Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131111010415/@comment-7497475-20131117082217

Messer sped away from her. Twisting slightly while midair, Citrine kept shooting. Despite her speedy method of travel, Messer was staying ahead of her. Letting herself touch the last rooftop, she saw Messer arriving at the base of the building. As she reached the lip of the roof, Perish was fired one more time.

Beat this Messer.

Citrine extended the blade of the halberd, then let her body slowly fall backwards. The head of the weapon hit the wall, getting hooked over the top of the roof. Citrine hit the wall next, upside down and hanging from Perish's muzzle break by her feet. She was still balancing the paint tins and the box in her left hand. Looking down at Messer, she had a silly grin on her face.