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[color=FFC6C6][u]Level[/u]: [b]6[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 91/60[/color] [color=2e2c2c]------[/color] [color=BC8DBF][u]Level[/u]: [b]2[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 34/20[/color]
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[color=lightgray]Word Count: 430 (+2 exp)
[b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky[/color][/center]
The roar of Red Eye and the swarm of arrow-headed creatures spun the train's passengers into a flurry of activity. There was much to do, and not much time with which to do it. Midna raced off to collect the cannon's ammunition, playing to store it in her dimensional pocket. Sectonia, Raz, Panther, Mona, and the stranger were handling the wave of Trilids, which Primrose assumed was only the first of more to come. Briefly she considered dancing for them, but the flying enemies were easily dispatched as it was. Her gaze flickered to the beast, with it's unnerving eyes and even more disturbing jaws. She very much doubted her spells would have any effect on it. Now the dancer found herself in place where her magic was useless. With some apprehension she looked at the various panels that Tora laid out for them. The closest thing she could relate them to was how the inside of Necronomicon looked. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad, Tora had said that the controls were simple after all.

Meanwhile, Therion was coming to much the same conclusion, though he couldn't help but let snap, [color=BC8DBF]"What part of all that was simple to you?!"[/color] Even if the thief's flame came back to him, it most likely wouldn't help fend the monster off - and he was not planning to get anywhere near close enough to try and lower it's defenses or take it on with a blade. So he'd either have to try and take on one of the many roles in operating the main gun, or sit around waiting for the Red Eye to kill them all. Obviously he would take his chances with the former, he just had to choose what seemed like the most straight forward job.

[color=#D34C25]"[/color][color=#D24E29]I[/color][color=#D1502E]'[/color][color=#D05233]l[/color][color=#D05438]l[/color] [color=#CE5841]t[/color][color=#CD5A46]a[/color][color=#CD5C4B]k[/color][color=#CC5E50]e[/color] [color=#CB6259]t[/color][color=#CA645E]h[/color][color=#C96663]e[/color] [color=#C86A6D]t[/color][color=#C76C72]u[/color][color=#C66E76]r[/color][color=#C6707B]n[/color][color=#C57280]i[/color][color=#C47485]n[/color][color=#C3768A]g[/color] [color=#C27A93]s[/color][color=#C17C98]t[/color][color=#C17E9D]a[/color][color=#C080A2]t[/color][color=#BF82A6]i[/color][color=#BE84AB]o[/color][color=#BE86B0]n[/color][color=#BD88B5],[/color][color=#BC8ABA]"[/color] the Travelers said in unison. They blinked at each other in surprise, but with no time for teasing or amusement they rushed to their places; Primrose on the left turning station, and Therion on the right. This would go well, or so they hoped. Though Primrose and Therion weren't strangers to butting heads with each other, their familiarity would theoretically make maneuvering the gun together a smoother process.

[color=D34C25]"Once the cannon is loaded we will start to get it moving,"[/color] Primrose said. Her hands were on either side of the panel, and she studied it closely to make sure she would be ready, and that it was really as simple as slapping a directional button. A glance in the direction of Therion was met with a nod from the thief.