Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-25363089-20161116001836

Margrit fallowed the patrol group and once they were inside the cell blocks she quickly set out to take them all down one by one. Starting with the stragglers she sneaked up on one looking out a window to see the military still outside then in the reflection of the window he saw her. Silver hair and all. He tried to let out a call but Margrit quickly thrusted her hand to his mouth shushing him. There was a scuffle for a bit but once she froze his head. She then dragged him into a cell and used him as bait for her trap she was planning.

She rigged his body to a trip wire she had made from some torn up part of her dress shirt. Once she did that she quickly loosed a light post and tied the string to that when it was released the light would fall.

She then quickly grabbed some buckets of water and drizzled it around the area just enough so that it looked like it came from a leaking pipe line that she had made.Then she moved on to the others and began to stalk them in the shadows like a predator. Her eyes glowing white from her aura. She moved silently placeing one hand in front of her boots so as to cancle out the sound ignoring the pain on her hands.

She watched them all. One of them turned back and saw that one of them was missing. Guy:"Hey guys? Wheres Silver?" Leader:"Don't know thought he was back there with you. He might have wondered off to go take a leak go find him." Guy:"Can't one of you guys come with me?" Leader:"Whiteman Go with Copper." Whiteman:"Got it boss man come on cop lets a go. I told him not to drink all that stuff before going on patrol."

Margrit watch the two leave and saw that there was now three remaining. A large fellow holding on the chains of a crazy fellow and the leader a moderately well built fellow with a shaved head and a Nevermore tattoo running down his shaven head. He weilded a simple gun blade took from the armory. As the two fellows found their lost mate. One of them noticed the puddle then noticed the light but it was too late.

The trap was sprong and they were both elecuted. The other three heard their comrades screams and ordered the one holding chain to the other one to let loose the hound. An so the crazy headed for the screams. Now it was just two. Margrit pulled out her weapon and pulled out some lighting dust and activated her sword creating a plasma blade glowing bright yellow as energy arched around it. She leapt down towards them and thrusted her sword toward the larger one. An in her free hand her hand glowed red with fire.