Koishi blinked as they entered the castle, tilting her head, staring at the undead. "Huh... They're mindless. That's..." A pause. "Odd."
She frowned a little as Ted drew his revolver, the tendrils sliding from her sleeves a bit. "Poor things... They can't even think. Up and up then! Hold on Mister!" Without really asking permission, Koishi wrapped both arms around Ted's chest, tendrils sliding out and winding a couple times around his torso. Koishi shifted a little, and suddenly Ted was flying.
"Don't squirm too much Mister!" Fortunately the tentacles weren't slimy. They were actually very dry and the skin had a powdery, velvet-like texture to keep them from sticking to anything.
Within moments they had crossed the entire room, Koishi setting Tet down in front of the opposite door, the tendrils unwinding and retreating back into her sleeves. "Silly wobbly things~"
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She frowned a little as Ted drew his revolver, the tendrils sliding from her sleeves a bit. "Poor things... They can't even think. Up and up then! Hold on Mister!" Without really asking permission, Koishi wrapped both arms around Ted's chest, tendrils sliding out and winding a couple times around his torso. Koishi shifted a little, and suddenly Ted was flying.
"Don't squirm too much Mister!" Fortunately the tentacles weren't slimy. They were actually very dry and the skin had a powdery, velvet-like texture to keep them from sticking to anything.
Within moments they had crossed the entire room, Koishi setting Tet down in front of the opposite door, the tendrils unwinding and retreating back into her sleeves. "Silly wobbly things~"