[Witchchylde]

A brief flare of panic arose as she considered having to touch those slime filled bags. Shuddering briefly, Jade steeled herself and sprung into action. Rebounding off the snail's shell, she sprung towards the first of the sacks, severing its connecting stem from the ceiling and landing on a tabletop with the bundle that was already oozing slime from its cut end.
With a cautious slice of her chakram, she opened the sack and then sprang away as slime splashed everywhere. The person inside stirred faintly, so she helped him to an upright position and gave his back a gentle thumping.

"Thattaboy, cough all that muck out of ya," she said encouragingly when the citizen began a whooping cough. Well, one down, about a half a dozen to go, she told herself, readying for the next spring.