We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)
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OOC: @Ven Wouldn't it have made more sense for it to strike from behind if it was going to release him once he was isolated? I assumed that it had done something like a shark, where it attacked and inflicted a severe wound to panic and weaken its prey, then circled while it waited for the opportune moment to finish him.
OOC: It attacks ow because it doesn't want James to get his bearings rather than waste time circlig around when backup is at hand. Sharks do so to eat. Lictor's don't eat it just wants his brain matter. If this appraoch doesn't work the Hive Fleet will learn and reprogram the mind of its Lictors for the future.
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OOC: Alright. Still leaves James stuck in the foliage without knowing where or even what the enemy is.
James was disoriented by the thick foliage pressing in on all sides, but he could hear the crackle of electricity discharging from somewhere behind him, and when he turned he saw the leaves light up faintly. Keepnig his weapons at the ready, hew began to head that way quickly, wanting to get back to open ground.
James was disoriented by the thick foliage pressing in on all sides, but he could hear the crackle of electricity discharging from somewhere behind him, and when he turned he saw the leaves light up faintly. Keepnig his weapons at the ready, hew began to head that way quickly, wanting to get back to open ground.
As expected. This prey reaction had been documented and the Lictor had preempted the action and now waited in the path back to the open. Prey often fled back to safety so the Lictor waited to deny the prey that luxury.
OoC @Gear: Hey. That's pretty cool. 
Hearing violent sounds off in the distance, Erica looked around to find that James had disappeared. Figuring that he must be in the direction where the noise came from, Erica headed to the foliage, her pistol raised.
Hearing violent sounds off in the distance, Erica looked around to find that James had disappeared. Figuring that he must be in the direction where the noise came from, Erica headed to the foliage, her pistol raised.
James moved quickly, hunching his shoulders and squinting against the foliage brushing past him. He kept his P90 at arm's length and breathed evenly, allowing him to keep the compact submachine gun level as easily as a pistol. His undertaker remained at his side, as holding it up and ready to strike would make it too easy to snag it on a branch.
Completely still the Lictor waited, the prey appraoched, directly towards it. The bushes and leaves concealed it almost perfectly. Its feeder tendrils twitched and its scythed talons prepared to strike.
James slowed his advance hesitantly. His sharp vision was next to useless in the claustrophobic blanket of plant life, but among the aromas of the tropical flora, that alien scent was growing stronger. His gun arm tensed, and he swept it around in front of him in a 60 degree angle.
Where are you, ************?" He snarled. "Show yourself!"
Where are you, ************?" He snarled. "Show yourself!"
James snapped his weapon around and fired a five round burst, the high caliber rounds shredding the foliage and then disappearing, the crack of the gunshots fading away as quickly as they had started. James was breathing heavily now, and he cursed the intrusive leaves that narrowed his field of vision and range of movement so much.
If James stared intently enough he could make out the orange eye of the creature as it viewed him.
After a while of standing infront of the foliage thinking what to do, Erica decided to enter herself, pushing the leafed branches aside with her left hand while keaping the pistol at the ready in her right.
"James? Where are you? Can you hear me?"
"James? Where are you? Can you hear me?"
James glared wildly into the undergrowth, starting to become panicked by claustrophobia. He didn't notice the small details that he would have picked out easily had he been calm and focused. With his primary sense letting him down, he instead relied on his enhanced hearing and reflexes to protect himself, holding his ground, trying in vain to find some sign of his hunter. Hearing Erica's voice, he called out.
"Erica! Be careful, there's something in here with us!"
"Erica! Be careful, there's something in here with us!"
The Lictor stirred to life beside James, shaking its stillness off and rising to its full height. Scythig Talons and claws extended it shrieked, feeder tendrils flailing slightly.
Hearing the rustle of leaves beside him, James turned just before the lictor shrieked.
"Jesus Christ!" He cried out in shock, stumbling back and opening fire on the Lictor, the remaining 45 rounds in the mag tearing through the air towards the creature in a withering barrage.
"Jesus Christ!" He cried out in shock, stumbling back and opening fire on the Lictor, the remaining 45 rounds in the mag tearing through the air towards the creature in a withering barrage.
Rather desorientated by the cramped space, Erica stood still, taking a moment to recompose herself. Hearing the gunfire not far from where she was standing, she rushed off towards that direction, using gusts of wind to blow the branches that were in her path aside.
The shots collided with the creatures chitious carapace, sending spinters of chitin across the trees and some thick ichor as well. Darting to the side to avoid the rest of the shots with a shriek it struck downwards with both scything talon, which landed behind James, to cut him off as it stalked forward. Its eyes regard its prey. Its scent was differant. It gurgled and slime began dripping from the feeder tendrils around its mouth, to assist the tendrils when they slid into the prey's skull. Still gurgling it stepped forward and stooped to grap for James. There was no emotion in its eyes, only instinct
OOC: The whole thing is looming over him basically.
OOC: The whole thing is looming over him basically.
With the creature visible in front of him, James's nerve steadied somewhat, despite the horrifying appearance of the animal. He whipped out his pistol and fired into it's face, while at the same time bringing his undertaker up, around and down at it's head, the hook facing backwards to reduce the risk of snagging it on a branch.
Swiftly approaching James and the creature that was assailing him, Erica fired three rounds at the creature's back,albeit with reduced accuracy as she was holding the pistol in a single hand. She held her left hand at her side, though slightly raised, ready to unleash a gale at the creature should it come after her.