Who the hell came up with moving cacti? Worst idea EVER. [Open]
Characters: Isako and whoever wants to log some good ol' cacti killin'
Content: Cactuar are attacking the ships!
Setting: 4423 and Winding Way. (They're in the same area since they were both doing repairs)
Time: Daytime. Sometime.
Warnings: Isako's got a gun. I'd be careful.
Damn it, damn it, damn it! Just when she thought they could catch a break... no, as if that would ever happen. They always seemed to get the short end of the stick. Hm, she could take comfort in the fact that this was also affecting other ships...
Like hell! Like hell that made her feel any better!
Isako ran quickly from her room back to the deck, dodging idiots left and right. She might have even knocked a few of them over, but like she cared. She was the captain and if these idiots weren't going to protect the ship then that job fell to her.
She exploded through the door and onto the deck, one hand reaching out to grab the railing of the deck as the other held her gun. She took a moment to catch her breath and assess the situation. Crap, there really were a lot of them.
Raising her gun, she took aim at the first cactuar she saw. Bang.
"One." The first one. How many of these was she going to have to kill? Damn, she really needed more bullets. Or a better gun.
Content: Cactuar are attacking the ships!
Setting: 4423 and Winding Way. (They're in the same area since they were both doing repairs)
Time: Daytime. Sometime.
Warnings: Isako's got a gun. I'd be careful.
Damn it, damn it, damn it! Just when she thought they could catch a break... no, as if that would ever happen. They always seemed to get the short end of the stick. Hm, she could take comfort in the fact that this was also affecting other ships...
Like hell! Like hell that made her feel any better!
Isako ran quickly from her room back to the deck, dodging idiots left and right. She might have even knocked a few of them over, but like she cared. She was the captain and if these idiots weren't going to protect the ship then that job fell to her.
She exploded through the door and onto the deck, one hand reaching out to grab the railing of the deck as the other held her gun. She took a moment to catch her breath and assess the situation. Crap, there really were a lot of them.
Raising her gun, she took aim at the first cactuar she saw. Bang.
"One." The first one. How many of these was she going to have to kill? Damn, she really needed more bullets. Or a better gun.