NIKI
"Yes, I believe you may be right," Niki mumbles as he hastily straightens up, glancing at the Flood as man becomes macaw and soars off into the sky amid a flurry of radiant bolts of fire. If someone had told the boy this would be his afternoon he'd have found it difficult to believe them, but then again, since meeting Flora, things like this are becoming increasingly common. (This is still wild, though).
Stepping back as one of the hels swoops low, tightly rolling the blueprints to make them a smaller target, luckily Sunjata is able to head off the cheeky bird before it even gets close, though he winces to see it escape with a couple of vibrant blue tail feathers in its beak. "Are you alright?" he calls, heading back to the gap in their perimeter string to repair it.
Ronin, content with having bullied the other hels away, turns his attention to the one determined to cause the most problems. Another flurry of firebolts is tossed into the sky, all of them focused, this time, on the overkill of one very foolish seabird.
Back at the Doubletake's would-be livingroom, Mateo is also stepping a bit closer to his sister as the crabs form rank like they've been enlisted into some weird crustacean front-line. Given that his attempts to spook them away have gone unheeded - and considering how aggressive they are in general - the botanist commits to his swinging with more brutality than before. Aiming at the crabs near his ankles, he'll try to smack them away down the beach.
Niki heads back towards the broken perimeter line, intending to fix it, while Ronin puts all of his efforts into popping the particularly troublesome hel!
Mateo plays crochet with the crabs.
Stepping back as one of the hels swoops low, tightly rolling the blueprints to make them a smaller target, luckily Sunjata is able to head off the cheeky bird before it even gets close, though he winces to see it escape with a couple of vibrant blue tail feathers in its beak. "Are you alright?" he calls, heading back to the gap in their perimeter string to repair it.
Ronin, content with having bullied the other hels away, turns his attention to the one determined to cause the most problems. Another flurry of firebolts is tossed into the sky, all of them focused, this time, on the overkill of one very foolish seabird.
Back at the Doubletake's would-be livingroom, Mateo is also stepping a bit closer to his sister as the crabs form rank like they've been enlisted into some weird crustacean front-line. Given that his attempts to spook them away have gone unheeded - and considering how aggressive they are in general - the botanist commits to his swinging with more brutality than before. Aiming at the crabs near his ankles, he'll try to smack them away down the beach.
Niki heads back towards the broken perimeter line, intending to fix it, while Ronin puts all of his efforts into popping the particularly troublesome hel!
Mateo plays crochet with the crabs.
my body's on the line now, I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
I can feel the light shine on my face
