The blasted heath was really enjoying itself now. Having turned everything in the campgrounds to ashes, it now spread to cover the park in full, twisting its creatures into grotesque shapes. Even sand on the beach had greyed, and tiny crabs were both growing bigger and more fearsome
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And just for that? Nails down your face, Momoko.
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Momoko could feel her anger rising again and clamped down on it. She'd been looking for Scully. She'd been hoping Scully could help. But no, Scully was also a monster. AND pulling her hair.
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Big Meanie Momoko! Picking on the infested! More infested.
Scully snarled and swiped at her again, and yelled, "Don't follow!"
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Enough that she was quickly losing hold again of her non-monster thoughts and feelings. She had to warn Scully: "Run, little one. Or stay and play."
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She would lie in wait to attack later, yes.
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Fortunately, someone had learned a lesson from the last time she'd come out and was venturing out from the protection of the dorms with her shields up, a short sword at her hip, and her bladed sticks at the ready.
No two-bit teal deer with an attitude was going to get the drop on her today.
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Momoko sank to her haunches and watched for a moment. Would this one be fun prey? It looked like it would, walking so confidently while smelling so tasty. But then Karla had always seemed a bit overconfident to Momoko when it came to fighting.
Wait... "Karla?!" Momoko fought back the urge to jump out and ATTACK.
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Which, unfortunately, was still the case, considering that monster sounded a lot like, "MOMOKO?!?"
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Momoko emerged from the brush, tail dragging behind her. Please to be ignoring the blood and bits of flesh that hadn't fallen off during her last fight. And the grey skin. And the odd shaped skull. And claws. "It's me! I'm... I'm fine! You're okay, right? You smell okay."
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"I'm fine, Momoko," Karla said, watching her friend closely. "But you look a little...worse for wear."
That smelling thing had been a little weird.
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Denial is your friend.
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"If you want, we can head to the clinic. Get you washed up. Maybe change clothes."
Put you in restraints...
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