collector: (ungarische rhapsodie no. 6)
the fuckface who holds time itself in his hands ([personal profile] collector) wrote in [community profile] shifted_logs 2010-11-22 01:32 am (UTC)

Braxiatel actually laughed at that. "Impressive, Mr Explosion!" And it wasn't sarcastic in the slight. Ignoring the logical problem of aiming at that ships with the formation they had--and as far as reenacting battles went, they didn't have much choice in that--it was a good strategy, and it just so happened to take down a good chunk of Braxiatel's ships. Obligingly, he removed them from play by crushing them under his boots. He tried not to take too much pleasure in the destruction of his own forces, but there were no two ways around it: stepping on things was fun.

"Very well," Braxiatel said. "Target the centre of the lines." He indicated the handful of ships he would have his taking down.

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