Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20150325004457/@comment-24828824-20150722215104

Merel discharged her carbine twice when she turned the corner, not entirely sure she had seen the Grimm before that first release. Both shots hits their mark, the first encasing the Grimm's leg in ice, the second hitting it square in the chest as the flash of their weapons illuminated it enough for her to aim the shot more precicely. at the same time Allan's shotgun barked and the still forming ice formations shattered along with chunks of frozen Grimm flesh. the bast didn't even have time for a snarl as it was reduced to a shapeless pile of shadowy fur and broken ice. "that went well" she whispered, half to herself, half to Allan. "lets hope that didn't alert every single grimm in the ship to our location"