Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20131225042819/@comment-7497475-20131225080643

Hearing the roar of another student, Chamoisee flinched at the sound. Knowing she was one of the earlier people to be launched, she stood ready. As she was thrown from the cliff top, her cloak whipped around her. The hood got torn back from her face quickly, and for a moment she paniced.

''Ok, relax. No one can see you here, you will have time to fix it when you land.''

Sailing down towards the trees, Chamoisee readied several spikes from Quilled Ire. Dropping down amoung the trees, she threw the two spikes, catching trucks with them. Quickly tapping the control pads on her arms, the wires going taught. Coming to a sudden stop, she hung above the ground for a moment. Seeing no dangers below her, she retracted the spikes. Hitting the ground, Chamoisee fixed her cloak quickly, the hood going over her head. She let out a breath.

"Ok, one step after another."