http://defeats-buses.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] defeats-buses.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-03-11 03:38 pm

The Roof, late Wednesday afternoon

"Ah-hah! You vile flying beast! I shall dispatch you and your friends to the nether regions of this world where you may cease to--" An egg plopped on his head.

"Oooh! You nasty villainous creature!" He wacked one harpy to the ground with his wooden sword. "Take that you worthless piece of--" Claws dug into his right puffy-sleeved arm.

"Ahhh, foul beast!" He tore it off him and flung the beast over the side of the building. "Queen Narissa has unleashed her demon spawn, I see! I shall best you all, you feeble brained--" Plop plop plop.

GASP!

"You... you... wasted yourselves on me! How utterly vile and smelly! You shall all pay! PAY I SAY!"

Prince Edward bounded here and there, prancing as he smacked, stabbed, poked, and prodded each and every harpy that got close to him.

And yet more still came.

"Ahhhhh, sweeeet Andalasia! But where are you all coming from?! Beasts! One and all!" And yet Prince Edward was infallible and contiued on, hacking and taking down as many as he could.

"The peasants shall roast you for supper!"

[Mainly establishy but it's a roof and public, therefor open.]
withoutverona: (look to the sky)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2009-03-11 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Romeo went to the weapons locker for his gun after class, then climbed up to the roof.

When he spotted Edward, he went and took a nearby post. His hand was only shaking a little as he took his first shot at a harpy, wounding it in the thigh. It started shrieking abuse at him, and he went to finish the job as he turned to Edward. "Have you been at this long?"
withoutverona: (me and a gun)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2009-03-12 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think I'd want to go at them with a sword," Romeo claimed, neatly shooting another harpy through the forehead. "It's a bit close, and I would hate to have to look at them so. You look comfortable with it, though."
withoutverona: (B+W squinting)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2009-03-12 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"I've never learned to use one," Romeo admitted, enviously watching Edward's ballet with the harpy.

One came at him, claws out; he dropped to the roof itself until it seemed to be past.
withoutverona: (not ashamed)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2009-03-12 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Romeo rose to his feet, wiping (smearing, really) a bit of goo off his back. He took cover near a chimney. "You know who's behind this, then?"

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[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-11 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
After class, She-Ra and Swifty had flown a circuit over the island, attempting to warn the harpy away with insults and shiny swords. When that had failed to dissuade them from flinging goo at her, she'd headed back to the dorms in hope of protecting those who needed it.

Spotting people on the roof, she cried out, "Down Swift Wind!" and proceeded to land her magnificent winged unicorn. "Could you use some assistance, friend?"

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"It's both my duty and my pleasure," She-Ra assured him, dismounting in a flash to join him. "The skies are full of Hunga's minions this afternoon, and yet I've seen no sign of her or her evil magic."

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh?" She-Ra considered what he was saying. "So, perhaps these harpy are the work of both, or the work of neither!"

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Prince Edward, I am She-Ra. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," she said with a happy nod. "From the looks of things here, Queen Narissa is going to have her work cut out for her going against you."

[identity profile] kestrelswolf.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, like Firekeeper was going to let the opportunity to fight something go by. Well, once she'd determined that the bird-creatures weren't maimalodalu, in any case. Which is why there were a couple of wolves up on the roof, one snapping and snarling, and the other slashing out with a hunting dagger.

"I not think these creatures make good supper," she commented to Edward. And really, raised in the wild as she was, she was hardly picky about her food. But these things... ew.

[identity profile] kestrelswolf.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
She wasn't going to get into the usual argument over the fact that she was a wolf despite her shape- mostly because a harpy chose that exact moment to attempt to divebomb her. She leapt at it with a snarl, managing to slash a wing with her Fang.

"They will need many spices to cover the stench, then."

[identity profile] kestrelswolf.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Firekeeper moved a bit closer so Edward could see. "I not have proper fangs or claws like he," she nodded to where Blind Seer had downed a harpy, "so they gived me a Fang of my own." It was, in reality, a rather impressive looking hunting knife with a garnet set in its pommel.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Jack scrambled up onto the roof, slingshot in hand, and a bucket of ice cubes stolen from one of the common rooms.

What? He was running low on marbles, and these things hurt like the dickens. "Hyeeaaah!" he shouted.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Greetings, peasant! I'm here to send these things packing!" he declared, targeting one with the slingshot.

Oooh. It hit a harpy in the wing. That was a particularly satisfying sound.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2009-03-12 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I am no peasant, peasant, either! I am Jack Burton, Duke, uh, Duke of... Duke of Earl!"

It's possible someone was fond of music that might be deemed archaic.