<Snipped quote by Inimical>
*Clenches my teeth when I smell my own flesh*
It’s always burns. You know that’s a safety hazard!
*Slams a handful of beads against my gun, which phase into its magazine with a flash of light*
<Snipped quote by Unhinged>
*Runs in a zig-zag pattern, sporadically boosted by the mid-air platforms with my wrists behind my back, now clearly bound together by glowing bands*
*The lights don’t follow you, avoiding catching the crowd in the crossfire*
Safety isn’t a concern for every person here. You’ve figured that out though, or at least the little fairy who does your thinking for you has.
*Widens my stance slightly*
Unless we get who we want, of course. In case you’ve forgotten why we’re here.