Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-25924729-20170801065025

jumped at the chance to leave, bolting out the door without looking back. Margrit's words unnerved her, the way she spoke, her attitude seemed all to familiar, like Vale's own mother would scold her. The sensation made her uneasy, like a school girl being sent to the headmistress' office.

As she left, Vale passed by the crater where Nickelae and Margrit were seated. She caught their gaze for a moment, a stream of snarky comments passed through her thoughts, but  seeing Margrit's look,  the words choked in her throat. The girl huffed and stormed away quickly, until she was out of sight.

How to spend two hours preparing for a major attack.

Her ammo would need to be replenished, the previous fight had left her Dust reserve low. The local Dust shop was in ruins, the owner missing. So she simply crawled through the rubble and looted a few crystals. The owner, presumably kidnapped, probably wouldnt mind, she was using it to save his life after all.

Her belly growled softly as Vale exited the shop. Maybe she could find some snacks too, keep herself energized and fit, assuming the local diner was still standing. If there was any time left, Vale would return to the bar early and wait, reviewing the plan while waiting for the appointed hour.