Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-24416658-20150927164155

Anastasia remained on her LMG placement, waiting for a command.

"What's taking so long?" she whispered, "We can't let anything happen to these people."

Nacoma, meanwhile, had hidden in a section of the hostage area where she would be able to grab anyone patrolling and quickly pull them into a service door. As one of the terrorists walked by, Nacoma used the chain on her tomahawks to grab him, quietly, and pull him into the side of a clothing shop. Thankfully, nobody heard them, and Nacoma threw him to the ground, knees on his chest, chains looped around his neck, ready to squeeze.

"You get one chance," she said, "Getting the money isn't really your endgame, is it? Tell me everything about your plan if you want to have the slightest chance of survival."