[Karlon shreds his way up Steve's leg, up his middle - scrambling across him in time for the first bodyguard to gingerly make their way within reach. At the last moment, Karlon lunges for the outstretched arm the guard offers, using Steve as a springboard in the pouring rain to get there.
A hiss - from the bodyguard as Karlon's claws sink into his forearm too. Then Karlon gives him roughly the same treatment as Steve: climbs up and over him to reach the next guard, and finally - trembling and bloodied (his own and a combination from the people he crawled up) - comes slithering up over the promenade ledge and is helped across the rail by his waiting cohorts to sprawl on the flooded paving stones, panting and glaring daggers at Hux and Kylo Ren.]
How dare you! I'll have you skinned!
[It's not a terribly effective threat when all but delivered from the ground, is it? Meanwhile, on the cliff face the bodyguard nearest Steve ducks his square head in the sluicing rain - long tongue tasting the air, the scent of copper blood quickly being diluted. He reaffirms his foothold then extends his bloodied arm down to Steve as well.]
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A hiss - from the bodyguard as Karlon's claws sink into his forearm too. Then Karlon gives him roughly the same treatment as Steve: climbs up and over him to reach the next guard, and finally - trembling and bloodied (his own and a combination from the people he crawled up) - comes slithering up over the promenade ledge and is helped across the rail by his waiting cohorts to sprawl on the flooded paving stones, panting and glaring daggers at Hux and Kylo Ren.]
How dare you! I'll have you skinned!
[It's not a terribly effective threat when all but delivered from the ground, is it? Meanwhile, on the cliff face the bodyguard nearest Steve ducks his square head in the sluicing rain - long tongue tasting the air, the scent of copper blood quickly being diluted. He reaffirms his foothold then extends his bloodied arm down to Steve as well.]