Seth was running out of options. He started desperately grabbing for something to assist him, grasping at anything he could find. Dust, a rock, a pipe, a rat, anything. He needed something to continue to either distract or injure this bulky beast before him.

"Like hell you will!" Seth exclaimed. He had no intention of letting the man rip his jaw off and would do everything necessary to keep that from happening. He tried for a hard kick to the testicles, hoping that he had enough strength in his leg to slow the bruiser down long enough for Seth...

Seth stared out at his opponent from his hollow eyes, carefully measuring and calculating his opponents reach, probable maximum strength, and possible weak points. He focused on his breathing, controlling it as best he could, uncertain how this confrontation would end. He cursed his inability to res...

Deciding that unarmed there wasn't much he could do to the man with the ball and chain, Seth decided drastic measures were in order. He was a rather skilled pilot and given his math skills, he hoped he could lose this guy after some fancy maneuvers. Seth gunned the engine, hurdling towards massive r...

Seth realized that he had a serious problem on his hands. He was surrounded by armed men, both trying to kill him, with no armaments of his own. He desperately ducked and dodged trying not to get hit by the ball being swung at his head or the blaster bolts whizzing by him. Finally, Seth realized he ...

(Am I assuming I have no weapons or am I armed?)

Seth cried out in pain as he felt the blade stab into his arm, feeling the blood spurting out of his arm and onto his clothes. He immediately whipped around, put his blaster in the guy's chest, and fired off multiple rounds. He then ripped off a piece of fabric and tied it around the wound in an att...

Seth cursed under his breath for not being able to disarm the man. His breathing quickened even more as he began reaching for his blaster. He was hoping it wouldn't come to killing, but these men had left him no choice: kill or be killed. He drew his blaster and fired off several rounds at both men.

Seth was breathing heavily, looking from one man to the other, desperately trying to find a weakness. He couldn't find anything obvious, but as he shifted his foot, he felt the rocks move under his foot. He pretended to collapse in fear, taking the opportunity to scoop up a handful of rocks. "P...

As Seth entered the busy market, everything, while looking like the last thing he'd want to eat, smelled delicious. Seth began to approach a booth when he was bumped into by someone he didn't know, but who appeared to be wanting to get moving as quickly as possible. "Excuse me," Seth said....