[Rory's eyes go wide and he instinctively ducks; the mace goes flying right over his head and hits the ground behind him with a loud 'thunk', the spikes burying themselves in the soft dirt. He gets to his feet with his mouth hanging open, spins around to gawp at the mace, then back at the Meta. He can just barely see Amy behind him on the ground, and a surge of bravery and protectiveness hits him.
Stumbling backwards, he snaps the hinge on his hand shut grabs the handle of the mace with both hands, yanking at it. It takes two tries before the weapon pulls out of the ground; Rory hefts it in front of him and steps forward again, that uncanny feeling of deja-vu hitting him. Time to try again]
Let her go! [waves the mace threateningly] If it's me you want, she hasn't done anything to you. Just--just let her go and we'll work this out ... somehow ...
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[Rory's eyes go wide and he instinctively ducks; the mace goes flying right over his head and hits the ground behind him with a loud 'thunk', the spikes burying themselves in the soft dirt. He gets to his feet with his mouth hanging open, spins around to gawp at the mace, then back at the Meta. He can just barely see Amy behind him on the ground, and a surge of bravery and protectiveness hits him.
Stumbling backwards, he snaps the hinge on his hand shut grabs the handle of the mace with both hands, yanking at it. It takes two tries before the weapon pulls out of the ground; Rory hefts it in front of him and steps forward again, that uncanny feeling of deja-vu hitting him. Time to try again]
Let her go! [waves the mace threateningly] If it's me you want, she hasn't done anything to you. Just--just let her go and we'll work this out ... somehow ...