The lion, horrified, lunges away, leaping after the overhead bronze dragon. If its nose could bleed, it would have a nosebleed after a hit like that.
Below, on the street, there is a shocked silence.
"Dude!" cries a single overexcited human voice-
(The thing about New Yorkers is that you can evacuate them from the site of danger and tell them they mustn't go near it, and they'll do that, but the more dangerous it is the more they want to be there. And the other thing about New Yorkers is that quite a lot of them own binoculars and telescopes that have never once been used for birdwatching or astronomy.)
"-that's King Kong up there! Lookit!"
And as the murmur goes up from the crowd the goddess whirls to face the ape.
"You must be a god," she rasps in the Sumerian tongue. "Not even Gilgamesh was so foolish as to offer My lions harm-"
"Go get 'em, Kong! Go Monkey Power!"
With a screech of fury, Ereshkigal wrenches a piece of masonry loose and swings it at the ape's head.
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Date: 2005-10-11 08:20 pm (UTC)Below, on the street, there is a shocked silence.
"Dude!" cries a single overexcited human voice-
(The thing about New Yorkers is that you can evacuate them from the site of danger and tell them they mustn't go near it, and they'll do that, but the more dangerous it is the more they want to be there. And the other thing about New Yorkers is that quite a lot of them own binoculars and telescopes that have never once been used for birdwatching or astronomy.)
"-that's King Kong up there! Lookit!"
And as the murmur goes up from the crowd the goddess whirls to face the ape.
"You must be a god," she rasps in the Sumerian tongue. "Not even Gilgamesh was so foolish as to offer My lions harm-"
"Go get 'em, Kong! Go Monkey Power!"
With a screech of fury, Ereshkigal wrenches a piece of masonry loose and swings it at the ape's head.