[One head pulls at her hair and forces Benedikta to let go for just a moment to swat it away, but that's enough to let the bird escape from her grasp and try to make a run for it. The escape, or attempt at one, is clumsy, of course, because how exactly does an eight-headed goose run with a sword in its bill without attacking any of the other heads? A question for the scholars, really. She has no fucking clue what's going on.
But at least Dion has his spear back!? She supposes!? Maybe that will make it easier to get her sword.
Maybe. Because one head thinks that Dion's gauntlets look very delicious, and it will drag the rest of the goose along to try and steal those. Shiny!!!]
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Try grabbing it from the other—ow!
[One head pulls at her hair and forces Benedikta to let go for just a moment to swat it away, but that's enough to let the bird escape from her grasp and try to make a run for it. The escape, or attempt at one, is clumsy, of course, because how exactly does an eight-headed goose run with a sword in its bill without attacking any of the other heads? A question for the scholars, really. She has no fucking clue what's going on.
But at least Dion has his spear back!? She supposes!? Maybe that will make it easier to get her sword.
Maybe. Because one head thinks that Dion's gauntlets look very delicious, and it will drag the rest of the goose along to try and steal those. Shiny!!!]