The count of three-hundred? Rsfe thought, this guy wanted five minutes.. Rafe agreed, he supposed it was this guy's turn to do some of the work..
A mental countdown timer was set.. sort of.. Rafe's impatience would get the better of him, and only end up allowing about three of the requested minutes pass before he started creeping into action. The moon was not enough to illuminate Rafe's darkness, once again utilizing the blackness of his armour to approach undetected, this camp had a fire in the middle, three individuals of varying size were tied to posts nearby, Rafe didn't care.. he leapt into the air and pounced on a Tusken who'd just exited a tent..
Crashing into the Tusken with all fours he rode the savage to the ground, his sharp teeth already embedded in its neck before they hit the ground, without opening his mouth Rafe tore what he'd bitten into away from the rest of the body, resulting in a thick jet of red streaming from the slain creature's neck, splattering over the tent it had walked out of.
As Rafe stood back up another Tusken stuck its head out of the tent, Rafe wrapped his hand around its neck, his jagged claws digging in as he did so. Rafe could smell the blood.. His frenzy had caused him to miss that the creature he was choking had yelled out in its traditional RaRuuuuRaaaa blah blah language. Undoubtedly they knew they were here..
Three more rushed out of a tent across from Rafe, he was faster and drew his heavy blaster pistol filling the air with the loudness of blaster fire, shattering the silence of night, but carving chunks out of the Tusken across the way..
@Wayrider @James Steel
A mental countdown timer was set.. sort of.. Rafe's impatience would get the better of him, and only end up allowing about three of the requested minutes pass before he started creeping into action. The moon was not enough to illuminate Rafe's darkness, once again utilizing the blackness of his armour to approach undetected, this camp had a fire in the middle, three individuals of varying size were tied to posts nearby, Rafe didn't care.. he leapt into the air and pounced on a Tusken who'd just exited a tent..
Crashing into the Tusken with all fours he rode the savage to the ground, his sharp teeth already embedded in its neck before they hit the ground, without opening his mouth Rafe tore what he'd bitten into away from the rest of the body, resulting in a thick jet of red streaming from the slain creature's neck, splattering over the tent it had walked out of.
As Rafe stood back up another Tusken stuck its head out of the tent, Rafe wrapped his hand around its neck, his jagged claws digging in as he did so. Rafe could smell the blood.. His frenzy had caused him to miss that the creature he was choking had yelled out in its traditional RaRuuuuRaaaa blah blah language. Undoubtedly they knew they were here..
Three more rushed out of a tent across from Rafe, he was faster and drew his heavy blaster pistol filling the air with the loudness of blaster fire, shattering the silence of night, but carving chunks out of the Tusken across the way..
@Wayrider @James Steel