Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131111010415/@comment-7497475-20131117092607

Pulling herself back upright, Citrine watched Messer begin painting. She climbed onto the roof and opened the box of fun. A wide array of cylinders filled it. Citrine pulled a spare magazine from her belt, and started loading it with them, watching him dive about the wall.

With the magazine filled and back in her belt, she placed the lid back on the box as Messer landed back on the roof. As he issued his challenge she pried open a tin, looping her arm through the handle. The crazy grin was back on her face.

"I'll show you what I can do! Hehehe!"

Letting herself fall back over the edge, she started a small swing to keep the paint in the tin. Grabbing Perish as she fell, Citrine flipped back upright. Holding her weapon with one hand, she was using her brush in the other as well as holding the tin. Large strokes across the building were dealt out, Citrine leaning about Perish to get as much as she could from it.