Most Definitely Gwen Stacy, and Not Carnage (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} seered) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rooms, |
Even injured, even drawn out of its comfortable hiding place in the construction of an old friend, Carnage was fast. When Venom shot up toward the ceiling and sent dust raining down on all of them, it slid forward, slipshod quick, through the beast's legs. It raked upward with claws that had flattened into blades, slamming them into the creature's legs. When Parker's web strung across it and slowed it down, it popped back up to its feet behind Venom, slicing the stringy web away.
It reached for Parker, leaping to the wall to follow him, crawling like a thing out of nightmare across the door to his closet. Gravity meant nothing to it. Now that this had all gone south, the best move it could make was to take Parker as a to-go meal and flee the scene. Venom could wait - uninjured, Carnage could beat him easily, but weakened, it might just be a fair fight. It didn't do fair. "CoME HeRE SweETHEART, I jUst WaNT TO HoLD YOu."