Post by Jade on Sept 4, 2021 16:43:54 GMT -5
Screams and destruction heralded the reappearance of a particular bearded criminal, laughing to himself as he charged down the street in their direction - a peculiar choice, given that he had just run down this way way being chased by guards. Thomas put a hand on the hilt of his blade, but whatever courage could've been read from the action was undercut by the fact that he took an unsteady step back at the same time. "Maybe we don't write off incompetence, huh?" he joked, more to himself than anything.
Meifeng's look received a curt nod from Bianca in response. She stood still as the noblewoman moved ahead of her to cut 'Bananabeard' off, her eyes still locked onto the man running in their direction - there was something else off about him, compared to what they had seen before, but Bianca could not quite put her finger on what it was. And then Meifeng's body was between her and the criminal, and it was time for her to play her part in their agreement."Steel Rope."
Six seeds - three held between the tips of her fingers of either hand - sprouted in unison and grew rapidly outward, vines growing thick and twisting through and around each other to form a wall in the middle of the street that cut Bianca and Meifeng off from everything behind them. All the while, the woman in the white sundress and hat was content to simply watch as the swordswoman expertly tripped the thief, trusting in her own abilities to keep the damage from her plants to a minimum.
On the other side of the wall of bark-covered vines, each thicker than his own torso, stood Thomas, staring up at the solid barrier nearly twice as tall as himself. "... Hey, Bi? Uh, I think you forgot..." he stopped, sighed, let go of the hilt of his still-sheathed blade, and then stepped up to the wall. He pressed against it, to absolutely no effect - the vines didn't budge in the slightest. The lanky wannabe bounty hunter stepped back from the living wall, craning his neck back to get a good look at its total height, and sighed again.
Thomas dropped his freshly-lit cigarette on the stone street, ground it out under the heel of his left shoe, and then set himself to climbing up the wall, swearing under his breath all the while.