Hey! Can I request "I'm going to try getting you out. Just hold still." And *places hands on the glass* for a monster Jesse McCree with a loving ending? You can choose what he is! :D
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The small little golf cart jerked again, making you curse silently while you gave the container on the cart a glare over your shoulder. The creature in the tank was not happy in the least bit about the way you’d chosen to get it out of this place, you can’t blame it in the least. What with the water being sloshed around, a moving vehicle, and its thrashing tail wasn’t helping it in the least bit.
“Alright! Today is break out day! So are you ready Jesse?” you placed your hands against the glass, swallowing your fear while the monster looked at your form, it’s own hand resting flush against where yours was placed on the glass.
Taking that as an okay you removed your hand to start fiddling around with the control board. Using the small chip you snatched off of a guard and went about sorting through trash and various codes and such to open the tank. With a loud hiss and the sound of moving gears and grinding metal, you cheered, only for a searing pain to make you scream and see red.
Ranked B persons filed into the room, guns trained on the opening in the tank while one person shot you in the leg and moved to place the barrel flush against your head.
An inhuman, ear-splitting scream filled the room while the monster in the tanks limbs ripped the Rank B’s and surrounded you while the screams mixed and mingled.
What bold words for you to say to a monster who to your knowledge didn’t speak a lick of English, but despite everything didn’t rip you limb from limb like the B Ranked persons in the compound. For a lowly D Ranked person that alone was a miracle, to not be killed by an obviously hostile monster.
Placing your hand back on the glass tank you felt something warm, slimy and wet hold onto yours. The monster chittered, teeth clacking and those brilliant brown eyes swirled with gold looked back at you.
“I’m going to try and get you out. Just hold still,” your voice was quiet, but the monster heard you responding in some garbled fashion making you smile while it kissed your fingertips with the same reverence it had every other time before this.
You return the gesture, kissing Jesse’s own hand before focusing on driving. A nice little home by the ocean waited for the two of you outside of this hell hole, and you couldn’t wait to leave this place behind.
