http://damned-monsters.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-monsters.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-04-28 05:17 am (UTC)

The lightning struck and the tempest rose from its perch, arcing its wings back for another blow. The little one, the one that had avoided the blast, however, decided to throw one of the plastic furnishings at it. Plastic was something that would refuse to conduct. Unfortunate.

The tempest dropped from the railing and swooped to the side, arcing around and speeding at Rena this time while Beatrix was still down. Electricity was already crackling in its wings and all it needed was one touch to send all of it pulsing through the girl's body.

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