He'd ducked around the nearest corner and stopped, beacuse seriously, he's really that bad at running, and he immediately regrets it. He can't see The Angriest Lizard from where he stands, but he can hear that sound, and it sounds like something right from the bowels of hell. There's no outrunning it.
Grif leans back against the wall, drops his arms, and sighs out a long, tired, "Fuuuuck."
His armor holds up against bullets and alien technology pretty well. Maybe it'll hold up against teeth.
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He'd ducked around the nearest corner and stopped, beacuse seriously, he's really that bad at running, and he immediately regrets it. He can't see The Angriest Lizard from where he stands, but he can hear that sound, and it sounds like something right from the bowels of hell. There's no outrunning it.
Grif leans back against the wall, drops his arms, and sighs out a long, tired, "Fuuuuck."
His armor holds up against bullets and alien technology pretty well. Maybe it'll hold up against teeth.