Tony let out a long, slow sigh, his shoulders tense but slumped, aching and tight against the limestone wall he was propped up against. As Barnes crossed his path and moved on. Ugh. Why did he have to put up with this shit?
His tricorder started bleeping urgently, grabbing his attention away from Barnes' retreating form.
"Oh, shit."
....Language.
A baker's dozen of tentacles erupted out of the surf, sending a fine mist along the beach. The tentacles were a dark purple-blue with a greeny tinge, suckers on every surface. And they made a beeline for Barnes.
lol here we go
His tricorder started bleeping urgently, grabbing his attention away from Barnes' retreating form.
"Oh, shit."
....Language.
A baker's dozen of tentacles erupted out of the surf, sending a fine mist along the beach. The tentacles were a dark purple-blue with a greeny tinge, suckers on every surface. And they made a beeline for Barnes.
"BARNES! Hit the deck!"