"Ey, don't stab the doctor here! I already got enough trouble cutting this corpse up!"
Kick the damn leg out from under the damn zombie so it loses balance! it'll either go down and become a easier target, or let go and attempt to stabilize itself with it's arms.
[zombie 5] [ Dustan resilience 2] The whip tightens around your foot as the blades become sharper easily slicing through flesh and bone, severing your foot from the rest of your body. You scream in agony, as you reflexively pull your stump away from the contracting whip as it absorbs your foot and seems to anchor itself further into the late Damains shoulder.
"Look, son. I could understand if you're making a counteroffer, but I'm not usually in the business of screwing over people who pay me. And I recommend if you think you know where your head is, not to waste my time. Either leave, or lets get to business, one way or the other."
Command the beast to take aim and be ready to take the speaking dude's head off.
At the suggestion of your hostile intent your beast perks up and growls at the goon, the goon snarls back. You get a sudden suspicion that something is right behind you. enemies beast mastery [6+1=7] [resilience 3] Something suddenly slams into your back cutting it up and knocking you to the ground, it's still clinging to you. At this sound the rest of the goons charge you The speaking one cackling screaming it always works and charges while the one to his side produces his switchblade and charges. The one on the left however is still staring straight ahead.
Fuck, umm sorry, just hold that whip still.
try to damage the zombie's whip.
[str 2] With a cry of rage your charge towards the zombie and begin to poke ineffectually at the zombies whip.
Groo gasps, and then makes a sound approximating a 'squee'. "Doggy! I'm gonna call you Rufferto! Here, Rufferto!"
Feed the nice doggy a little bit of (human) Rufferto's flesh which Groo totally looted from the gang base, then continue along, (doggy) Rufferto in tow.
Groo tosses a the piece of meat that he had in his pocket to the mutt, which happily snaps it up and wags it's tail. It seems to like the name and follows along behind Groo. As he continues to saunter along, oblivious to the stares at his bloodstained head.
Read more about traps while recovering energy. See if there is anything I could quickly set up in the apartment that could immobilize or tame the daemon limbs. Also, see if the results are in this periodical about that study "they" totally did on the amount of time it takes for a daemon limb to expend it's energy while possessing a corpse.
You read along, well it looks like you need access to the some spare bits of metal in order to build a really good trap, in a pinch you could probably build one by smashing up furniture in the apartment, though you might get fined for that. Lets see in the periodical it says that the daemon tends to leave as soon as it's amputated however the daemon tends to get bored and leave once everyone around it either runs away and it can't easily catch them or everyone in sight distance dies. Interesting.