[ Sometimes, in the heat of battle, you don't feel a slug landing on your shoulder.
...yup.
Wash does feel something in his ear as he fells the last of the monsters he and Carolina were fighting and reaches up to swat at it, but he's too late. His hand comes away slimy but there's nothing in it, and the slug, it is in. He goes rigid, his eyes going from blue to a glowing gold, and he turns to the person asking if he's okay with no recognition, no humanity. He snarls and launches himself at her, one of their kitchen knives tight in his grip. ]
slugtastrophe; closed to carolina
[ Sometimes, in the heat of battle, you don't feel a slug landing on your shoulder.
...yup.
Wash does feel something in his ear as he fells the last of the monsters he and Carolina were fighting and reaches up to swat at it, but he's too late. His hand comes away slimy but there's nothing in it, and the slug, it is in. He goes rigid, his eyes going from blue to a glowing gold, and he turns to the person asking if he's okay with no recognition, no humanity. He snarls and launches himself at her, one of their kitchen knives tight in his grip. ]