[PUNCH CLOCK ANIMAL] MAYBEQUEST: PART 1

[skinstealer]

Looks like diplomacy’s out, and you don’t like the look of whatever’s happening with that arm. You tense up before rushing her, her eyes widening and the red on her arm stump growing as you slam into her body, knocking her to the ground and sending her staff clattering across the hall. 



You’re pretty sure you cracked at least one of her ribs in the impact, but she’s barely reacting past a menacing snarl on her face as she struggles against you. Her body’s practically starved and her claws aren’t sharp enough to leave much more than light scratches on your arms, and you are making sure to hold her back so that she can’t bite.

Why isn’t she immediately going for her weird magic?

Couldn’t she kill me right now-



As if to prove you right, her arm stump bursts, raw, red flesh exploding out from it into a massive meaty claw, gripping at your head and desperately trying to push you off of her. 

MAY: CHANCE?
MAY: HEY, CHANCE?!
MAY: COULD USE SOME HELP OVER HERE, CHANCE
MAY: PLEASE
MAY: SHOCK HER OR SOMETHING

 

 
Chance rushes over, using his weight to help pin down her newly-made arm.

CHANCE: These things are lethal, it could kill her!
CHANCE: Or hurt you, you're on top of her!
CHANCE: Do you--

 
He's cut off for a moment as he struggles to keep atop the giant claw.

CHANCE: Do you REALLY want me to do that?