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The Sure Shot

Aug 27, 2009 14:04

Who: Darien Fawkes, and anyone who wants to find him.
What: The Invisible Man wakes up in a not so favorable place, in a city that has a cruel sense of humor.
Where: The Western District Asylum.
When: Thursday morning.

( Got a hole in my head and there’s no one to fix it. )

† smaug, † darien fawkes, lara croft, !open

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... I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. At all. readfahwyrm August 27 2009, 22:28:38 UTC

Smaug had grown tired of talking into the mirror and even more tired of the few mortals who had accosted him in the street; his fires, for that matter, seemed to have gone out (was he then, in fact, truly dead?), and so there was no way to simply burn this strange city to the ground.

Instead, he walked, padding along the wider avenues, each step causing slight tremors as he went, his tail occasionally knocking some bit of a building's facade into the street. Perhaps it was prudent to get the lay of the land, then, to for once not announce his presence by taking to the air. He had no patience for the prattle in the mirror, and so he would gain the measure of this city with his own eyes ( ... )

LOL oh my god I love you. hihoquicksilver August 27 2009, 23:51:05 UTC

Anyone in Darien’s position could never question the state of their sanity enough. Nope, you could never get enough of that sanity question part after walking out of a freaking mental institution.

For one thing, he wasn’t really seeing a giant red lizard stalking down the street. Hell, he might even be as bold as to call it a dragon. But that’s just crazy talk. There were no such things as dragons.

To be fair, there were no such things as invisible men, either... until a few months ago, that is.

This, however, went beyond simple insanity. If he might even be bolder, one might say he went absolutely batshi-

“Hey!”

Darien had been too caught in a state of what and why that his sense of reaction had been a little lagging. The man jumped immediately out of the way just in time before being caught in the path of the walking, scaly beast.

Threadjack hello! lady_adventure August 28 2009, 00:36:03 UTC

Although walking through the Western District was not the most prudent thought in Lara's mind, it was still one that she found necessary. She had spent most of her time either mapping the city out or studying the mysterious bending phenomenon. Since getting shot, she found herself becoming more and more elusive to wandering the city or seeing others. She would not allow herself to become a hermit, and the Western District was the last one she needed to map and identify.

So, limping and stupidly in pain, Lara wandered the streets, noting anything she found important. The littered bodied did very little to her nerves, to be honest. Dead bodies were just that: dead. There was no fear to come from them. However, much fear could come from tremors and the sound of large footsteps. She quickly grabbed up her handguns, never far from her hips, and turned to corner of a building, astounded by what she saw.

A dragon. A rather large, rather red dragon strolling the streets.

"My GodLara had seen tyrannosaurus rexes, large water serpents, and ( ... )

readfahwyrm August 28 2009, 00:46:00 UTC

By this point, Smaug was more irritated than anything else. It seemed all these stupid humans in this stupid city did was get underfoot; they weren't even bothering to attack him. Hmph. When he had his flame back, then they'd see...

Snorting, he reached out a claw to brush them both to the side of the road.

"Out of the way," he grumbled. "I am most certainly not in the mood."

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