Post by Flynn Drabek on Sept 26, 2013 22:00:19 GMT -6
((just gonna go ahead and branch off right here. xD ))
"No, it's fine! Trust me, I get it completely. I would have left if my Nemisi began to act that way. Only... He didn't. Ah. Haha."
Flynn took note of her discomfort, but brushed it off with ease. She obviously wasn't very content with conversing, particularly towards someone she hardly knew.
"Yeah. Well, at least they aren't biting at each other's necks," He pointed out in a slightly awkward manner. Narati was lodged at the bottom of the hill, tearing at an ashen Nemesis as its fur became littered with specks of crimson. The
Mistlings around her took note of her apparent betrayal, launching at the striped feline and falling with an arrow splintered in their neck.
He pulled an arrow from his quiver at the sight of an approaching Lasher. He hammered it in the beast's skull, ripping it out and fitting it in his arrow in one swift motion. He then flung it at an Arubi that was gaining on Mizuki.
Perhaps it was best if he didn't try and force a conversation onto her. Especially at the most inconvenient time possible.
The earth below him rattled madly, his balance depleting as he landed on the stirred ground.
Spirites.
His gaze landed three individual luminous spheres, their beings hardly visible through the shivering floor. He swung his longbow aimlessly, the sprites floating backwards as the ground settled once again.
This was going to be just great.
Flynn took note of her discomfort, but brushed it off with ease. She obviously wasn't very content with conversing, particularly towards someone she hardly knew.
"Yeah. Well, at least they aren't biting at each other's necks," He pointed out in a slightly awkward manner. Narati was lodged at the bottom of the hill, tearing at an ashen Nemesis as its fur became littered with specks of crimson. The
Mistlings around her took note of her apparent betrayal, launching at the striped feline and falling with an arrow splintered in their neck.
He pulled an arrow from his quiver at the sight of an approaching Lasher. He hammered it in the beast's skull, ripping it out and fitting it in his arrow in one swift motion. He then flung it at an Arubi that was gaining on Mizuki.
Perhaps it was best if he didn't try and force a conversation onto her. Especially at the most inconvenient time possible.
The earth below him rattled madly, his balance depleting as he landed on the stirred ground.
Spirites.
His gaze landed three individual luminous spheres, their beings hardly visible through the shivering floor. He swung his longbow aimlessly, the sprites floating backwards as the ground settled once again.
This was going to be just great.
