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| Akala | Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:27 pm Post #16 |
 
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"I don't care much for vegetables," Akala admitted. "Bread is all right, from time to time. Mostly I just prefer my meat cooked." She didn't add that unless she carefully controlled her vegetable intake she got a stomachache. "But thank you for the offer." "This is weird," she thought. "A moment ago this woman was trying to kill me - now we're having a civilized conversation....and, hey, is that eagle diving at us?" It took a moment for her tired mind to process that thought and by the time it finished the answer was quiet clear: "Yep, that bird is diving at us," she thought, taking in monstrous animal. "Um...if it's all the same to you, I think I'm going to grab my sword now," she said, keeping her eyes locked on the eagle, fighting to keep the panic in her voice down. A quick glance told her that the woman was also watching the bird's rapid approach. Akala groped about, feeling for her sword as the bird grew larger and larger. She was just about to scrap the idea and dash behind the rock again when her hand closed around the hilt. She brought the weapon up in a professional (if unoriginal) manner - losing the precious few seconds she could have used to take cover from the eagle baring down on her. But it didn't look good. Combat wise, she was out of her depth - she'd been trained to fight in darkness and close quarters, not in broad daylight and wide open spaces. The best she could do was take the stance she'd learned for fighting an aerial attacker and hope that exposed feeling on either side of her wouldn't be the death of her. Edited by Akala, Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:30 pm.
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