Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-30202748-20170508035817/@comment-29264888-20170718092247

(I'm realizing that there is a hole in logic as to why it only takes a few bullets from Noire to kill the machines while it takes a bunch of bullets from regular soldiers. I won't question it though :P )

(I'll just believe that Noire knows where to place her bullets compared to others)

(EDIT: Having a hard time thinking on what to write.)

XOXXOXOX

Once the agonizing wails of the mechanical abominations dissipated, a  river of relief washed over the group that escaped with Noire. O nly the sound of the gentle winds reverberated through the forest as the ruffling leaves danced to an unheard beat.

The female technician stood inside the forest along with the others, chest heaving heavily and arm slowly dripping with blood. Her mind was still surging with the rush of battle, and she realized that she could not remember the majority of the fight, nor did she remember just how long they ran until they reached safety.

Releasing her grip from her injured arm, she ripped a section of cloth from her sleeve and wrapped it around her wound. She winced in pain when she used her hand and teeth to tighten the knot, a small set of tears coming from her eyes. Once she was done, she turned her attention towards her savior. Taking a few moments to settle down her adrenaline, she began to take slow footsteps towards Noire, but hesitated half way. She shook her head upon realizing her hesitation, ridding of it and continued until she was within arms reach to Noire.

The female opened her mouth with the intention to give thanks, but instead of thanking in a calm demeanor, it broke down as she let it all out.

 "Thank you!" She spouted out loudly. "Thank you very much!"

The other soldiers were resting as a group a small distance away, their guns holstered or set down onto the ground. Their eyes immediately wandered to their female companion when they heard her loud words. Keeping their silence, they simply watched to what would transpire.

The female technician held her injured arm once more and bowed deeply. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Her face was hidden behind her deep bow, but a slow and steady set of tears were seen dripping down onto the green grass.