Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617103912/@comment-24122282-20140730235117

When Chao pulled out the map, Saige couldn't help but question what he planned to do. He went on about which villages were likely the first to go down in flames first, and she couldn't help but find herself amused. What, did he plan on saving every one of them? Or was it going to be an all-out hunting spree, looking for this dragon? Her thoughts were interrupted when he asked of her name, to which she could only smirk.

"Saige."

Hours flew by in what seemed like a split second, and Saige found herself sleeping on the bed when she woke up. It was the middle of the night, yet why was she waking up then of all times? Maybe... Maybe it was that weird feeling in her gut. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and inclined up so she was sitting. I can't sleep... she thought to herself, running a hand through her hair. At least I got some in, though- Much to her surprise, her teammate was running around the room, trying to put his armor on. She raised and eyebrow, looked towards the window...

...and snapped into Action Mode.

"Let's move." There was no time to waste, as an explosion greatly rattled the floors of the Inn. She kept her foothold, though, and managed to swiftly secure her boots to her legs and throw on her helm, whereas the rest of her clothing was in her arms as she bolted out the door with her sword.

Once outside, Saige was fully clothed, and ready to fight something. Before her, in the flesh—or rather, scales—was the great winged beast they were supposed to hunt, breathing fumes of fire in all its death-defying glory. "This night just keeps getting weirder, doesn't it," the blue knight muttered, as the Bahamut turned its head in her direction, heat seething from in-between its jaws. Quickly, before it could release a fiery plume and swallow her whole in flames, she jumped and rolled to the side, taking a stance that was something between a kneel and a crouch. She snapped the helm on her head down in front of her eyes and charged towards it, springing upwards with her legs as she made to land on its neck, slashing her sword at its throat. Alas, though, it was of little use; a few scratch marks were all that indicated she had landed some kind of hit, but it wasn't much to even harm it. It reeled its head back and forth, tossing Saige off of its body and back into the snow where she used her hands to spring herself backwards and onto her feet. Hopefully, Chao would be there too, and if the jerk that was supposed to aide them wasn't... Well, she'd have one more beast to kill.