Shards of glass sliced through the Zeltron's skin from multiple angles, visible cuts beginning to appear across his face, hands, and neck before he'd even hit the ground. Cassian landed with a thud, his right arm bearing the weight of the fall.
Jason was calling to him from the window, a stun gun in one hand and a perplexed look upon his features. "Well, how was I supposed to know that?" Cassian quipped, silently wondering why he'd just thrown himself through a window. Glass shattered and broke beneath him as he rose to his feet, stretching his arms to test for any damage.
Another designer suit, ruined. Whatever would Kiacro say?
Cassian trudged blindly across the lawn, the street lights around the front courtyard his guide. That middle-aged man had finally managed to retrieve his shoe, only to fall into the fountain. He laid there, snoring, a happy and dead-to-the-world look on his face. Undoubtedly he would awaken to a pounding headache tomorrow morning, but Cassian had a feeling he would, too.
The Zeltron turned just as Jason trotted down the steps of the estate, running a hand through his dark hair to shake shards of glass loose. "Do you have a speeder?" Even with their three attackers temporarily unconscious, he wanted to get out of here as fast as he could.
@LouJoVi flipped, no lasting damage from the fall
Jason was calling to him from the window, a stun gun in one hand and a perplexed look upon his features. "Well, how was I supposed to know that?" Cassian quipped, silently wondering why he'd just thrown himself through a window. Glass shattered and broke beneath him as he rose to his feet, stretching his arms to test for any damage.
Another designer suit, ruined. Whatever would Kiacro say?
Cassian trudged blindly across the lawn, the street lights around the front courtyard his guide. That middle-aged man had finally managed to retrieve his shoe, only to fall into the fountain. He laid there, snoring, a happy and dead-to-the-world look on his face. Undoubtedly he would awaken to a pounding headache tomorrow morning, but Cassian had a feeling he would, too.
The Zeltron turned just as Jason trotted down the steps of the estate, running a hand through his dark hair to shake shards of glass loose. "Do you have a speeder?" Even with their three attackers temporarily unconscious, he wanted to get out of here as fast as he could.
@LouJoVi flipped, no lasting damage from the fall