Post by James Silverstein on Jun 13, 2014 14:58:10 GMT -5
Morito was caught almost completely off guard by Carter’s sudden leap. He dived to the side as the huge half cat’s hand swung at his torso. In a flash of lightning quick movement, Goldman drew two of his weapons in his human hands. The marine left his spider limbs free for climbing. Even as the beast flew past him, Morito’s more primal side took over.
“Hunt, food, kill, threat” His spider brain chittered to him. He had to fight every fiber in his being to avoid leaping in to kill his friend. This was one of the times when not completely subjugating his spidery side was a disadvantage it was hard to temper the sheer brutality that was inherent to most zoans. Dropping to 6 limbs, Morito charged at the half cat both kodachi poised to strike. The plan was to strike with the back of the blade in order to disable but not to harm. Even if he’d moved unexpectedly, this was still for training. As he skittered, Morito fired trails of silk webbing. Being as strong as they were and at their current height, each string would make an effective tripwire. This was what he was hoping to teach Joseph, the ability to think quickly and utilize their creature’s abilities to the utmost. As he crossed the room and took a few quick swings at the cat, the spider-man tried to dispense some advice as well.
“Pay attention to what your senses are telling you. Most animals can hear, see, or smell better than any human could. Use that to your advantage.” Goldman said. “And” he continued, leaping towards his quarry. “Pay attention to ways those could be turned against you.” As the spider landed, he rubbed his setae, some of his leg hairs, together vigorously. The resulting noise was like a train passing. No doubt it would attract attention, assuming some hadn’t been drawn already. Springing back, Morito looked to see if Joseph had any sort of counter up his sleeve.
“Hunt, food, kill, threat” His spider brain chittered to him. He had to fight every fiber in his being to avoid leaping in to kill his friend. This was one of the times when not completely subjugating his spidery side was a disadvantage it was hard to temper the sheer brutality that was inherent to most zoans. Dropping to 6 limbs, Morito charged at the half cat both kodachi poised to strike. The plan was to strike with the back of the blade in order to disable but not to harm. Even if he’d moved unexpectedly, this was still for training. As he skittered, Morito fired trails of silk webbing. Being as strong as they were and at their current height, each string would make an effective tripwire. This was what he was hoping to teach Joseph, the ability to think quickly and utilize their creature’s abilities to the utmost. As he crossed the room and took a few quick swings at the cat, the spider-man tried to dispense some advice as well.
“Pay attention to what your senses are telling you. Most animals can hear, see, or smell better than any human could. Use that to your advantage.” Goldman said. “And” he continued, leaping towards his quarry. “Pay attention to ways those could be turned against you.” As the spider landed, he rubbed his setae, some of his leg hairs, together vigorously. The resulting noise was like a train passing. No doubt it would attract attention, assuming some hadn’t been drawn already. Springing back, Morito looked to see if Joseph had any sort of counter up his sleeve.