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Tower · 05-20-2003, 01:56 AM

[OOC: I apologize for being absent lately. Moved back home from college for the summer and it hasn't given me a whole lot of online time to RP as I would desire to.]

Smirking at Attrah and Darghon, his chest heaves slightly as he chuckles, yet he produces no sound, his mind a little weary of sending someone's dead relative soaring through the air -- watching the potential saviors of this little village so carelessly maul their dead family members probably wouldn't help the overall moral of the villagers.

Albeit, Tower still liked the idea. A coy grin bent his lips apart.. until the Priest announced that they had company. Not minding the walking, flaming zombie much as it was stumbly along at such a slow pace, he glanced about in an attempt to notice the 'company'.

After watching the swirling shadows for a few seconds, he snorted and lowered the small tree trunk from his shoulders into his arms and began approaching the flaming zombie. He intended to bring the log down between the zombie's neck and shoulder, hopefully collapsing the creation in an easy, peaceful flowing motion -- an effort with only enough energy to knock it down and hopefully stop it from moving, but not enough to smash the flaming carcass apart.

05-20-2003, 01:56 AM	#168 (permalink)
Tower Tilted Location: Whitewater, Wisconsin.	[OOC: I apologize for being absent lately. Moved back home from college for the summer and it hasn't given me a whole lot of online time to RP as I would desire to.] Smirking at Attrah and Darghon, his chest heaves slightly as he chuckles, yet he produces no sound, his mind a little weary of sending someone's dead relative soaring through the air -- watching the potential saviors of this little village so carelessly maul their dead family members probably wouldn't help the overall moral of the villagers. Albeit, Tower still liked the idea. A coy grin bent his lips apart.. until the Priest announced that they had company. Not minding the walking, flaming zombie much as it was stumbly along at such a slow pace, he glanced about in an attempt to notice the 'company'. After watching the swirling shadows for a few seconds, he snorted and lowered the small tree trunk from his shoulders into his arms and began approaching the flaming zombie. He intended to bring the log down between the zombie's neck and shoulder, hopefully collapsing the creation in an easy, peaceful flowing motion -- an effort with only enough energy to knock it down and hopefully stop it from moving, but not enough to smash the flaming carcass apart. __________________ Regulator 2k3. Intergalatic Planetary. Last edited by Tower; 05-20-2003 at 01:59 AM..