03-27-2022, 01:59 AM
straight for the throat you’re like an animal!
in for the kill, like you're an animal!
Out in the swamp less but close to the town, Ximen lazily practiced telekinetic knife throwing. Pick up a bone knife from his bag. Thunk it into the target. Not a tree—he liked how bones didn’t rust, but he never liked chucking them at thick bark—but a soft target. A thick piece of furniture, waterlogged and soggy, abandoned here perhaps by a Tangler.
Ximen didn’t care where the sofa’d come from. He just enjoyed piercing the upholstery with his bone knives.
He selected the last in the back, one of the smaller ones, and spun it to test the balance. Light. Bit top-heavy, but passable center of gravity.
His golden eyes focused on a pink chamomile in the dirty sofa. The bone knife stabilized, then shot off in a straight line towards the target.
Grumbling to himself and rubbing his muzzle, Ximen summoned the bone knives back into his bag with a flick of his paw. Conjuration, this time; they vanished from the sofa while his bag inflated.
Another knife lazily rose from the bag. It wavered; not because his concentration slacked, but because his eyes half-closed from a toothy yawn.
[member=18240]LUCINDER XIU[/member]
Ximen didn’t care where the sofa’d come from. He just enjoyed piercing the upholstery with his bone knives.
He selected the last in the back, one of the smaller ones, and spun it to test the balance. Light. Bit top-heavy, but passable center of gravity.
His golden eyes focused on a pink chamomile in the dirty sofa. The bone knife stabilized, then shot off in a straight line towards the target.
Grumbling to himself and rubbing his muzzle, Ximen summoned the bone knives back into his bag with a flick of his paw. Conjuration, this time; they vanished from the sofa while his bag inflated.
Another knife lazily rose from the bag. It wavered; not because his concentration slacked, but because his eyes half-closed from a toothy yawn.
[member=18240]LUCINDER XIU[/member]