Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140920062055/@comment-24416658-20140922231628

As Seiriol was almost to the floor, reloading her sniper rifle, she heard a sudden crunching noise coming from her blades. Looking up, she flinched as crumbs fell into her face. As she wiped them off with one hand, she felt herself land on the floor. As quickly as she could, she holstered the rifle, pressed a button.

Her two poles with the rotors on them suddenly came forward, lowering so that she was able to helod them both, with the pole under her arm, grabbing on to handles on top. Her rotors also moved, so that now they spun facing forward, like two saws. She smiled.

"It's come to melee, huh? This is fun!"