Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20151203041840/@comment-24416658-20151204042443

Anastasia was ready to pull out her weapon and start spraying, but she stopped at Sylvaine's word. Seeing the faraway Grimm take a shot to the head and topple over, she gave a low whistle.

"Damn. That's some precision." Looking down, she knelt, touching the other girl's weapon. "Is this wood? That's some interesting semblance work and craftsmanship. Where'd you get the money?" Anastasia knew that she had more than enough cash in her account, but still, maybe this girl had some too.