Two more owls fly in, bigger ones this time, and settle on the stumps in front of them.
"I dislike animals, let's go." Shufti says, drawing her sword and chipping a small piece of bark off each tree as she passes in as straight a line as she can.
Enzo flails the stun beam at the newcomers and sets off at a jog. "No kidding. Wabbits can crash an entire system if they're not stopped. I'll stun, you slice."
The owls drop as they pass, unable to do very much more than summon their brethren, but when they're increasing exponentiowlly*, that is more than enough. In between sweeps, Enzo stares around frantically for anything that might constitute an exit from what is technically an open space.
The fastest-moving of the owls bounce off of Enzo's force field, but the more slowly swooping ones get through, and some of them are big.
"Oh, frag no!" Enzo snarls. He wrenches his left arm in the direction of the tree trunk near Shufti's branch and fires. The grapnel seizes the bark, and he reels in. Most of the talons scrape against his armoured jumpsuit, more or less harmlessly, but some slice skin. He grits his teeth. Just because sprites don't bleed doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.
It also hurts when he slams into the trunk, but he manages to get a hold of the branch and then of Shufti. "Hang onto me tight, okay?" he says, releasing the grapnel from the tree and preparing to fire again.
"You read my mind," he says through clenched teeth, and fires. The two of them are yanked through the air straight at the gate; Enzo twists so that his feet hit first, bursting it open.
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Date: 2014-01-03 10:38 pm (UTC)He has learnt about the many shapes User trees can take. These are not the right ones.
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Date: 2014-01-03 10:45 pm (UTC)"You got anything that makes a light?"
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Date: 2014-01-03 10:55 pm (UTC)She takes a deep breath and gets up.
"We're going to need to navigate again."
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:10 pm (UTC)A tiny owl flutters down and lands in front of her.
"What is this thing?" she asks suspiciously.
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:16 pm (UTC)Huh.
"It's a bird. I'd say it's cute, but under the circumstances..."
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:19 pm (UTC)Two more owls fly in, bigger ones this time, and settle on the stumps in front of them.
"I dislike animals, let's go." Shufti says, drawing her sword and chipping a small piece of bark off each tree as she passes in as straight a line as she can.
The owls hoot.
Four owls fly in front of her.
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:22 pm (UTC)1
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"Iiiii'm not liking this pattern."
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:25 pm (UTC)The owls hoot.
Eight owls appear, and this time two of them fly straight for Shufti's head. She screams and fights them off.
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:30 pm (UTC)He produces his stunner and sweeps it around, set to maximum.
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:37 pm (UTC)"Thanks. I think we better move quickly." Shufti says. chipping trees.
The owls hoot.
Sixteen owls appear.
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:50 pm (UTC)She sets off at a fast pace, and as the owls attack, jumps, spins and herds them with her sword towards Enzo's stunner.
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Date: 2014-01-03 11:58 pm (UTC)The owls drop as they pass, unable to do very much more than summon their brethren, but when they're increasing exponentiowlly*, that is more than enough. In between sweeps, Enzo stares around frantically for anything that might constitute an exit from what is technically an open space.
*The mun apologizes. Ha ha, no she doesn't.
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Date: 2014-01-04 12:01 am (UTC)As she does so, thirty two owls appear and a number swoop down, grabbing them both with their talons and trying to pull them into the air.
Shufti grabs onto the branch of a tree as she is pulled up.
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Date: 2014-01-04 12:12 am (UTC)"Oh, frag no!" Enzo snarls. He wrenches his left arm in the direction of the tree trunk near Shufti's branch and fires. The grapnel seizes the bark, and he reels in. Most of the talons scrape against his armoured jumpsuit, more or less harmlessly, but some slice skin. He grits his teeth. Just because sprites don't bleed doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.
It also hurts when he slams into the trunk, but he manages to get a hold of the branch and then of Shufti. "Hang onto me tight, okay?" he says, releasing the grapnel from the tree and preparing to fire again.
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Date: 2014-01-04 12:15 am (UTC)"Thanks! Aim for the gate!" she holds on tight.
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Date: 2014-01-05 09:16 pm (UTC)