04-02-2015, 12:48 AM
Bluddflagg looked about with that beady eye, the alarm still blaring through the island of Costa Del Sol. Yes, definitely best to get out of here. He might be a tough Ork, and Thor might be a tough humie, but it was still just two of them, and there were likely dozens of these pansies, they'd go down eventually if they stuck around to fight. Bluddflagg rushed after the Asgardian as Thor took off, his foosteps heavy and crashing as he thundered off. He tried to keep focusing on the item...but the movement, it made his concentration waver, the light vanishing and sinking back into his form. As they thundered out of the courtyard, Bluddflagg tried again to try and conjure it up..but it was clear what the problem was.
"Ahh, this 'naff powah doesn' work if Ah'm runnin', I gots ta stand still. Let's git off this rock." He said. Outside the courtyard, was into the town proper on Costa Del Sol, well more like a tropical resort city..and stormtroopers were barreling down from the left, but the street ahead, well if this was an island a straight line was the best path towards the ocean! "Keep goin' straight there Thor, only hit wot's roight in front of ya!" Bluddflagg bellowed out in his brutish, hulking voice, before the figure started striding forward to suit his own words, bolts of fire starting to fill the air, fortunately not too accurate at this distance...although a few would hit the great, twelve foot form of the Ork.
"Ahh, this 'naff powah doesn' work if Ah'm runnin', I gots ta stand still. Let's git off this rock." He said. Outside the courtyard, was into the town proper on Costa Del Sol, well more like a tropical resort city..and stormtroopers were barreling down from the left, but the street ahead, well if this was an island a straight line was the best path towards the ocean! "Keep goin' straight there Thor, only hit wot's roight in front of ya!" Bluddflagg bellowed out in his brutish, hulking voice, before the figure started striding forward to suit his own words, bolts of fire starting to fill the air, fortunately not too accurate at this distance...although a few would hit the great, twelve foot form of the Ork.