I smash into a tree, left side first. my yell of pain so loud that half the birds in the forest fly off from the roosts, startled. I fall over to the ground, my right hand keeping my from dropping all the way down. I could feel the bone having lodged itself into my muscle, and due to instinctively tensing my muscles, it was now scraping up against the other side of the shoulder's bone. Slowly I lift myself up, gathering the situation. Someone was engaging the monster, my sword had been dropped and slid across the ice away from me, and the thing seemed really, really mad. And here I thought I could have an easy life... I wince as I step forward, the bone being jogged by the hasty movement, cutting into the muscle further. I focus myself, there was no way I could grab my sword, and the rifle on my back would be useless with only one arm. I would need to use fire. I bring up my arm, and take a sideways position with my right side aimed towards the flailing monster, outside of its radius of terror at the moment, and begin to heat up some ice under it, hoping to drop it into some frigid cold waters. I was probably !@#$ed if it was just some ice coating the ground. With the arcing trail I see blast out of them woman I whistle. Damn that is cool.
Oswald looks at the girl who had just stepped in. "And who is this fine lady?" He was ecstatic to actually see woman in this sausage fest of a ship.
Edited by ShadowFury on 2/14/2014 7:32 PM PST