Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140821165354/@comment-24828824-20140905213511

"That bad huh?"Merel Merel got up from her seat and walked over to Vegas' workbench to have a look at what she was working on before her interuption. "Well if she becomes too much trouble you can always boobytrap your side of the room, maybe place a few landmines" she joked wile observing the bits and pieces of Vegas's little project.

Merel knew the basics of what Vegas and her dad could do with explosives. However she never really wanted to work with the stuff herself, especially not after Vegas had the accident  a couple years back. Her father Egil however had picked up some tricks over the years and applied them to his own weapons, even if he didn't get to use them as much nowadays. "So what's this going to be? the newest blend for killing an Ursa in style?" the remarked as she took a half steb back from the mixture that she had proved to be unstable.