Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140508051112

It was a normal day for a particular airship. But misfortune seems to be coming to it, as a trio of people are about to fight on top of it. Whoever wins, that poor, poor airship will end up wrecked.

Mint sighed as she entered her combat stance. "I don't know what you two problems are, but there's no escape for us from here on out." holding her daggers in hand, she pressed the button on it, splitting them into three.

"Nothing personal."

(Turn order is on the title) 