originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b][u]Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus[/u][/b]
[spoiler]Attack MY Dojo, will you?
Suffer the consequences, you shall.[/spoiler]
*A cloud of darkness settles as the dust spreads. Power, immense power, begins to thrum in the air. A crew member ind the midst of the crowd falls like a puppet with its strings cut, their neck snapped. A low chuckle comes from all directions as red eyes appear in darkness, watching the crew.*
"Welcome to the tea party....."
[u]High Above, High Orbit[/u]
*The crew of the GRN [i]Eclipse[/i] leaps to battle stations as the alarms ring out. On the bridge the Captain waits, frustrated.*
"Our orders stand, no interference until they try to reach orbit."
*The Exec frowns, nodding*
"Should we send down the Battalion?"
"No, they would get in the way."
*With sensors trained on the attack below, the [i]Eclipse[/i] waits.*
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[spoiler]snakes (I think) will never...?[/spoiler]
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Edited by Veration: 10/30/2016 4:26:47 PM[spoiler][redacted][/spoiler]
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[spoiler]>talking about the crew on the ground.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Veration: 10/30/2016 4:27:03 PM[spoiler][redacted][/spoiler]
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[spoiler]The shadows. Seriously, you expect a human? Doesn't need to see them, doesn't need to pay attention to the noise, doesn't need to walk....[/spoiler]