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re_alignment_logs2013-02-13 10:01 am
sword_redemption) wrote in re_alignment_logs2013-02-13 10:01 am
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HONEY I'm HOOOOOOOME
Who: Drift and Vandal and Wing if he wants to?
What: After a busy day of monster killing, the conquering hero returns to his damsel in bug-phobic distress
Where: Solus's. Sorry about the floor.
When: nowish?
Warnings: none likely except weeaboo and derp and terrible, terrible lines
It hadn't gone quite as expected, but then again, battle never did. That was part of what made it interesting. Still, it had been good to get out and do something: Drift felt so useless in peacetime, and sparring could only take the edge off so much. He isn't quite comfortable with the fact that he needs it, to fight, to kill, but right now, when it's been put to good purpose--saving the Haven, he pushes those darker thoughts aside, rolling into Solus's temple at top speed.
He looks a little worse for wear, but, well, you know. Maybe chicks dig battle scars. Or maybe he just wants her to use a dent puller on him.
"Vandal?" He pushes up to his bot mode, leaving sticky smeary terrorpede fluid footprints in a messy trail. "It's safe to come out now."
What: After a busy day of monster killing, the conquering hero returns to his damsel in bug-phobic distress
Where: Solus's. Sorry about the floor.
When: nowish?
Warnings: none likely except weeaboo and derp and terrible, terrible lines
It hadn't gone quite as expected, but then again, battle never did. That was part of what made it interesting. Still, it had been good to get out and do something: Drift felt so useless in peacetime, and sparring could only take the edge off so much. He isn't quite comfortable with the fact that he needs it, to fight, to kill, but right now, when it's been put to good purpose--saving the Haven, he pushes those darker thoughts aside, rolling into Solus's temple at top speed.
He looks a little worse for wear, but, well, you know. Maybe chicks dig battle scars. Or maybe he just wants her to use a dent puller on him.
"Vandal?" He pushes up to his bot mode, leaving sticky smeary terrorpede fluid footprints in a messy trail. "It's safe to come out now."