The One Eyed Bandit
rotworm
Seren arced through the air when Grace released her, only starting to sparkle with the light of transformation when she reached the peak of her flight. The change came fast, and in a moment her violent weapon form had returned to that of the dignified young woman that most were familiar with. That is, save for her leg.
Snaking out from where her left leg would've normally started, one of Seren's meteor's still hung proudly in the air. Both it and the girl seemed to slow for a moment, before the great iron ball plummeted back down to earth, pulling Seren with it. To anyone who didn't know her very well, it might have looked like she'd aped up her reversion, but that thought would've been quickly dashed when her free leg cut down through the air and hammered the meteor into the ground a split-second before impact.
The sound of splintering wood filled the air, and Seren found herself standing before a pair of now very badly damaged but still in-tact trapdoors. She frowned, dusted herself off, muttered something about houses being built too sturdily in the old days, and then properly reverted herself back into human form.
"I was thinking down, but it's just occurred to me that the two of them might just be dead at the bottom of that pitfall." Seren said, one of her typical frowns tinging her words with obvious displeasure. "I can't say this is how I was expecting our first proper mission to go. It's been all of five minutes and we've already been split up like this is an episode of Scooby-fucking-doo."
Seren squeezed the bridge of her nose as she went over their situation in her head. Their 'team', as far as she knew, was now split into three groups. Grace and herself were in the middle, and the other two were on opposite ends of a y-axis. She sighed to herself, wondering just how things had gone so wrong so quickly.
"We should go after the two drama queens. I don't know what the other three's relationship is like, but I bet it's not bad to the point where they're probably struggling to resonate like those two, so they can probably handle themselves." Seren paused and tapped her shoe on the damaged trapdoor, to the response of a dense-sounding 'thump thump'. "I'm pretty sure we could bust a hole through this thing if we gave it another go... But there's no telling how long the drop is. Do think we should give it a go or just try to find another route?"
Snaking out from where her left leg would've normally started, one of Seren's meteor's still hung proudly in the air. Both it and the girl seemed to slow for a moment, before the great iron ball plummeted back down to earth, pulling Seren with it. To anyone who didn't know her very well, it might have looked like she'd aped up her reversion, but that thought would've been quickly dashed when her free leg cut down through the air and hammered the meteor into the ground a split-second before impact.
The sound of splintering wood filled the air, and Seren found herself standing before a pair of now very badly damaged but still in-tact trapdoors. She frowned, dusted herself off, muttered something about houses being built too sturdily in the old days, and then properly reverted herself back into human form.
"I was thinking down, but it's just occurred to me that the two of them might just be dead at the bottom of that pitfall." Seren said, one of her typical frowns tinging her words with obvious displeasure. "I can't say this is how I was expecting our first proper mission to go. It's been all of five minutes and we've already been split up like this is an episode of Scooby-fucking-doo."
Seren squeezed the bridge of her nose as she went over their situation in her head. Their 'team', as far as she knew, was now split into three groups. Grace and herself were in the middle, and the other two were on opposite ends of a y-axis. She sighed to herself, wondering just how things had gone so wrong so quickly.
"We should go after the two drama queens. I don't know what the other three's relationship is like, but I bet it's not bad to the point where they're probably struggling to resonate like those two, so they can probably handle themselves." Seren paused and tapped her shoe on the damaged trapdoor, to the response of a dense-sounding 'thump thump'. "I'm pretty sure we could bust a hole through this thing if we gave it another go... But there's no telling how long the drop is. Do think we should give it a go or just try to find another route?"
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