Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-24487330-20140619233536/@comment-24487330-20140621013522

(No, no, nonononono!! Why am I always getting stuck with battle-mongering idiots?!) If Camo's thoughts were audible, Forever Falls would be alight with his inverted curses. Here he was, trying to make an admittedly daunting task as simple and painless as possible, and once again, his counterpart just had to muck it up by rushing in blindly with no regard for their own safety. These sentiments, which resonated as all-too-familiar from his work with teammate Al Aripa, frothed and festered in the pit of his stomach as he watched Sanguis rush toward the targets in the distance. Despite knowing that at least one of them was bound to get ripped apart, the archer hopped down from his perch and into the canopy of trees, where he began to negotiate a path to catch up with his partner.

As he dashed from one tree limb to the next, Camo scanned ahead and saw the beastly Ursa Major trio rapidly drawing closer. He nearly missed a step when he realized that they were bigger up close than they had seemed from a longer distance. As much as he was put off by Sanguis' unpleasant, judgmental demeanor, he didn't want her to die out here, and those things were sure to rip her to shreds unless she had some hidden stores of incredible power bottled up inside.

He never did end up catching up to Sanguis to warn her away, but he drew his bow from his back and an arrow from his quiver as he came into sniping range, stopped in a branch where he had a clear line of sight for his enemies, and prepared to pick off one of the Ursa Majors. He wouldn't dare get too close, but if he could at least assassinate one of them before they caught sight of her, the element of surprise could yet tilt the odds in their favor. Taking a deep breath, he held his arms steady and drew the arrow back against the bowstring, aligned its path with the eye socket of the left-most creature of Grimm, and loosed his arrow, praying that it would find its mark...