[Goose]

G O O S E

HONK

As monsters churned the seas below, another fiend crested across the skies above. Water dripped from war weary wings. Battle had been waged on the shores throughout the day by several. Goose had partaken only a single time, though that was about to change as it hunted for briny prey—and something it could consume to renew its vigor once more.

Goose swept over the remains of several clashes ripe for feasting upon already slain foes, but there was no thrill in the hunts of others. It neglected the carrion in favor of screams farther up the beach. Its own voice rose to join the cries from its shared chest to then be trumpeted out from six individual bills.

“HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK.”

Stealth had never been Goose’s style.

Notes & Tags: Ryota Hada

[Ryota Hada]

Fear was something many would try to stamp down; bury it deep within themselves so they could push through the day while pretending that whatever they faced didn't worry them in the slightest. In a way, Ryota did the same in his hero work; push that anxiety to the back of his mind so seconds weren't wasted debating on the next course of action in a crisis. But in facing the monsters of the deep, he could feel fear coarse through him. Rather than a detriment however, he viewed it as a strength. It reminded him of a time he was too young to protect others from such creatures.

It made him not hesitate when slicing a leg off a giant crab with his blade.

The crustacean collapsed on one side, balance lost from the uneven number of appendages. It gave Vox a chance to run in and lift a man from the sand, likely having been buried there by his children in what was supposed to be a nice beach day. "Come on now! I think you're dune for the day!" With a pat on the back the man was off, thankfully away from the bay.

Vox readied his sword for round two when he heard... honks? In the air? And a whole lot of questions from bystanders who paused in their running to point at the source of the noise. It prompted the hero to turn his head to it as well. And what do you know, that was a goose. Flying straight here. "Huh. You don't see that everyda-"

SMACK went the creature's claw against his front and he found himself flying as well, tumbling in the sand before he eventually slid into a stop. His sword embedded itself in a spot that would've been concernedly close to his head if he noticed. As it stood though, all he felt was pain. "Ow."

Goose

[Goose]

G O O S E

HONK

Target acquired.

The feathered missile locked onto the former ocean dweller where it stood on uneven legs and lorded above felled prey of its own. That the beast had already conquered one of the two-legs that Goose often hunted and fought with for sport did nothing to deter the waterfowl. It streaked across the sky at a downward angle, naught but a blur of white. At least to any with slow eyes or a head injury as it was not all that fast. The intent of speed and force was there, however.

Goose collided with the shelled brute in glorious impact.

thunk

It bounced off reinforced hide to land in the sand next to Ryota. The head closest to the Hero turned to look at him squarely in the face and said, “HONK.” Clearly it was a 'you didn’t see that' honk, but only its fellow nester Megumi would understand that. Another head, one featuring a crumpled bill from the crash, also cried out, “HONK.” This one was obviously different. An expression of pain from taking the brunt of the hit with little to show for its efforts. As if rallying support for its wounded brethren, the other four heads joined in, voices filled with nothing other than rage.

“HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK.”

Notes & Tags: Ryota Hada

[Ryota Hada]

Okay, so 1 point for Vox, 1 point for giant rampaging crab. If anything he should give himself more points- unlike the creature, he didn't lose any limbs. Though the mutant didn't seem all that disadvantaged once it got used to its missing leg. But that wouldn't be too much of a problem.

He just needed to cut down seven more.

The hero pushed himself up to a sitting position. He was just about to leap up and return to the fray when the goose from earlier rammed - no, tapped - itself against the crab's hard shell before it crashed landed next to him. Its following honks prompted him to lean back from the multi-headed fowl.

What a strange sight. But it only took a glance between crab and crushed beak for him to connect the dots. Vox tilted his head, trying to emanate sympathy through his body language. "A valiant attempt my feathered friend! But unfortunately, I believe you've met your match." He stood and picked up his blade. "I suggest you fly while you still can! This beach is teeming with angry seafood!"

With that he left the goose in the dust, running to meet the monster full-force once again.

Goose

[Goose]

G O O S E

HONK

“HONK,” Goose retorted. Whatever that meant. The sound might have been open to interpretation, but its actions were not. Two of the heads pushed Goose up onto the wet sand so that its webbed feet were firmly beneath it. Or as firmly as anything could be on wet sand. Which served as an excellent surface to amplify the sound that followed after Ryota. It wasn’t a chorus of HONK this time. No, it was something more menacing.

The dreaded pitter-patters.

Flippers slapped against shore to the beat of Goose’s internal war drum as it charged into battle after Ryota. Wings and necks spread wide, making the hydra look even larger than normal. It was an intimidation tactic. Albeit not a particularly effective one since its prey was, well, a giant crab. Emphasis on giant. Not that such trivial things stopped Goose. It dove back into battle, its many heads snapping at whatever it could reach on the seven legged monster and Goose wouldn’t stop until it had more heads than the beast had legs.

Notes & Tags: Ryota Hada

[Ryota Hada]

Vox did his best to slice at the oversized crustacean but he couldn't get the same weak spot he found with the first leg, his blade just bouncing off the shell with no effect. He sighed through his nose. Persistence was a common trait in his family, but he couldn't rely on it when time was of the essence. The longer this crab stayed alive, the more lives were at risk of succumbing to its might.

And speaking of lives, one other than his own was at risk now if those pitter-patters on the sand were anything to go by. It was the goose from earlier, trying to bite at the monster's legs. With unseen wide eyes the hero ran towards the fowl. "Hey there, it's too dangerous to be here, you need to go!"

The crab seemed to notice its targets grouping up and sought the opportunity to end both of them at once by lifting a claw. Yeah, no, Vox wasn't going to let that happen. And seeing how its severed appendage still lay in the field, it was as good an obstacle to trip it as any. "[LARGE]!" was his call as he aimed to place his hand on the loose leg.

Except instead of slamming the claw on them, the crab slammed it on the ground, causing the earth to shake. Vox' balance wasn't usually shaken but with a Quirk as reliant on precision as his own, even a slight shift was enough for his hand to not only miss his intended target...

... but to also land on a different one.

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