Get it to the living room! Don't stick around, because that thing doesn't belong here! [ and if it gets lost in this mess, then shit's fucked. ] I can handle this. [ no she can't. no she fucken can't. ]

[ she starts twisting around in an attempt to evade the other tendrils, but she's soooort of rooted herself in place because of what she did a few moments ago. WUPS. ] ...how about you lot meet *my* lot. [ licks her lips and chuckles. ] Nothing turns me on like hurting the asshole that hurt nae salang. [ sooooo going to make a feeble attempt to turn the sword she's deathgripping on the tentacle in her shoulder, so she can maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe break free. for a second, because clearly #shefuckedup. ]