Post by Angel Aries on Jan 4, 2004 17:21:34 GMT -5
*Aries puts the TaurVerCus into a stop-roll, going from ascending vertically to descending at an angle. He hits his throttle again, sliding through the gap between the micromissiles, his vernier speed allowing him to easily outrun them, but he keeps them close, his hand on the throttle, adjusting it every few seconds to tease the missiles behind him.*
*He looks up at Ellie's Engrish, then resumes his course, this time with six missiles in his wake.*
- And If God Would Send His Angels...St. Peter would scalp 'em on the way out...