[The smirk quickly leaves as Takasugi shoves him, replaced by a grimace as the corner of the table digs into his back; Gintoki gives it a quick rub before getting up; he's watching as Takasugi gets closer to the rumbling cabinet, starting to follow after him as he spots the pink acid spitting slime.
But that meant getting closer to that cabinet, and the chairs. . .he'll start running, that foreboding sense of dread leaving him unable to just stand and watch. Just as he's about to catch up to Takasugi, the cabinet doors fly open with a crash, tables, chairs pushed back as . . . what the hell.
Gintoki is just going to stop and stare, narrowly missing being hit square in the gut with the corner of a lab table as it slams into another table in the room. The doors were open and inside the cabinet . . .
. . .was pink slime. The entire cabinet, as if it were full of jell-o, slowly quivering there for a long moment, a longer glob of the stuff running the length of one cabinet door. Gintoki will continue to watch, frozen, as subtle, popping, sucking sounds start, and the pink slime begins to ooze out onto the ground -- and re-form. For another long moment it sits there on the ground, an enormous glob of slime - almost as tall as him - and Gintoki gives a quick glance to wherever Takasugi wound up, wary.
And then it turned around; Gintoki stifled a yell, arm moving up with his wooden sword ready, only to be met with two large eyes, blinking, and -- what the hell, that mouth was huge! It was enormous! He was not about to be slime food! He'll take a step forward, only to freeze as the slime gave a rumbling quiver, turned and inhaled the closest thing to it - an unsuspecting chair, totally engulfed in the slime's enormous mouth.
The chair starts to dissolve as soon as it's engulfed by the slime. That's when Gintoki doesn't even bother to stifle another yell. ]
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But that meant getting closer to that cabinet, and the chairs. . .he'll start running, that foreboding sense of dread leaving him unable to just stand and watch. Just as he's about to catch up to Takasugi, the cabinet doors fly open with a crash, tables, chairs pushed back as . . . what the hell.
Gintoki is just going to stop and stare, narrowly missing being hit square in the gut with the corner of a lab table as it slams into another table in the room. The doors were open and inside the cabinet . . .
. . .was pink slime. The entire cabinet, as if it were full of jell-o, slowly quivering there for a long moment, a longer glob of the stuff running the length of one cabinet door. Gintoki will continue to watch, frozen, as subtle, popping, sucking sounds start, and the pink slime begins to ooze out onto the ground -- and re-form. For another long moment it sits there on the ground, an enormous glob of slime - almost as tall as him - and Gintoki gives a quick glance to wherever Takasugi wound up, wary.
And then it turned around; Gintoki stifled a yell, arm moving up with his wooden sword ready, only to be met with two large eyes, blinking, and -- what the hell, that mouth was huge! It was enormous! He was not about to be slime food! He'll take a step forward, only to freeze as the slime gave a rumbling quiver, turned and inhaled the closest thing to it - an unsuspecting chair, totally engulfed in the slime's enormous mouth.
The chair starts to dissolve as soon as it's engulfed by the slime. That's when Gintoki doesn't even bother to stifle another yell. ]
T-takasugi!