Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26104528-20160717005412

I'll make them work hard  for it...

Honara really didn't want to do this. For crying out loud, she borrowed that dress from Loretta and the sandals were Stella's. But getting to decide when you had to fight would make life too easy, no?

The Rattlesnake rolled out from the illusion Azzie set; having one less person to cover ought to make things easier on him.

"Well...look who finally shows up!" Basilio snarled. "What'd I ever to do you?!" he asked, twirling his ice axe.

"Not take the hint." Honara replied emotionlessly. ''That's it; just keep him talking. These guys love it...''

"Wh-What!?! What does that other guy have that I don't!? Look at all this! That guy's a fricken twig! Probably never been in a fight with anything bigger than a 12-year old..."

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"Be vewy vewy quiet...." Loretta whispered to the reader. "I'm huntin' cweepers..." she raised her railgun over her head and with a mighty swing, konked Basilio over the head. The man fell over at first, then picked himself back up, shaking the impact off as he wobbled back up to his feet.

"You stay out of this!!" He grabbed Loretta by the neck and raised his ice axe over her head. Dried dawnie blood was still on it.

"OK,  YOU LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS!" Honara stepped a few steps into the alleyway and let off that ice nova she had been saving up.