Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150904075152/@comment-25924729-20150916063937

For a brief moment, Laura’s respect for Tuckyr increased. The big dude fought on the frontlines every day for the Team, taking repeated cuts and bullets. Whereas she’d taken just one shot to the knee and already felt like screaming.

Staggering into the alley with Shani’s help, she sat down and healed herself, noting her aura was running very low. This fight had better end soon…

Vale recovered to the sight of worried faces over her, and quickly pushed away the Whitecoats. Senses still hurting, she pulled herself up and addressed the group. “Use non-lethal arms, I want them alive…” They’ve insulted everything she stood for, her mother, the Cult, her pride… A quick death was too good for them now, they’d spend their last moments begging for mercy under her knife.

The snipers abandoned their posts, charging into the smoke with ropes, nets and clubs, aiming to capture instead of kill. A while later, they reported back that the targets were missing. “WHAT?!” Vale scanned the street below, looking for the targets, passing over a fenced alley without a second glance. Seething in frustration, she snapped “Fan out and search!”

As armed cultists tore down the street, Laura nervously gripped her pistol in preparation. “Any ideas?” She asked Shani and Azzie.