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Entry tags:
- !location: the vatican,
- !plot: end of the world news,
- adam monroe,
- angua,
- arha masaari,
- bandit,
- bella (garou),
- billy kaplan,
- brenda,
- cale tucker,
- cameron mitchell,
- carol danvers,
- claire redfield,
- ellen anders,
- gauron,
- grif,
- hunter blackthorne,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- jason todd,
- kate bishop,
- leon s. kennedy,
- loren,
- luis sera,
- luna lovegood,
- nathaniel richards/iron lad,
- nightwing,
- pikachu,
- red snout,
- robert donovan,
- ronon dex,
- roy mustang,
- sam winchester,
- sawyer,
- scarlet levy,
- sherry birkin,
- sir sparhawk,
- son of satan,
- steve burnside,
- terry mcginnis,
- vega obscura,
- wade wilson,
- waspinator,
- xander
Re: The Vestibule
Obi-Wan let go of the door with a groan of relief and a grateful nod towards Billy. There wasn't time to rest, however, and so the Jedi was already moving towards the melee zone before he'd quite drawn himself back into some semblance of order.
He'd had never seen such a thing, the shambling, snarling, unsentient army that stood before them and soon was well within range. Putrid bodies pressed into an ululating, groaning pack, prompting Obi-Wan to ignite his weapon in a dangerous cht-zzh of power. He didn't bother to verbally warn Leon or anyone else what he was about to do: it was obvious. The forerunners of the battlefield were slavering, ragged things, dripping with ichor and gobbets of relatively fresh meat, and the Jedi found his way clear to charge in where he'd be most useful.
He took his first neatly at the neck, bisecting it from it's face without looking at it, already focused on the next target. Legs, then head, another gone, Obi-Wan fell into the rhythm of it, weaving blue death around himself in the arcing line of lightsaber's humming fire. Soresu was well suited to this mode of combat, it's 'impenetrable defense' lopping off as many hands as heads to stave off the grasping horde.
Before he knew it, he had worked a little too far into the fray, and was surrounded. But he wasn't afraid. Longer battles had been fought, and he had the stamina, and trust in the Force. Obi-Wan Kenobi fought on.