Date: 2011-02-06 02:58 am (UTC)
"Yeah, pictures, real helpful." Eli muttered, rolling his jacket sleeves up so he could reach the arm guard on his right arm. It was actually an object of holding, and he'd picked this one at the Star Market instead of the bracelet his mom had been trying to pawn off on him because this looked cooler. A moment more, and he'd drawn his sword from it, then glanced up curiously as the sky around them seemed to darken.

"FFF, sure. I can-" His words died as he stared up at the Darkside towering over them. Where the-

"Holy shit." A faint voice in the back of his head offhandedly commented that it was a good thing his mother wasn't here to hear him say that, then he shook it away, backing up. "Where'd that come from?!"

He needed a bigger sword.
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