D/A/R/K Štäïńš on the :W:a:l:l: (open)

[Light]

She shakes her stinging hand and angrily draws her gun, "Put them down NOW Ick," she demands. "Or I will shoot this time!"

[deepwallow]

There is no reply except for a thud of somethig droppig to the floor. From the light, it illuminates Ick picking the light up in his hands and looking at it curiously. From the rays, legs can be seen but darkness obscures the rest of the body

[Light]

Edging towards the legs she saw from the glow, the agent keeps her gun aimed at Ick. Thats right... keep playing with the light...

[deepwallow]

Ick seems to take no notice of her, though his tentacles were whipping around, grabbing things or skimming over them, creating a sort of moving maze