[ Hickey puts up a hand when he sees the spidery man, motioning for Andrew and Shiv to be still and stay behind him. The pennant doesn't look particularly deadly, but then, neither did the last girl's bucket.
It presents a readily obvious problem, though: it's range. ]
We'll need to disarm him.
[ He says it quietly. How they're going to do that is the real question... He raises his hatchet, takes a moment to aim, and hurls it as hard as he can—right as the man lets out that horrifying screech. It throws Hickey off, and the hatchet goes whizzing past the man's head and into the hedges behind him (4).
He grunts in irritation, but hey maybe it'll distract the guy? ]
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It presents a readily obvious problem, though: it's range. ]
We'll need to disarm him.
[ He says it quietly. How they're going to do that is the real question... He raises his hatchet, takes a moment to aim, and hurls it as hard as he can—right as the man lets out that horrifying screech. It throws Hickey off, and the hatchet goes whizzing past the man's head and into the hedges behind him (4).
He grunts in irritation, but hey maybe it'll distract the guy? ]