OOC: Holy shi
ndig I'm late. Oh well, let's just say I was flying around the room for a turn. I thought the Creeper would be some kind of sentient plant. It looks a little like a Darkmantle.\/
IC: Chag fumbled around in the dust as he searched for anything of interest. One loose cable swung out. Useless, he thought. What good is one end of a cable? He needed something that could be reconnected if this power was going to be fixed. Disengaging his wings to save his fuel, he began to idly swing around the room from the girders. Suddenly, a scream pierced the gloomy darkness. In his distraction he missed his intended rafter. '*BS!*' Clutching at air he began to plummet, tugging the ripcord on his wings just in time to swerve out of his fall. Panting, he hovered overhead of the column of people(?), effortlessly banking the corner and heading towards the Storeroom. He needed to find something to make sure he didn't end up in accidents like that again.
*Moves to H-ish*
OOC: It's not a great post, but I'm just trying to catch up with everybody else.