[ “Get higher,” the guy says, and Peter cuts him a quick frown.
Well, it’s not like Peter has any better ideas, considering his current plan of attack is “shoot it until it stops moving,” and while it’s working, to an extent, he admits he probably isn’t going about this in the most efficient way.
Peter whistles, fires down another blast of sparking plasma. (... can giant, man-eating plants hear? Did whistling even do anything?) The plant seems to take the bait, directing its attention on Peter as he flies higher, out of the vines’ reach, giving the Tin Man time to get in close.
The blast seems to do the trick, cranked to almost eleven as it is. The plant writhes, vines flailing wildly, swinging toward the source of the beam. Peter tries to keep the other guy covered, shooting down as many of those appendages as he can. ]
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Well, it’s not like Peter has any better ideas, considering his current plan of attack is “shoot it until it stops moving,” and while it’s working, to an extent, he admits he probably isn’t going about this in the most efficient way.
Peter whistles, fires down another blast of sparking plasma. (... can giant, man-eating plants hear? Did whistling even do anything?) The plant seems to take the bait, directing its attention on Peter as he flies higher, out of the vines’ reach, giving the Tin Man time to get in close.
The blast seems to do the trick, cranked to almost eleven as it is. The plant writhes, vines flailing wildly, swinging toward the source of the beam. Peter tries to keep the other guy covered, shooting down as many of those appendages as he can. ]