Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20151212055542/@comment-24416658-20160313081422

(Someone give me a quick summary. There's a lot of paragraphs and I'm losing focus.)

Rowtag was already out of his seat, ready to take down the Dropper, when it was felled by someone else. Seeing that nobody noticed his sudden movement, he stealthily sat back down, keeping up his facade of a wise and frail old man.

"I think this is the point where we, shall I say, evacuate?"

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The two Pilgrims on the roof shielded themselves from the attacks that the other man was doing, but the female noted how he was now using ice against the Hounds. Relaying that information to her partner, she switched her weapon to LMG mode, as her partner converted his into dual revolvers. Loading up with ice dust quickly, the two began to fire rapid barrages at the hounds on the roof.

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"There's a bomb!" Nacoma yelled out at the men firing at the Hound, as she and the other Pilgrim stood in front of the cyborg, "On his neck! Watch your fire!" Bringing her tomahawks back to crossbow mode, she loaded in a gravity dust-tipped bolt, aiming straight for the Hound's head.

"Are you sure about this, ma'am?" The other Pilgrims asked. Nacoma held the crossbow tighter.

"Yes." She pulled the trigger.

(Kringles, if you could message me exactly what it was that Nacoma was sent, I'll edit this. I'm a bit lost atm.)