Picture Perfect
Part Three
Cyclonis, Ravess, Snipe and a number of other Talons were gathered around the long table in the Dining Hall, trying not to burst into laughter.
The chair at the head of the table was empty. Next to the head, situated on each side, sat Ravess (on the left) and Cyclonis (on the right). They were staring at each other, smirking. Seated next to Ravess was Snipe who was waiting, oddly enough, patiently. The rest of the chairs, save two, were occupied by their subordinates.
Suddenly, two Talons burst into the Dining Hall, laughing hysterically. One went to his seat while the other watched for Dark Ace.
"Here he comes," he said, running to his seat.
As the Talon commander entered the room everyone, including Cyclonis, stood. Dark Ace stopped. And stared at them.
"This isn't good," he mumbled.
Cyclonis gestured towards the empty chair. He grumbled a sigh and walked over to the chair and sat down. The rest of the diners followed—except Snipe.
"I'll be right back," he said, running out of the room.
Just what are they up to?
"Snipe...!" Dark Ace growled, starting to stand. "Where are you—"
"Sit," Ravess said, yanking him down.
He glared at Cyclonis. "Just what are you up to?"
"Oh, you'll see."
yep, still being continued
It's the waiting around that kills me.