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ataraxionlogs2013-02-17 06:47 pm
nothlit) wrote in ataraxionlogs2013-02-17 06:47 pm
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CHARACTERS: tobias & bran stark & summer
LOCATION: O2 gardens
WARNINGS: n/a?
SUMMARY: tobias is looking for a battle morph and dem direwolves sure look good
He'd only been up here a month but already Tobias' world had been turned upside down. Battling aliens he could deal with. Hell, being trapped on a space ship he could deal with. He'd been in worse situations, and really, this place was fairly luxurious as far as getting trapped went. Keeping his morphing ability hidden was easy when people were more concerned with their own problems.
But now Tobias had a problem, and it was that this ship wasn't as safe a it first looked. There were dangers up here that he hadn't been prepared to deal with, and that's why he's perched high on a limb of a tree, fierce gaze angled down into the tangled thickets of the oxygen gardens. The Starks and their direwolves were up here frequently, and though they were nearly attached at the hip, they were the best thing he'd spotted so far that he could use to fight those things out there. And he wasn't foolish enough to think he wouldn't fight them, sometime. But his default, the hawk, was useless against an enemy that was already blind.
Feathers slicked back, his golden eyes catch every twitch of a branch as good as any sniper rifle. She comes through a break in the foliage, head lowered and preoccuiped with something. Her owner was probably close behind, so he had to make this quick and hope that whomever it was was at least a minute away. < Please don't look up, > He thinks, launching from his branch and angling down toward the direwolf, swooping from up high with talons raked forward.
LOCATION: O2 gardens
WARNINGS: n/a?
SUMMARY: tobias is looking for a battle morph and dem direwolves sure look good
He'd only been up here a month but already Tobias' world had been turned upside down. Battling aliens he could deal with. Hell, being trapped on a space ship he could deal with. He'd been in worse situations, and really, this place was fairly luxurious as far as getting trapped went. Keeping his morphing ability hidden was easy when people were more concerned with their own problems.
But now Tobias had a problem, and it was that this ship wasn't as safe a it first looked. There were dangers up here that he hadn't been prepared to deal with, and that's why he's perched high on a limb of a tree, fierce gaze angled down into the tangled thickets of the oxygen gardens. The Starks and their direwolves were up here frequently, and though they were nearly attached at the hip, they were the best thing he'd spotted so far that he could use to fight those things out there. And he wasn't foolish enough to think he wouldn't fight them, sometime. But his default, the hawk, was useless against an enemy that was already blind.
Feathers slicked back, his golden eyes catch every twitch of a branch as good as any sniper rifle. She comes through a break in the foliage, head lowered and preoccuiped with something. Her owner was probably close behind, so he had to make this quick and hope that whomever it was was at least a minute away. < Please don't look up, > He thinks, launching from his branch and angling down toward the direwolf, swooping from up high with talons raked forward.