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Oct. 1st, 2010 12:02 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Character(s): Yuri Otani, OPEN
Location: Training Center
Rating: PG, pobably
Open/Closed/Finished: open
Summary: Borg finally convinces Yuri to take on some monsters...
Ultimately Borg was a hunter and needed to hunt, he had explained to her. Yuri was, of course, reluctant to go anywhere there were monsters, but he had kept pestering her and reminding her that he was her only defense against attack, and if she had to rely on herself for that in her current state, what did she think would happen?
So Yuri had requisitioned some of her old alien fighting gear from storage: knee, elbow and hand protectors, rollerblades for a quick getaway, dart gun, catching net.
She crossed over into the humid jungle, hedged and contained by bridges and metal fencing. It reminded her of an old American movie she'd seen once about a park where they kept dinosaurs.
Her first opponent wasn't long in appearing: a seemingly innocent plant she was walking past reared up and opened strange jaws, leading into some kind of digestive bag. Tentacles whipped out and snapped at her. The grat was easily two heads taller than her.
Borg was instantly on the alert, tense but joyful. His 'wings' extended, and from those, drilltacles snapped out of their sheaths, ready to do some serious weed control.
Yuri, meanwhile, let out a little scream and fell on her butt, necessitating Borg to readjust a moment...
Location: Training Center
Rating: PG, pobably
Open/Closed/Finished: open
Summary: Borg finally convinces Yuri to take on some monsters...
Ultimately Borg was a hunter and needed to hunt, he had explained to her. Yuri was, of course, reluctant to go anywhere there were monsters, but he had kept pestering her and reminding her that he was her only defense against attack, and if she had to rely on herself for that in her current state, what did she think would happen?
So Yuri had requisitioned some of her old alien fighting gear from storage: knee, elbow and hand protectors, rollerblades for a quick getaway, dart gun, catching net.
She crossed over into the humid jungle, hedged and contained by bridges and metal fencing. It reminded her of an old American movie she'd seen once about a park where they kept dinosaurs.
Her first opponent wasn't long in appearing: a seemingly innocent plant she was walking past reared up and opened strange jaws, leading into some kind of digestive bag. Tentacles whipped out and snapped at her. The grat was easily two heads taller than her.
Borg was instantly on the alert, tense but joyful. His 'wings' extended, and from those, drilltacles snapped out of their sheaths, ready to do some serious weed control.
Yuri, meanwhile, let out a little scream and fell on her butt, necessitating Borg to readjust a moment...