by cashew jackman » Mon Jul 14, 2014 5:55 am
Scythe
He muttered and vaulted after him, grabbing at him with his metal arm.
Creed
He smirked back, then shot out of the gate as it opened. He heard the rope whistli through the air and ducked, rolling to avoid the noose, but it caught his foot and the guy jumped off his horse, running over and trying to tie his arms and legs. Creed held his hands out to be tied but pulled back at the last second, punching the guy in the face. He then jumped up and used the guy's own rope to choke him before pulling the cable off his leg and waving to the crowd.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”