#bergen_county

That staff might be brusing it under that shark skin, but it's hard to tell! Tikki yells, "Sharknado KICK!" And whams it hard on the other side, but his shoe isn't as sturdy as Adam's staff and the sole tears up a little as he does it

And Symon sees... the suction cups? Wait.. if the cups dcan somehow be made slick, the Shaft shark could be pushed back and fall to its death!

Adam focuses on hitting with the butt end of the staff in the gills and eyes and vulnerable points. He's seen Shark Week!

A quick glance around, checking his pockets - empty (of anything useful).... is there a fire extinguisher?

There IS!

He slinks over to grab it, fingers fumbling with the safety latch, taking a moment to read the hanging tag - always read the instructions... and then he backs away towards Adam, raising his whisper to a louder rasp. "If I spray it, can you knock it back down the shaft?"

"HA!" Adam strikes again, keeping the thing's attention. "YEAH! SURE!"

The shark lunges for...

He pulls the tab, Squinting, holding it extended away from himself, pointed towards the beast!

Blood flows as the shark latches onto Adam's leg or tries to, but a kick from the pooka causes what might have taken off the kinian's leg to instead become a lucky shallow bite.. still hurts like hell though.

"Damn it, my Rebocks do nothing!"

"AAAAGGGHH!!!!"

Adam staggers and tries to bring the butt-end of his staff down on the thing's head.

And Symon's spraying the creature's suction pads, and Adam's staff whomp help slip it loosen it... and Adam and Tikki together SHOVE the Shark into the shaft!

Adam collapses on the edge of the shaft, bleeding.

It tries to find purchase, but Symon continues hosing it down... and getting in the eyes so it can't place...

and gravity does the rest...

as the Shaft Shark snarls slips... slides and flops to it's DEATH!

"Adam-san, are you okay?" Tikki asks

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck......" Adam writhes briefly, trying both to apply pressure to the bleeding AND not to touch it.

Symon peers down the shaft. "Those teeth are pretty neat. I wouldn't mind a few of those." Looking at Adam. "You might want a tourniquet on that. Should we get you to the lodge, or do you have any healers here?" A glance at the Pooka. "Uh. Just say No if you do."

"Then again, it's a pretty shallow bite. Probably hurts like fuck though." Whispering the obvious.

Adam seems entirely occupied with his leg.

"Help yourself to the teeth, boys" Mr. Dyer says and says "Wait a sec"

And he moves off

Tikki looks at Symon "The path to healing begins with the wisdom of ancient stone"

A scowl and he mutters something under his breath as he leans over Adam to check out the wound. The sidhe kinain may catch the word ...'worthless'...."

"fuck you" a muttered whisper as he tries to do uneducated self-aid.

And Etsie 's voice can be heard... "I'm coming, and I'm not enjoying it" She says

"Sorry about this, Etsie, but one of the boys got hurt and..."

A flash of hope in Adam's eyes.

Symon's frown deepens at Adam's remark, and he glances up from where he was crouched about to wrap a makeshift bandage around the leg.

Tikki looks at both Symon and Adam, he gives an 'i told you so' look and gestures towards the old rocker

"Oh Adam? Oh my..." the old satyress moves a bit faster to get to him

Symon slides aside, but stays close, watching the old biddy curiously.

"Hey.... hey Miss Etsie." He seems glad to see her.

"Good to see you, young man. I hear you and ..Symon, right?" She says guessing, then goes on "Helped Tikki fight a threat and you got wounded. Hold still, I'll patch that up."

"Thanks....." he breathes.

She bends down "oo my knees. " And she sings an odd ditty "Let the universe, eat your brain. No promises, no pain. When the Rutabagas grow rebellious with the frustrations of youth, you'll come to the conclusion only lint is the truth. Let the Universe, eat your brain. No promises .. no pain. As you whistle under water happily drowning on your way, just take a deep breath, and say... let the Universe, eat your brain. No promises, no pain. That's the end of.. the refrain"

And the wound heals

Adam sighs, relaxing as the pain fades. "Oooooo....." a soft grunt of relief. "Thanks, Miss Etsie." He gives her a handsome smile.

"Happy to help young man, now if you could help me get upright.. I maybe stuck" She chuckles

Symon offers her a hand, politely enough. After all he's right there.

She takes Symon's hand and gets help up, "Thanks. Appreciate it."

Adam bounces up and helps her as well. He also gives her a kiss on the cheek.

Symon steadies the lady with a clammy hand then drops away - he is not interested in any of Adam's kisses.

"You were right, Adam. Not boring here." A dry remark.

The old woman chuckles "Adam, if I were 40 years younger..well, it would still be illegal for me to pounce you, but I'd be sad I wasn't your age."

then she nods to Symon "And you, good sir. I'll warn the others to keep it down. Lots of satyrs here. We can get loud and that's not fair to you"

"Did you say we could keep the corpse? The teeth are wicked, but I could probably do something interesting with shark skin, too."