but the thing is, even if i could go back, i wouldn't belong there anymore
The pumpkin is squashed into bits, but that's only one down - and gods only know how many to go. It's a good thing Raza shows up when she does, and Aurelia is lucky her arm is strong because that rock manages to pierce through the gourd's flesh like it's made of paper.
Green eyes blink up at the Bartender in surprise, before Aurelia's backing up to create some distance between herself and the cranky vegetables, while also getting closer to her comrade.
"Nice throw!" She comments with a grin, glancing at Raza's face, "Let's show 'em what we got, yeah?"
At this, Aurelia grabs one of her throwing daggers and hurls it at a rather large, yellow squash. The curved blade digs right into it's head - or body. Honestly, who can tell? Either way, it's stopped right in its tracks. But more keep comin', and another one of the big fuckers is barrel-rolling straight for the Torchies.
It bowls straight through Aurelia's ankles, sending her face-first into the muddy grass.
Green eyes blink up at the Bartender in surprise, before Aurelia's backing up to create some distance between herself and the cranky vegetables, while also getting closer to her comrade.
"Nice throw!" She comments with a grin, glancing at Raza's face, "Let's show 'em what we got, yeah?"
At this, Aurelia grabs one of her throwing daggers and hurls it at a rather large, yellow squash. The curved blade digs right into it's head - or body. Honestly, who can tell? Either way, it's stopped right in its tracks. But more keep comin', and another one of the big fuckers is barrel-rolling straight for the Torchies.
It bowls straight through Aurelia's ankles, sending her face-first into the muddy grass.
Aurelia
