#// either way he will NOT be babygirlified. (at least not Immediately.) once he gets held for the first time in AGES though? game over

[hacksawgeddon]

The girl beckons to her—she sounds afraid and rightfully so. He stands completely still momentarily, weighing out his options. Should he let her go? If he doesn’t, more people will come. It seemed like the more sensible choice. But what if she was dangerous? It’s hard to tell nowadays. People used to not have strange powers. He at least guessed that this one didn’t have any destructive ones, or she would’ve freed herself by now.

Hacksaw steps closer now, gaze fixated on her. How she had managed to even get this far is a mystery. Lucky she ended up in one of the nets and not in one of the bear traps, otherwise she would’ve been in much worse condition. His eyes scan her carefully—a few scrapes and scratches but no blood in sight. Why was he even concerned? All he needs to do is drag her back at the edge of the camp, that’s all.

Mercy thrashes; she's not easily prone to panic, but being caught in a net has a way of bringing the panic out. She can feel that the more she wriggles, the more entangled she gets, and so she is trying to calm herself when she sees a figure approach.

Her interaction with horror media is nonexistent, but even so the sight of a masked individual with a saw is distressing. Mercy gasps, though it's barely audible through her already panting breath. "Hello?" she calls, voice shaking. They're not close enough for her to get a fix on how im/pure he might be, and Mercy feels acutely lost without that ability. "Can you cut me free? Please?" Her fingers grasp at the net, looking beseechingly at the mask.