“Then stop sniffing the air and buzz off Lizard man.”
“HSSS! Home is right above Lizard’s territory; stink is too strong to avoid. So I will make it stop.” Every time his tongue flicked out, he seemed to fight the urge to recoil. Apparently lizards really, really hated alcohol. Perhaps just this one, who had memories of them hidden in the recesses of his brain. He knew they slowed the body and they twisted the mind; he didn’t like to be on the receiving end of that. Even if just sniffing it wouldn’t do it, he couldn’t help the agitation and anxiety he felt.
“You’re a a stupid mammal. If you want to drink poison, there are easier ways. Faster ways. So why bother? Just drink them and leave me alone.” The only reason he had not torn her head clean off was because he was fairly sure she’d taste revolting. Worse than rotting meat was meat with a rotting mind inside of it.
“Leave you alone?” Sunset countered hotly, “Need I remind you that you’re the one who found me?” She took another swig from the bottle of Jack gripped in her glass, wiping her mouth with a grimace. “Besides, you want it to stop, then all you have to do it eat me. I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to stop you. You’re like… a lot taller then me. And stronger.”
The Lizard’s patience snapped instantly. With a sonic boom like a whiplash, a heavy tail surged forward to smash the bottle.
“Stink up Lizard’s territory, defy warnings, Lizard punishes!” he bellowed, tail thrashing about the flooring around him and claws tearing gouges to follow it. Standing upright, he loomed over her, strings of drool dribbling from his maw and accompanying the odor of sewage and rotting meat. If she wanted to fight…
“See claws, see teeth. Lizard brain inside of you says to run. Flight, not fight. See bigger male, see threat display, instincts make you run, RUN, RUN!” The telepathic poison of the Lizard flowed freely, aiming to destroy conscious thought in favor of basal impulses that a little tree monkey used to avoid being eaten by monitor lizards millions of years ago.
The bottle flew out of Sunset’s firm grasp and shattered against a nearby wall, the amber liquid splashing against Sunset’s short leather jacket and onto her skin. But she only looked at the broken bottle with a shrug, then reached into her jacket to pull out a small silver flask, slugging down the contents before tucking it back in her jacket’s inner pocket, hair blowing behind her as the lizard man roared in her face.
But Sunset was seemingly unafraid. Instead of running like most people, all she did was cross her arms and say, “Welp, good thing i don’t have a Lizard brain in me. Still, I really don’t fee like dealing with this shit, so if you’re gonna eat me, do it and be done with it.”
“Then stop sniffing the air and buzz off Lizard man.”
“HSSS! Home is right above Lizard’s territory; stink is too strong to avoid. So I will make it stop.” Every time his tongue flicked out, he seemed to fight the urge to recoil. Apparently lizards really, really hated alcohol. Perhaps just this one, who had memories of them hidden in the recesses of his brain. He knew they slowed the body and they twisted the mind; he didn’t like to be on the receiving end of that. Even if just sniffing it wouldn’t do it, he couldn’t help the agitation and anxiety he felt.
“You’re a a stupid mammal. If you want to drink poison, there are easier ways. Faster ways. So why bother? Just drink them and leave me alone.” The only reason he had not torn her head clean off was because he was fairly sure she’d taste revolting. Worse than rotting meat was meat with a rotting mind inside of it.
“Leave you alone?” Sunset countered hotly, “Need I remind you that you’re the one who found me?” She took another swig from the bottle of Jack gripped in her glass, wiping her mouth with a grimace. “Besides, you want it to stop, then all you have to do it eat me. I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to stop you. You’re like… a lot taller then me. And stronger.”
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