06-02-2015, 03:19 AM
The mass of tentacles just floated unmoving, and it seemed like forever burning from her wounds until a voice shattered the silence. The lose of focus on her injury lessened her pain, but she was in no mood to talk to this wizard. She was vulnerable while injured and that made her both angry and afraid of what would happen next. Still, he persisted.
"Uhh... go away! You might hurt Desco!" the mass of tentacles started to float away, bobbing up and down as it followed the rough terrain, but Dresden could easily keep pace by walking alongside her. "Why would I hurt my boss? What's wrong in there?" Harry wasn't sure what it was but something was wrong. But the sound of her shaking breath as moving her chest caused her pain was muffled by Yogsothoth. The mass turned slowly and two yellow ones, one the size of two fists and the other more ordinary size but both with slotted pupils stared at him
"Come on let old Harry help boss. I promise I won't hurt you." the spherical mass stopped as he said that. Desco liked being called boss, and he did sound nice and he was offering to help. Yogsothoth turned again and the outer layer of tentacles slowly moved away. A duffel fell out and some ounces of blood flooded out onto the ground, revealing the injured little demon girl. Two smaller tentacles were still stretched and twisted around covering the worst of her injuries. Amazingly, somehow her hair was only singed from whatever had hit her, but tentacles covered most of her face where the worst of the burn was, a blacked eye that uses to be yellow partially seen on her forehead.
"Uhh... go away! You might hurt Desco!" the mass of tentacles started to float away, bobbing up and down as it followed the rough terrain, but Dresden could easily keep pace by walking alongside her. "Why would I hurt my boss? What's wrong in there?" Harry wasn't sure what it was but something was wrong. But the sound of her shaking breath as moving her chest caused her pain was muffled by Yogsothoth. The mass turned slowly and two yellow ones, one the size of two fists and the other more ordinary size but both with slotted pupils stared at him
"Come on let old Harry help boss. I promise I won't hurt you." the spherical mass stopped as he said that. Desco liked being called boss, and he did sound nice and he was offering to help. Yogsothoth turned again and the outer layer of tentacles slowly moved away. A duffel fell out and some ounces of blood flooded out onto the ground, revealing the injured little demon girl. Two smaller tentacles were still stretched and twisted around covering the worst of her injuries. Amazingly, somehow her hair was only singed from whatever had hit her, but tentacles covered most of her face where the worst of the burn was, a blacked eye that uses to be yellow partially seen on her forehead.