So now that things quieted down a bit, what's anyone actually make of these things?
[Lancer was poking and prodding at a
I've been here a long time, and I don't think I've ever seen anything like them. Not that I'm complaining--something interesting was long overdue around here, you know? It gets damn repetitive around here--but nah, that's probably a discussion for another day if I haven't said as much before.
[He shrugged, and next to him the little slime inched itself off-camera and out of sight. Not seeming to notice that, Lancer continued:]
Back to what I was talking about...how exactly do you train something you don't know the first thing about? I ain't an expert on training techniques, but getting it to listen isn't the problem. Fighting in itself without knowing these things' abilities or weaknesses is going to be nearly impossible.
[As Lancer considered this, the Bloober that had been on the table was now in the background...somehow having managed to climb a bookshelf. Yeah, this'll go well.]
The best I can guess so far is they're probably resistant to water, seeing how they practically live off of it-- [Finally realizing all was not well, Lancer raised his head off his hand and glanced around.] ...huh? Amhrasach?
[Apparently sensing incoming disaster, Lancer slowly looked over his shoulder...and immediately found a ball of 60% slime and 40% giant mouth diving for what probably passed for a hug.]
WHAT THE F--
[AMHRASACH used TACKLE!]
[Critical hit! It connected directly with Lancer's face and full-on knocked him off his chair and out of sight with a crash.]
[Ireland's greatest hero, folks.]