( he falls, and it's significantly more of a surprise than it has any right to be. because billy is used to falling at this point, but he's not quite used to falling alone, nor is he used to random sentient plants trying to sweep him up before he can impact with the ground. the vines raise, and billy's already tangled up in his cape but thrashing arms out, sparks flying, as he tries to unentangle himself. it gets himself into more trouble than the effort's worth, because while it does gett the vines off, getting the vines off before being ready to fly himself out means he is colliding with the ground a little harder than intended. )

Ow. ( up on his hands and knees for a moment before he's rolling over to sit on the ground, and billy's moving a hand up to rub at the back of his neck. the ow is more offended than painful; aside from a few bruises, he's still in one piece. )

( attacked by a massive scorpion is not how he saw his day going, thanks. he'd been hoping for an uncomfortably quiet day inside a spaceship, where he could curl up by himself and sulk, not - running away from something that keeps throwing what he's hoping isn't poisonous goo at them. goo? liquid? mystery chemical compound that turns people into mecha scorpions? he doesn't know, and he's hoping he never has to find out. he's running, which is a really bad move especially because billy can fly and that's significantly faster but is he doing that? no. he's running, on his legs that are not made for running because he's spent most his superheroing time either flying or teleporting when he had to get somewhere fast.

the scorpio spews out more of it's liquid billy is intent on not finding out what it does out, except this time it's not going for him it's going for someone else and he's shooting out a hand in their direction, fingers sparking with blue energy moments before a shield blocks the path between the liquid and it's victim. and billy, focused on trying to keep them from getting splattered with it, misses that the scorpion's raising its stinger and swiping it at him at a speed there's no way he's going to be able to dodge in time.

half a point still counts as a win, right. )

( hit me up at crowbars or throw something at me and i'll run with it! )