Snippet #1257187

(I had a guest over. D:)

Spying A few Soldiers, Zaru noticed several Javelins flying towards them.

Quick to act, he tossed all his cards with as much energy as he could put into them, the fiery tools of fate burning the Javelins in mid-air, and striking a Soldier or two. But Just how did these Soldiers gain entrance into Omashu? A Question worth more then the lives of many men. MANY. Men. But it'd learned later, he was sure.

"Hey, Yori!" He shouted. "Got any extra weapons on you?!"

Just as he said that, he snatched two black pipes, and a chain. Working against time, he used his immense strength- Slowly, to properly attach the iron pipes, with the steel chain. He looked up every few seconds to make sure they were safe.

However, the two had stopped, to hide. And Yori was still Holding his hand. Taking advantage of the moment, He planted a quick kiss on her lips. With a huge grin, he took several steps back, and preformed a few nunchuk moves. He ended it with an open palm out at Yori, his right hand holding one of the pipes of the makeshift weapon, and the other pipe under his armpit, in true Bruce Lee style.

"We Attack Violently, and Cause Explosions!"

"RAAAAGH!!!!"

All that could be described of was Zaru was getting himself into, was a Shitstorm.