Ordinarily I'm explosive adverse. Don't take that to mean I don't enjoy a good one every now and then, but most of the time when they are going off its never a good thing. I mean death and destruction do not discriminate, so much like any of my magic you can never truly be safe when an explosion goes off. The first one to hit Oshujon's palace I could write off as an accident (these things happen, Hanlon's factory has similar things exploding all the time, then again he makes weapons, I don't think Oshujon's palace made anything except misery). The next several ones considerably less so.
The explosions were so violent they threw me off my feet and I collided with the ground fairly roughly. Which sucked as I had just regained my footing. I was gathering myself up when a large amount of guards obviously alerted by the gun fire earlier arrived. Naked and with no rounds left in my magazine I was about to assume the position (face down hands behind my head) when the source of the explosions arrived. I say arrived, but much like her explosives, she hit like a wave of death when she got there.
And thats where I'll leave you, short entry today I'm due in court. No no I'm not about to spend time in prison, I'm suing someone for stealing my likeness for an ad campaign! For serious, I tell you modern life sucks!
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