( There's some kind of shock keeping Peter from maybe freaking the complete fuck out just yet. Sure, he's screaming, but that's pretty much the general kneejerk reaction to being consumed by a giant amphibian. The true, true horror of this is about to come, but it hasn't quite hit him full force, or else Peter would be having a panic attack. He'd probably pass out.
As it is, he's just screaming his head off in the pitch darkness, hands shooting out only to make contact with a horrible hot, wet sensation. Like fleshy walls all around him. And he can't breathe, it's hard to breathe — yes, Peter's seconds away from a complete meltdown.
That's when he hears Varian shout something. Peter's not quite able to form rational thought to the words that should tell him exactly what's coming. His mind's blank; he can't comprehend anything.
And then he blows up.
Or, well— the thing he's trapped inside of does. Fortunately, its guts keep him safe from being blown to pieces himself, but it bursts so violently that Peter's still caught in the crossfires. It's like an explosion of fireworks too close, and he's sent flying out of it, flung across the ground. He lies there in a mess of steaming.... parts, covered in slime and pieces of stomach and blood.
...And he doesn't move at all. Is he dead? He might be dead. He feels dead. (He's not dead.) )
cw: animal death, explosion
As it is, he's just screaming his head off in the pitch darkness, hands shooting out only to make contact with a horrible hot, wet sensation. Like fleshy walls all around him. And he can't breathe, it's hard to breathe — yes, Peter's seconds away from a complete meltdown.
That's when he hears Varian shout something. Peter's not quite able to form rational thought to the words that should tell him exactly what's coming. His mind's blank; he can't comprehend anything.
And then he blows up.
Or, well— the thing he's trapped inside of does. Fortunately, its guts keep him safe from being blown to pieces himself, but it bursts so violently that Peter's still caught in the crossfires. It's like an explosion of fireworks too close, and he's sent flying out of it, flung across the ground. He lies there in a mess of steaming.... parts, covered in slime and pieces of stomach and blood.
...And he doesn't move at all. Is he dead? He might be dead. He feels dead. (He's not dead.) )