Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131122033439/@comment-23309369-20131127171732

Liz leapt at the boy, he seemed surprised, too surprised to move out of the way. She clenched her fist even harder and prepared to punch the boy, much to her surprise, the boy pulled the trigger of something that was still attached to his body, the air filled with dust after a loud burst. Liz still thrust her fist forward whee the boy was, but he wasn't there anymore, she heard her fist impact the ground, she tried to rise but her fist was actually stuck in the ground. She sighed as the red returned to her cheeks, by the time she looked around the dust had cleared, she saw that the boy was now off to the side, rising to his feet, she eyed him as he rose and unholstered another weapon.

Liz rose quickly, pulling her clenched fist from the dirt, a large hole left in its place. She straightened and looked at the boys weapon, it looked strange to her but at the same time it intrigued her, I wonder how that works, Liz assumed a boxer's stance, brushing the dirt off of her knuckles. She risked a glance at the other two who were still fighting, they seemed pretty serious to her. Her eye returned to the boy, he didn't seem to be underestimating her anymore, good let's get this fight started.

Liz shifted her weight and shifted her way towards the boy, suddenly she lurched forward and sprinted for the boy, her left arm held to protect her body, her right halk-cocked for a quick punch.