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concoursec2013-02-01 12:00 am
redcinemareel) wrote in concoursec2013-02-01 12:00 am
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Saving the Day [CLOSED]
Who: Marco and Grell
When: 2nd week of hell at the Island Closes to Heaven
Where: /points above
Rating: Probably PG13-R due to cursing, blood, and drama~
Summary: The rescuers do the rescuing.
Grell hadn't needed to flee this badly in a good, long while. But here she was, running away from some large beast. It was pretty powerful, and whatever damage Grell could have done to it wasn't enough.
Overall, it was very exhilarating.
Make no mistake that she was running away, but there was a plan up her sleeve, which was a bit tattered. Really, it was time for a new coat, although it would be hard to part from it. When the monster managed to catch up, mostly thanks to Grell stopping in her tracks with a broad grin on her face, it swung at her. Quickly, Grell flickers out of sight, making the creature pause after its strike, wondering where its prey went.
In a nearby tree, Grell was crouched on a branch above, watching it look about for her. She said nothing as she pondered her next move.
When: 2nd week of hell at the Island Closes to Heaven
Where: /points above
Rating: Probably PG13-R due to cursing, blood, and drama~
Summary: The rescuers do the rescuing.
Grell hadn't needed to flee this badly in a good, long while. But here she was, running away from some large beast. It was pretty powerful, and whatever damage Grell could have done to it wasn't enough.
Overall, it was very exhilarating.
Make no mistake that she was running away, but there was a plan up her sleeve, which was a bit tattered. Really, it was time for a new coat, although it would be hard to part from it. When the monster managed to catch up, mostly thanks to Grell stopping in her tracks with a broad grin on her face, it swung at her. Quickly, Grell flickers out of sight, making the creature pause after its strike, wondering where its prey went.
In a nearby tree, Grell was crouched on a branch above, watching it look about for her. She said nothing as she pondered her next move.