by NamagomiMk0 » Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:16 am
Vance twitched. He twitched again. The hand around the sunrod he held clamped tighter. And he gave Shawn a glare that could kill bunnies, scare ponies, and kill any sunshine and rainbows in the immediate area...
Damnit, arrogant little...if it weren't for the rest of them right here, I'd smash the crap out of her for doing that! Just...DAMNIT.
...before de-tensing, and tossing the bottle piece rather haphazardly over his shoulder, and retaining his glare, speaking with a low, extremely irate tone...
"Yes, because we're all supposed to carry fucking sharp pointy wooden sticks wherever we go. Because obviously all of us know that there are apparently fucking spheres out there that have fucking things that fucking eat goddamn METAL on a regular basis. Now get the hell away from me before I change my mind about not bashing your face in right about now."
...oh yes. The spiked gauntlet on Vance's hand that was holding the bottle looked very hard, very spiky, and most importantly, very painful.
I'd take a Giff platoon over this at this rate right about now...I'd take damn Beholders or Illithid over these right about now.
And so, he continued onward, only turning to call to Lux,
"Oi. You seem to know something about this sphere. Tell us if anything we run into eats or breaks or does whatever to metal stuff, will you?"
Before falling silent again, in very apparent irritation to say the least.