Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25169271-20160228180830/@comment-26130578-20160817082929

Penelope stayed a fair distance from Darian as he began his carnage. She offered support by quickly striking down smaller Grimm that approached them, but mostly spent her time observing the chaos around them.

This is really bad...

She heard a familiar voice and turned to see Alice sprinting towards them. Her voice alone was enough to calm their leader, and the couple shared their usual embrace. Penelope recalled her drawn razor cards to the head of Queen Caster, but still kept her finger on the release trigger should a White Fang member or Grimm attack them. The trio moved away from the open to reconvene.

"Alright, leader," Penelope began, "What's your plan for this? In case your childish rage has blurred your peripherals, look at how serious of a situation we're in." She motioned for her teammates to witness an Alpha in the distance claw down and Atlas soldier, then throw his body at a group of Knights. Their shots dealt no damage to the creature, and it continued its slaughter unphased. More of these highly evolved Grimm were flooding the school. If it continued at this rate, any student left inside Beacon would surely be killed.

"We can't do shit here for very long. Or do you expect us to fight til the death?" She looked directly into Darian's eyes, challenging his vendetta.

Tendrils of inky black smoke flicked like a cat's tail. A svelte young girl in a White Fang uniform perched on a ledge overlooking the school grounds, flipping through a collection of faces on her Scroll. She had three targets; one was top priority.

"Alright, Mr. Pink Cat, playtime's over."