[ isn't it everyone's dream to just fucking start shooting anders when he starts gearing up for yet another rant? oh to be boothill right now, living our dearest wish.
wouldn't we all rather be at home right now? isn't that what was earned, what was taken? instead they are here, and now, back again in some horrific arena and screaming in the wind at each other. again. benchmarks after benchmarks.
he's a bit slow on the draw becuase of the grogginess and some of the faint, throbbing pain still radiating from the side of his head - ducking to one side as a bullet whizzes by enough to take out some of the feathers at his shoulder and letting out a real, proper: ]
Fuck--
[at least it's shut him up? and then he swings a hand around in a practiced motion, gripping a worn, wooden staff with a heavy and nasty looking hunk of metal at one end, tied with a red ribbon. the end swings, scraping along the pavement of the runway with sparks - projecting a shimmering shield of arcane magic that pulses as each bullet hits it, flinching with the effort. already the shield starts to crack like glass. ]
If you want a fight, you have it, nughumping idiot!
[ i also have silly cursing. we can do this all day. ALL DAY. ]
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wouldn't we all rather be at home right now? isn't that what was earned, what was taken? instead they are here, and now, back again in some horrific arena and screaming in the wind at each other. again. benchmarks after benchmarks.
he's a bit slow on the draw becuase of the grogginess and some of the faint, throbbing pain still radiating from the side of his head - ducking to one side as a bullet whizzes by enough to take out some of the feathers at his shoulder and letting out a real, proper: ]
Fuck--
[at least it's shut him up? and then he swings a hand around in a practiced motion, gripping a worn, wooden staff with a heavy and nasty looking hunk of metal at one end, tied with a red ribbon. the end swings, scraping along the pavement of the runway with sparks - projecting a shimmering shield of arcane magic that pulses as each bullet hits it, flinching with the effort. already the shield starts to crack like glass. ]
If you want a fight, you have it, nughumping idiot!
[ i also have silly cursing. we can do this all day. ALL DAY. ]