We're more than carbon and chemicals

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

Comments

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

We'll be fine if we're careful. I'll land and guard you're back while you grab the spears. Is that all right? Can you manage?

[simplestgift]

You understand they'll be trying to stab me with those spears, most likely. Grabbing them won't be easy.

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

I'll grab them then. Once we land, take the reigns.

[simplestgift]

[Take the reigns? Of a GRYPHON? Archie has ridden a horse, but...well, come to think of it, he did drive a tractor yesterday. With knives all over it. This shouldn't be too hard.]

Aye-aye, sir.

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

Do you have the reigns?

[simplestgift]

Yes! [He does indeed have them, but he's not sure what to do with them. This beast is not a horse. When one of the angelic beings runs at him, though, he yanks the gryphon towards it, and the creature immediately guts the enemy soldier with its claws. Hunh. He's never seen that particular task accomplished that way before.]

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

Go, now!

[simplestgift]

[Archie is not sure how to get this thing flying, but apparently it speaks the same language they do, because it immediately starts flapping its wings. In fact, it starts to crouch down for lift-off before Alistair is even on it. As soon as the Greywarden has boarded, it launches into the air and leaves Archie's stomach on the ground.]

Whoa!

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

Take one. Then we'll test that tactic of yours.

[simplestgift]

[So. One hand on the reins and one holding a weapon only somewhat resembling something he's used before.]

What do I do with it? Throw it?

[He immediately realizes that's a stupid question. Throwing the spear would mean having no more ammunition. On the other hand, using it at close range would mean they could have used their swords instead, without risking their lives.]

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

No, just um. Try stabbing them with it or knocking them down. Aim for their wings, I heard it helps.

[simplestgift]

[Archie peers at the spear. Then he peers at the gryphon. With a sigh, he tosses the spear back to his neighbor and grips the reins in both hands, turning it around to head straight for the soldiers flying at them.]

I'd suggest you hold on, friend.

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

Ready.

[simplestgift]

[Archie's lips part in a grin as the gryphon swoops directly for the first two flying soldiers.]

Take 'em apart, my friend. [He's addressing the gryphon, which gives a snarling cry and rips into the first enemy, casting it to the ground in time to tear the wings off the next.]

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

Three more coming this way.

[simplestgift]

Can you take them?

[ima-greywarden.livejournal.com]

Keep to the right side.

Can you hold one of these? Just in case.

[simplestgift]

[Archie takes the spear awkwardly, holding the reins in one hand.]