Xigbar had ducked at the sound of gunshots, planting himself below and behind the dining room table. The smell of fire was in his nostrils, and he reloaded his gun while he was ducked down, counting shots fired.
Marluxia was up to something too, Xigbar could feel the magic being worked in the room beyond. Bullets came through the dividing wall, they were only thin in this type of house, and that let Xigbar guess that they were heading for the window, trying to get away.
There was another pull of magic again as he finished reloading, and this time more fire erupted, and he could hear the sound of the window breaking.
The smoke was starting to get out of control. Marluxia didn't let loose wimpy fire spells.
He glanced at the back window. He was trapped in here unless he went out that way, or took his chances with the flames, and with the fire now being deliberately spread into the corridor, he'd rather not chance it with the flames.
He shot through the window and picked up a chair to put it through wide enough for him to make it out.
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Date: 2016-05-18 04:14 pm (UTC)Marluxia was up to something too, Xigbar could feel the magic being worked in the room beyond. Bullets came through the dividing wall, they were only thin in this type of house, and that let Xigbar guess that they were heading for the window, trying to get away.
There was another pull of magic again as he finished reloading, and this time more fire erupted, and he could hear the sound of the window breaking.
The smoke was starting to get out of control. Marluxia didn't let loose wimpy fire spells.
He glanced at the back window. He was trapped in here unless he went out that way, or took his chances with the flames, and with the fire now being deliberately spread into the corridor, he'd rather not chance it with the flames.
He shot through the window and picked up a chair to put it through wide enough for him to make it out.