Indy follows her, shaking his head at the devastation, and grimacing slightly as he nearly steps on a pair of blue-jeaned legs. Before he can comment on the kill count, a low clanking noise demands his attention off to the left.
It's the castle drawbridge lowering.
"Uh oh..."
Seconds after it touches down, a formidable troop of medieval foot soldiers march jerkily across it and start to bear down on Indy and Moon. They are resplendent in silver and blue tunics, with armor, shields and helmets, and they're armed with all manner of blunt plastic weaponry, from axes and swords to maces and halberds.
Not far behind that formation, a contingent of horseback knights are mustering, with long lances locked into a forward pointing position. It looks like they may be preparing a charge.
Indy takes all this in with a vaguely worried expression. It doesn't improve when he notices the archers taking aim between the gaps in the battlements.
"I think we might've outstayed our welcome, sweetheart."
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Date: 2007-02-16 08:24 am (UTC)Indy follows her, shaking his head at the devastation, and grimacing slightly as he nearly steps on a pair of blue-jeaned legs. Before he can comment on the kill count, a low clanking noise demands his attention off to the left.
It's the castle drawbridge lowering.
"Uh oh..."
Seconds after it touches down, a formidable troop of medieval foot soldiers march jerkily across it and start to bear down on Indy and Moon. They are resplendent in silver and blue tunics, with armor, shields and helmets, and they're armed with all manner of blunt plastic weaponry, from axes and swords to maces and halberds.
Not far behind that formation, a contingent of horseback knights are mustering, with long lances locked into a forward pointing position. It looks like they may be preparing a charge.
Indy takes all this in with a vaguely worried expression. It doesn't improve when he notices the archers taking aim between the gaps in the battlements.
"I think we might've outstayed our welcome, sweetheart."