<blockquote><div><cite>Dragonjaj wrote:</cite>"You really kill that kid?" said scar as she walked up behind him.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Andy shook his head. "I should never have mentioned that. You didn't believe me, heck, I wouldn't believe me, and I was there. Avoiding the thing's whip, or not quite avoiding it rather, is how I ended up with this." He pointed to his back, and the torn, bloody shirt. "I've got to sit down and sew that up, get the thing washed as well."<br/><br/>He sighed. "But yes, I climbed up it's back and put a power sword blast through it's spine, just between the first and second spinal plates. Ask Rowko, or Oka, or the Gronians. They provided the covering fire to distract it, and Oka was the one to throw me the sword. I hope someone recovered it, someone who knew how to wield it properly could find it very useful.<br/><br/>"Right now, I could do with some more mundane things. First, a hot meal. Is there a mess hall around here, and is it open? May will want something too. For that matter, Oka and Rowko... well, anyway I'll pass it on."