Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155/@comment-25151516-20131115235949

Holmes looked at Kirina in anger and shock. "Clearly your psychological profile needs updating." He let himself off of the Ursa and handed Kirina her knife.

He then walked to the Ursa's head, watching its pained, hateful eyes close and try to sleep.

Holmes turned to Kirina and walked angrily in her direction, towering over her. "Well now you've done it. This..." he pointed at the Ursa "...was my best chance to find the Children of Grimm. They won't want her back now."

James turned and paced, scratching his head from time to time. "And how is Revan to get down from there?"

Revan finished the guards with melee combat. Most of the disarmed guards did not attempt to pick up their guns, but instead found their collapsing batons and attempted to beat Revan with them. Others did not dare fire into a melee.

MacLeod's superior Kendo training let him beat the guards with ease. With footwork, slides and swipes, Revan knocked out every guard with the blunt end of Dragan Trócaire and ample doses of Lightning Dust.

With the guards in the penthouse dispatched, MacLeod looked to Marcone, sitting on his chair. Calm and collected.

"Now then," He remembered who he was talking to. A known business associate of the Children of Grimm. More importantly, Heinrich Ubel. Revan grabbed Marcone by his collar as his rage began to fuel his actions. He started to stab at the ground, with his sword, in intervals of four.

"Where..."

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"Is..."

Tang "Heinrich..."

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"Ubel?"

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