Buzz Corey:
Buzz again aimed and fired the ship's gun at the sand leech, wounding it a second time. Afterward, she turned to Cagliostro.
"Yeah, doc, go ahead."
The sand leech's
mind nervous system is made up. It rams the ship.
WHAM
Two or three alarms start going off.
"Um, I kind of meant could I try something
instead of you shooting it... I don't know if it will work now... But I'll try it..."
Dr. Caglostro, ultra-physicist
and mysterious mystic, chants a chant and draws odd symbols in the air with her fingers...
(15:42, Today: The GM, on behalf of Dr. Cleopatra Cagliostro, rolled 8 using 2d6+1 ((2,5)).)
And the sand leech... does...
...nothing. It's reared up, but it's just
swaying there... There's a transparent black miasma around its
eyes head top end.
"I called upon The Black Mists of Malakar... but I don't think it'll hold very long at all... Can you even get us airborne again...?"
(The sand leech is distracted!
Will The Black Mists of Malakar last long enough to let everyone escape?
Flash, now is the time for you to try to run for the ship (the door you were going to use is still open... in fact, it probably can't be closed again any time soon except after a couple of hours with a wrench (or spanner, if you're from Ouranos). Agile check, please...
Buzz, the ship has taken a strong hit. Take -1 forward on your next move...)