Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20181125222027/@comment-27950421-20181129031121

Drake freezes for a moment in shock, but seeing the purple snake woman making her move he quickly flings his backpack, loaded with heavy books, at her he throws himself out of the way of her scaly bulk. The backpack clocks the her in the forehead and tumbles over her, the distraction providing enough time for him to escape the charge. The impact also rattling her skull a bit anf would have left a bruise were her skin not already purple.

As he hits the ground he quickly rolls to his feet. He cautiously stands up and analyzes the situation as the apophis rights herself.

He narrows his eyes quickly thinking to himself, 'Damn. No time to panic right now. What the hell is she? Some kind of demon snake woman? Her tails pretty muscular. Fangs too, bettin she's venomous. Elapidae? Doesn't matter. I can't afford to get bit and if her tail works anything like an actual snake, I'm not gonna outrun her.'

Drake reaches into his coat and pulls out the heavy duty, collapsible snak hook that he always keeps on hand and extends it out to its full length, "This is definitely real but I'm not exactly scared of snakes. So... you gonna tell me why I'm suddenly in some urban fantasy? Or are you gonna keep failing to eat me?"