>>5378680With five mutants versus one psychotic scientist, the odds for the woman are pretty dismal. Either she’s completely lost it from spending endless days in this screwed-up place she calls a lab, or she’s got something else up her sleeve.
You’re more inclined to think it’s the latter, but whatever she could possibly have in store is something you’d rather not have everyone else on the receiving end of.
Bernard doesn’t need to be told what to do, spiriting himself and the guys away in a flash. You and Julia don’t hesitate to interpose yourselves between them, blocking the males from her sight.
Spikes blossom across Julia’s arms, sharp and utterly deadly, but you don’t take your eyes off the other woman. So long as the two of you keep her attention here and now, the guys can grab conduit, and then you all can get out of here.
“What’s with all this seriousness, ladies?” The woman’s voice is saccharine– cloyingly so– as the box is still clutched in her hands. “You could’ve at least left some of the eye candy here~~”
Okay, that’s honestly gross if she’s desperate enough to make passes at the guys on your team. From beside you, Julia’s face twists in disgust.
Guess the pickings really are that slim in this place…
With a look to Julia, whose stance echoes your own intent, it’s high-time for this harpy to stop running her sick mouth– a harpy whose hands hold tightly to that strange, strange box of hers…
>Roll 2d100– one for Elise and one for Julia to attack!! BEST OF THREE GO!!! 