by Freezair » 10/14/2010 2:21 PM
Xera's strike left the poacher face-down on the ground. Tristan shouted at her to move away, and fired off one last dart. It hit the man square in the neck; he'd be out cold in no time.
Tristan scaled the branches. He fired his flare skyward, signalling to anyone who might be near. He swiveled his head to scan the sky. Sometimes it took a while for the flares to register. He readied another one, but a quick burst from the West told him that he'd been seen. Someone was coming.
Tristan swung down from the tree, landing bow-legged in font of Xera. He straightened himself out, his upper lip bristling. His eyes were uncertain. "Well, Miss Xera, I... That was a good performance. Thank you. Without you, I don't think we could have apprehended those two. Thank you. You were certainly an asset. ...Thank you." Then he realized how many times he'd said "thank you," and his face redened, flustered.
[20]
I'm so cool (too bad I'm a loser).
I'm so smart (too bad I can't get anything figured out)!
I'm so brave (too bad I'm a baby).
I'm so fly
That's probably why it feels just like I'm falling for the first time!
I'm so green (it's really amazing).
I'm so clean (too bad I can't get all the dirt off of me)!
I'm so sane (It's driving me crazy)!
It's so strange
I can't believe I'm falling for the first time!
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