Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20150120031441/@comment-13593058-20150128042556

Memories watched as the students each took their respective opponents. With a another quick glance she surveyed the battlefield yet again with her blade drawn. The white silk-like ribbon by the pomel fluttered with the wind along with her bleached ponytail.

The Death Stalker they had aroused sat motionless in the sand with a deep slit running from its median eye all the way to the base of its tail. The split stinger laid flat on the ground gushing fatal venom. To the right, she saw the tan skinned girl, Alice, confront a near-by Grimm. To the left, two more were approaching with a threatening speed towards Alice.

She had to act fast.

Studying Esmeralda and her equipment, she quickly came up with a plan.

Memories retrieved six knives her her belt and lightly tapped Esmeralda's shoulder to get her attention. She then faced Esmeralda and showed her the knives and gently tapped the points of one of the knives on her pocelaine mask seveal times in the general position of where her eye was supposed to be. Having conveyed her message, Memories returned her gaze to one of the pursuing Death Stalkers and whipped her knives at one of them.

A several satisfying *clink* were head followed by the unmistakable cry of a Stalker in pain. The knives hit their target, they hit its eyes.

Without wasting a moment, Memories rushed off to the disabled Stalker knowing that Esmeralda knew what to.