ext_182499 ([identity profile] littlestrawdoll.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-12-23 07:22 pm (UTC)

Right, stubbornness. The servant wished he could say he was surprised to see it coming from a young boy who was already injured, inadequately armed, and facing down a man-eating bird that weighed twice as much as the boy did, but…

He sighed.

“Risking yours just to end its life doesn’t make much sense, you know?” he said from over his shoulder, turning more fully to face the bird. It was preparing to leap forward, to use a beak that was probably just as sharp as its talons to take his head off.

And because at the moment, he didn’t have many other options to stave the thing off at a distance and keep the kid out of trouble, his eye blinked into existence on the grass of the recreational field, directly below where the bird’s breast would be as it moved forward. Like crosshairs. The eye then emitted a blinding column of light and energy from underneath the creature. An attempt to land a good blow, and at least give him time to do something else should it not be enough to knock the avian out cold.

(The thought occurred to him that it would’ve been easier to do the same to the boy instead, if only to drag him away from danger.)

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