See, in normal circumstances, Garrot would've just make a snarky little joke about how Terrence wrapped his arms around him and it's been a while since he's been the little spoon. But, uh, there's a steam-spewing handsy monster right there and it's got a real good grip on that sword of theirs.
"Fuck no, it's right where I want it!" The words are surprisingly harsh as the enhanced boost starts to settle in. Garrot Classic just squares his stance up as he squats a little, including giving Terrence a bit of a BugBear Butt Bump, mostly for laughs. But then, in the middle of that motion, Garrot Prime half-steps towards the pair. It's hard to lean in conspiratorially when an arm-monster is vaguely pulling you closer via a spear, but Garrot Prime sure tries.
"We just don't want to hurt you in case he slips after pulling the sword out!" And then he goes back to slicing up the monster's arms with more of the same swiveling, spiraling motions with that spear. Garrot Prime is getting closer to the hotbox, and so he's definitely starting to turn red and sweat a bit. Garrot Classic, however, turns red because his motivations just got revealed! How embarrassing!!!
And so Garrot Prime's demeanor shifts to rage and his hands clamp around the greatsword's grip. He starts rapidly pistoning the sword up and down like, uh... like scissors. There's a lot of blade there, and a lot of hands on that blade, so he's looking to keep that damage going.
[ Garrot Prime is losing the tug-of-war against the monster, but he's still jiggling that spear as much as he can. Garrot Classic is hunkering down and berserker-rage scissor-smiting those grabby arms with the greatsword and an even more ridiculous amount of strength. ]
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"Fuck no, it's right where I want it!" The words are surprisingly harsh as the enhanced boost starts to settle in. Garrot Classic just squares his stance up as he squats a little, including giving Terrence a bit of a BugBear Butt Bump, mostly for laughs. But then, in the middle of that motion, Garrot Prime half-steps towards the pair. It's hard to lean in conspiratorially when an arm-monster is vaguely pulling you closer via a spear, but Garrot Prime sure tries.
"We just don't want to hurt you in case he slips after pulling the sword out!" And then he goes back to slicing up the monster's arms with more of the same swiveling, spiraling motions with that spear. Garrot Prime is getting closer to the hotbox, and so he's definitely starting to turn red and sweat a bit. Garrot Classic, however, turns red because his motivations just got revealed! How embarrassing!!!
And so Garrot Prime's demeanor shifts to rage and his hands clamp around the greatsword's grip. He starts rapidly pistoning the sword up and down like, uh... like scissors. There's a lot of blade there, and a lot of hands on that blade, so he's looking to keep that damage going.
[ Garrot Prime is losing the tug-of-war against the monster, but he's still jiggling that spear as much as he can. Garrot Classic is hunkering down and berserker-rage scissor-smiting those grabby arms with the greatsword and an even more ridiculous amount of strength. ]