“Nnaaahh, I don’t think we’re that lucky,” he hedged. So far as he remembered from Astronomy 101, meteors didn’t drool gooey, irradiated fluid like a Cadbury egg. And god did it smell! He loosely tucked his nose into the crook of his arm. “Man, what is that stench?” Like fetid meat with a side of body odor. If anything crawled out of that mess, it wasn’t going to be attractive. That much Daniel had figured.
He looked around. He ought to grab a weapon in case things got hairy. He had no intention of using his fangs.
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Re: Look Out Below
on 2013-12-13 04:15 am (UTC)He looked around. He ought to grab a weapon in case things got hairy. He had no intention of using his fangs.