Raph can't help it, he laughs darkly as he feints back, attempting to deflect as much of the wing as he can with his sword. If he's cut, he doesn't feel it yet, there's too much mania behind his eyes for him to notice.
It's the conjunction of the rock from no where and hearing his own name that makes him aware of the weapon now at this feet. Someday soon Raph will have to teach Abigail the wonder of a well placed Hup!.
He ducks and dodges the stormwing's sudden change in target, grabbing for the bow, nocking the first arrow he snag, and taking aim.
"Bye bye, birdie," he grunts through clenched teeth as he lets the arrow fly.
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Date: 2009-05-05 09:18 pm (UTC)It's the conjunction of the rock from no where and hearing his own name that makes him aware of the weapon now at this feet. Someday soon Raph will have to teach Abigail the wonder of a well placed Hup!.
He ducks and dodges the stormwing's sudden change in target, grabbing for the bow, nocking the first arrow he snag, and taking aim.
"Bye bye, birdie," he grunts through clenched teeth as he lets the arrow fly.