Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-33389101-20190112214522/@comment-34052734-20190113215346

Sagittarius had began in the centre of all the action—the pool of resources. Almost stabbed back another aggressive zodiac, he dipped out of the crowd and foraged around for something useful. “Perfect!” He whispered, grabbing his weapon of choice and it’s additonal pieces, scurrying off. A knife sliced through the air, a mere two inches away from his face. “Ahh!” He cut in between a section of buildings:

Pisces arrived at a lake, a perfect place to be. Instead of jumping straight into action, she composed herself and gave herself a pep talk, pacing alone.