Jul 14, 2007 23:40
Closing up the bar and just narrowly avoiding an encounter with a smaller dinosaur that seemed to be darting around the streets, Setsuna realized that she was infinitely safer heading back to the dorms the same way she'd arrived: by flight. All this flying was going to leave her dead tomorrow, but she spread her wings easily and took off, flying carefully, slowly, sharp eyes on the look-out for any more attacks.
[[ for...oh, hell, they know who they are ]]
a pteranodon is not in love with me omg!,
flying,
dinosaurs?