[ of-fucking-course the snake regrew its head. he cuts it again. dave makes sure his hold on airy is solid enough, quickly scanning the room for a clear doll-less spot. tick. tock. he's taking her with him. back to another point in the room. the fireball hitting the shadow, which might have attacked before- and the snake still would've attacked them if they hadn't moved. or one of the objects. cutting something that regrows its head really wasn't working. neither was kicking it.
moved in the room and backwards by seconds. they get to see themselves move from another angle while dave's steering her towards the door. he needs to stop and move out of the way from a doll so it can take one of danny's ghost blasts before continuing. dave's muttering at her the entire time. ]
Do you think that thing was venomous? Do you know anything about magically conjured scythe-snakes, Airy? Let's rap about it so nobody passes out from potential blood loss slash unknown injuries slash possibly non-existent snake venom.
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moved in the room and backwards by seconds. they get to see themselves move from another angle while dave's steering her towards the door. he needs to stop and move out of the way from a doll so it can take one of danny's ghost blasts before continuing. dave's muttering at her the entire time. ]
Do you think that thing was venomous? Do you know anything about magically conjured scythe-snakes, Airy? Let's rap about it so nobody passes out from potential blood loss slash unknown injuries slash possibly non-existent snake venom.