( In his panicked frenzy, Peter isn't altogether aware of everything. He hadn't even realised whom it was he'd latched onto — but as soon as the person snatches that arm back and glares at him with those familiar golden eyes, the teen realises whom he's bumped into.
There's a yelp and Peter flinches backwards even further, putting a good couple of feet between himself and Maul. Fuck, fuck, fuck, not him—)
Sorry— I'm sorry— ( He stammers, wide-eyed and freshly terrified. Great, he's trapped inbetween Maul and some fucking maniac hunter. Peter's voice lowers to a hissed whisper, heart pounding a mile a minute. )
But there's— some guy with a gun. He's trying to kill me!
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There's a yelp and Peter flinches backwards even further, putting a good couple of feet between himself and Maul. Fuck, fuck, fuck, not him— )
Sorry— I'm sorry— ( He stammers, wide-eyed and freshly terrified. Great, he's trapped inbetween Maul and some fucking maniac hunter. Peter's voice lowers to a hissed whisper, heart pounding a mile a minute. )
But there's— some guy with a gun. He's trying to kill me!