crystalismemoria: (These frightened hands of mine)
セラ・ファロン // Serah Farron ([personal profile] crystalismemoria) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2013-04-23 02:45 pm (UTC)

[Chances of her escaping are slim. Know why? The Redcoats apparently had some camp nearby, and there are about three more rushing to the scene, weapons at the ready.]

What's with the bloody racket?! And where's the goddamned game you fools were supposed to bring back?

Sir! One of them natives!

Bah, damn savages! Take 'im down!


[....Nevermind that Serah is more concerned about her sudden rescuer right now. She stands up, ready to help, but---hey! She dropped her weapon somewhere else in the forest. Letting out a frustrated little noise, Serah decides to rethink the magic option.

---Aerora would be the least obvious and destructive spell she could use.

And so, a very sudden and strong blast of wind will knock the three new foes away. No, it didn't come from her direction. Total coincidence. Shut up. For good measure, she'll then throw a rock at one of the idiots Connor's fighting when he gets into sufficient range, knocking him out.]

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