Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5180556-20140227133506/@comment-10380701-20140322134027

Feeling the raindrops, Xanadu readied her rifle, aiming for his chest.

''Visibility low... Wind resistance is high... Trajector shaky... but he's exposed.''

Cocking her rifle, she pulled the trigger, releasing a powerful bullet that visibly tore through the trees as it passed by.