Log:Kaarg on the Loose, Scene 2

Kaarg on the Loose 2015/08/28 Griffin Indira Rick 2

Breach has under a half-second to realize he is about to be hit with a giant, slimy, pink frog thing.

Again.

The vast maw of the Kaarg clamps down on Breach's shoulder and the corner of his chest as it takes Breach to the floor. Horrible, mechanical crunching sounds and small explosions fill the air as the Kaarg's teeth and powerful jaws rend through the electromechanics of the Breach Suit, showering the sludgy ground with sparks and shattered electronics. For his part, Breach lets out a howl of pain as he arches his back and thrashes wildly, trying (unsuccessfully) to dislodge the Kaarg as the copper tang of human blood mingles more strongly into the sewer air and the Kaarg's jaws stain with the flow of blood from Breach's shoulder.

The Kaarg pulls its head back from its meal and starts chomping on metal and circuits hungrily. CRUNCH! SCREECH! The sounds of metal gear chewing sounds similar to an industrial trash compactor compacting metal.

Griffin turns to face Breach and the creature asBreach's howl echoes through the tunnels. It also spurns Griffin out of apprehension mode. 'This is a E.L.E. & its trying to eat his Army Bro! No!!!' Griffin thinks.

Griffin pulls out his own sidearm, a sleek over/under design- he flick the switch to laser- not for the creatures safety, but for Breach's. He takes aim down the ironsight and fires at the vile pink garbage disposal.

The Kaarg screeches as it hits the wall of the sewers with a wet, slimy splatting sound. It scrambles onto all fours as it hits the ground, woozy for a second. Then it licks its own eyeball with a long, lizard like tongue before launching itself at Griffin, its hungry jaws gaping wide.

Griffin rolls as the creature charges him. His timingis flawless, almost like a matedor. The beast does hit him, but Griffin's forearms are already there, deflecting the beast away from him.

Griffin grins.

Breach groans loudly, vaguely aware that he is laying in sewer sludge. One hand comes up to his wounded shoulder, squeezing it hard as he finally realizes he doesn't need to keep thrashing. Thrashing is tantamount to suicide. He rolls awkwardly to his feet, scanning around the sewer until he spies Griffin knocking aside the Kaarg's latest attack.

Removing bloody, gloved fingers from his shoulder wound, Breach pulls a grenade from his combat harness. His thumb pulls the pin as he warily lines up his shot at the back of the Kaarg's head. Breach releases the spoon and simply hurls the grenade at the Kaarg, leaving him to wonder where he dropped that particle revolver. That'd probably be handy about now.

The slipper kaarg doesn't quit dodge. Really, the grenade just bounces off its slippery hide and goes off a few meters away, spraying cables everywhere harmlessly.

Griffin assumes that from tat reaction, the laser is doing its job just fine. Considering the creature is so close, he decides to turn up the amperage of the laser. He turns the small knob with his trigger finger and returns it. Then pointing at the creature he fires. PEW!

"Take that Pimple!" Griffin shouts at the Klargg

The kaarg's slimy skin becomes an angry red where the laser hits, sending it sprawling into the sewer wall with another squishy sound. It bounces off and flops on the ground, dazed. Its jaws open and shut in its delirium.

Breach grunts as his cable grenade ends up tangling up a collection of overhead pipes instead of the Kaarg. It's very impolite of that monstrosity to deflect his grenade, do you know how expensive those things are? He gets billed for the ones that get wasted, you know. There's no tax write off value to wasted grenades like that.

While the Kaarg and Griffin go back and forth again, Breach sloshes around in sludge until he pulls the particle revolver again. Dripping water still, Breach brings the huge handgun to bear on the Kaarg and allows its pilot beam to lance out through the sewer to paint the Kaarg with harmless red light. Water finishes pouring from the barrel of the gun and Breach thumbs the hammer back, causing the gun to spool up with a high-pitched, keening whine. Steam starts cooking off of the heating metal as Breach ensures a true shot by peering down the sights on the gun.

With a pull of the trigger, a lone bolt of yellow-orange energy *CRACK*s out of the muzzle and sizzles through the rank, humid sewer air toward the Kaarg.

With a croaking whimper, the Kaarg is blasted and rolls over, landing on its back with its legs flailing in the air a few times. The flailing slows to a few minor twitches before it goes still, smoke and burnt flesh filling the air with an acrid stench that, impressively, competes with the other foul smells down below.

"Oh damn1" Griffin shouts. "He rises again to slay that ass!" Griffin says before turning to Rick-- err Breach a high five.

"Oh damn!**" Griffin shouts. "He rises again to slay that ass!" Griffin says before turning to give *Rick-- err Breach a high five.

By this point, Breach's shoulder seems to have stopped bleeding though his armor is ruined and stained by assorted... Let's say fluids... He casts a visored look at Griffin, then at the proposed high-five. "You might want to think about that," intones the Undead Soldier as he holsters his weapon.

Griffin had, and doesn't care. Heat of battle, ass-kicking, and already standing in muck. "Don't leave me hangin'!" Griffin says impetulently.

Breach, having secured his weapon, lifts the arm whose shoulder was not horribly mutilated by a ravening alien frog-monster. He high-fives Griffin as enthusiastically as he can without covering Griffin in sewer muck. Looking over at the smoking ruin that is Kaarg, Breach inquires, "You take the forelegs, I'll take the rear and hope it doesn't fart plasma?"

The kaarg's back leg twitches again. There's always a risk of plasma farts.

"Naw- you've done enough heavy lifting today." Griffin says with a satisfied smile having his high five returned.

He turns back to the creature and wraps his arms around its waist, and then picks the wet slimy creature up as bestas he can then positions it into a fireman's carry. He doesn't grunt at all. "Alright- if it moves, you shoot it- repeatedly."

"Happy to," comments Breach. He pulls his particle revolver again, though he ejects the cylinder. Breach quickly reloads with a fresh speed loader of mysterious cartridges that don't look like bullets so much as tiny nuclear science containers. The partially used set of "rounds" is stowed in the same compartment whence this fresh speed loader emerged.

There's a manhole with a ladder not too far from where the Kaarg was found.

"You like how I called it Pimple?" Griffin says, from the tone in his voice its clear he's grinning. "Like from Battletoads."

He continues on the path to the nearby manhole.

"Nice touch," replies Breach. He didn't hear the Pimple part, maybe it was while he was thrashing wildly in sewer sludge trying to stop bleeding that he forgot would stop itself because 'lol healing factor'. Or maybe it was just because the acoustics in the sewers are horrible. Who knows, it's a comic book!

Griffin continues heading towards the ladder and manhole cover up ahead.

"Sludge and armbiting aside- which was entirely your fault by the way, that was a

Griffin continues heading towards the ladder and manhole cover up ahead.

"Sludge and armbiting aside- which was entirely your fault by the way, that was so bad ass! So this is what Indira has you doing all day?" Griffin asks playfully.

Breach makes a noncommittal noise. Readers are treated to a daydream/flashback sequence surrounding a ridiculous close-up shot of Breach's helmet, showing a fun house mirror-like reflection of Griffin and the Kaarg. Most of the images show Breach in a very nice suit, making frownie faces at an assortment of high-class-looking humans. A few of the images show Breach chasing Indira through Colonial Bay or Starguard HQ, demanding she stop trying to escape into the city.

Two images - on opposite sides of Breach's head - show the Undead Soldier fighting bizarre alien pets in strange, invariably slimy locales. One shows Breach actively wrestling a purple- and orange-flecked potato/crocodile/iguana monster in a neon green-slimed men's room while horrified humans in business attire stare at them from atop a sink and a urinal. The other shows a battle-damaged Breach wielding an assault rifle and a machete as hamster/eggplant monsters that are definitely not tribbles rain down on him in an unexplainably greasy looking hotel lobby. You can tell it's a hotel lobby because a very upset looking concierge is shaking a semi-transparent sludge-soaked finger at Breach.

"Depends on the day."