Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140807094753/@comment-7974155-20140807095833

Fredja groaned as she walked through the side alleys of Vale, Punishment in hand and helmet on head. She had spent the whole day looking for a gun shop that sold the type of shotgun round that fit her lance and she had only managed to find one so late in the afternoon.

Dammit, its already getting dark and I i'm not even close to home yet......hopefully I don't run into anyone.

Just as she finished her thought, Fredja walked around the corner and layed eyes on a man standing in the middle of the street. Thinking for a moment, she chose to ignore him and kept on walking on the footpath at the very side of the street, resting her finger on Punishment's trigger just in case as she began to walk past him.