[identity profile] fulminous.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] mooglenet_backup
[ Lightning is outside, eyes narrowed, the device in her hand at an upside down angle. She's glaring up at the rising sun, as if looking for something.. ] I must have been hearing things—

[ She turns to go back inside, bringing the phone up to shut it off when there's a rather loud screech, and Lightning whirls around, the device in her hand all but forgotten as it drops to the ground. The view, after it's done bouncing, is now pointed directly at the gradually lightening sky, with hundreds of black dots quickly coming into focus. Lightning herself is only seen as a large boot, but you can still hear her movements and voice rather clearly; there's the sound of her drawing her blade, and the crunch of the dirt under her feet as she turns on her heel. ] Snow! Get Serah into the house and hide!!

[ The dots are now rather visible as large silver dragons careening into the city, attacking anything they can get their claws on. Lightning's footsteps are heard gradually running away, only to come back as she scoops up the phone and makes a rather mean face into it. ] This is ridiculous.

[ Click! ]

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Date: 2010-05-02 07:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] piercedgloves.livejournal.com
[ Rude doesn't answer Ondore; he was fully intending on it. As Reno enters, Rude looks him over; no worse for wear, though the same probably can't be said for himself and the Marquis. Grudgingly, he nods, and throws some more bombs with maybe a bit more force than necessary. ]

*lols somewhere*

Date: 2010-05-03 11:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marquisofthesky.livejournal.com
[Giving Reno a slight look once the Turk made it back safe and sound, Ondore realized that they were just about to run out of bombs.]

There's more dragons than explosives here, surely another plan will be needed.

X3

Date: 2010-05-03 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flyboy-red.livejournal.com
Uh... another plan. Right. [Reno does not have another plan, so he's just going to toss the bomb out, pulling the sunglasses off his face and glancing at the cats.]

Cat-bait? I'm kidding. [No need to give him bad looks... But really, he has no more plans. That was his daring plan just then.]

Date: 2010-05-05 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] piercedgloves.livejournal.com
[ Rude doesn't have one either. ]

They're everywhere?

[ Meaning all over Gaia. Turks know when to retreat, after all. ]

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