Author Topic: H.S. Offices (Lauren/Connor)  (Read 278 times)

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Re: H.S. Offices (Lauren/Connor)
« on: January 30, 2016, 08:51:15 pm »
A round goes right through Romeo's left wing, the griffon letting out a shriek as he swipes at the dagger aimed towards his torso. His metal talons clash against the edge of the blade, three of the tips chipping off as he lands onto the floor with a crash and three desks between him and the soldiers. Juliet swoops back into the room from Lauren and Connor's right, her one wing blade fashioned with a tether on one end. She lets out a cry to her mate, plans already formed with a single line of communication. The silver griffon lays on his back and presses his hind paws against the desk next to him; with a grunt he launches it into the air over the other two towards the Fireflies. As if on queue the wing blade punctures through the wooden desktop, Juliet then yanking it hard to send the furniture flying downwards towards Lauren and Connor.
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