces him the wrong way, away from Peter and the gun and the hole, such that now the creature's blocking his path to all three. ]
Damn it, why did I give you the gun?!
[ He has no idea whether Peter can hear him - or whether he's conscious, for that matter - but he may not get another chance to bitch about this and bitch he shall. Please be okay, Peter, he has not got this.
But on the plus side, he has successfully pulled aggro! The owlbear trundles unhurriedly after Qubit as he darts into the trees, struggling not to drop his armful of disk drives. Gee, if only he had a power that would make these stick to him! Wow yeah they really could not have divided these tasks up worse, could they! Casual reminder that both our boys are geniuses, folks.
His mind races as he presses his back to one of the larger trees. There's got to be something here he can use! But they're deep in the agricultural zone, possibly the most tech-poor environment in the station. The overhead sunlamps, maybe - but the ceiling's too high, he can't reach them. Right now, the only materials he can get his hands on are the ones he literally already has his hands on.
And he would really rather not destroy these drives. ]