* [AW CMON. BINCH??? That hand gets REAL BIG and they kinda just. try…. to squish it down….. please stay here,]
* { i can’t work on this if you’re going to keep moving around. }
* [They know that the beast likely won’t understand, but. hey. It’s A Little Frustrating.]
[✱ binch u wanna go,][✱ The squishing is successful.
Maybe a little too successful.
Because, with just enough pressure, the beast splits and oozes grossly between Runi’s fingers, like if you took a slug and gave it the physical properties of wet bread. After splitting, it slides away and reconnects seamlessly.]
* [Mother Fucker.]
* [They heave a sigh, a quiet “i don’t get PAID for this bullshit,” and summon another hand – this time looking to trap the big slug in a sealed off hand-cage.]
* [Please???? Work?? They’re so tired.]