Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20180107044826/@comment-25363089-20180111031532

"Ah of course you would. Only a pathetic weakling would destroy something like that. I didn't know Master made cowards.". Margrit called out to the girl as she made her presence know. She came out from a tree with seemlessly nothing but; Her weapon in hand but what she was hidding was the string she had tied to singing death's hilt.

She had set up a series of net cannons around her hidden within the under bush of the trees and shrubs that looked like fallen trees and nothing else. For inside the trees were the nets waiting to be launched from their confindment. "I mean..go head! You'll be saving me; The hassle of carrying a heavy a load for the hospital never said i had to bring it all back just some. Which I've taken the liberity of putting some off the wagon for reasons.". Margrit told the wolf faunus none chillantly as she leaned on singing death  and waited for the girl.