✘ XXIX
STOP RIGHT THERE!
[With scythe in hand, Maka points at her opponent to let it know the seriousness of his next statement. This enemy had surprised him at first, but now he was simply infuriated.]
In the name of Lord Death, your soul is mine!
[Normally, Maka would feel a bit more awkward about saying such a thing to an animated cooked turkey, but seriously this thing has really been ticking him off. Besides, it IS technically part of a Meister's job description to take care of dangerous undead, sooo...]
No, don't run! Get back here! Augh, why is a dead fat bird so fast?
[The turkey bolts and is surprisingly agile. Maka chases it, swinging her scythe furiously in an attempt to hit the thing. The turkry hops and jumps and waddles with surprising dexterity. The chase leads them both all over Mayfield. It would be at this point that you, as the audience, would hear yakety sax playing in the background.]
[With scythe in hand, Maka points at her opponent to let it know the seriousness of his next statement. This enemy had surprised him at first, but now he was simply infuriated.]
In the name of Lord Death, your soul is mine!
[Normally, Maka would feel a bit more awkward about saying such a thing to an animated cooked turkey, but seriously this thing has really been ticking him off. Besides, it IS technically part of a Meister's job description to take care of dangerous undead, sooo...]
No, don't run! Get back here! Augh, why is a dead fat bird so fast?
[The turkey bolts and is surprisingly agile. Maka chases it, swinging her scythe furiously in an attempt to hit the thing. The turkry hops and jumps and waddles with surprising dexterity. The chase leads them both all over Mayfield. It would be at this point that you, as the audience, would hear yakety sax playing in the background.]