Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24260323-20151016153337/@comment-8723280-20151205082349

Marie's eyes and head flitted constantly as the Crimson Devil made his proclamation and moved about above them, feet meeting metal audibly. An anxious look crossed her face, waiting for something before a lightbulb went off in here as noticed that not all of them were on alert.

"Tana!" She said loudly, shaking the little girl by the shoulder. "Kid! Wake up like right now!" Her eyes flitted again when she heard a much more louder movement. What was the Crimson Devil doing? Was there a bomb or something? Was he trying to break in?

These thoughts raced a mile in her head as she abandoned her attempts in waking the girl up, and instead reached backwards into her quiver, and with leather-clothed fingers, notched an arrow with a white Dust head and aimed Raining Monarch upwards.

She didn't let it loose, just yet.

Fighting people, Mariposa knew at least from sparring, wasn't like fighting Grimm. They had basic intelligence, went on mere animalistic instinct alone. They were predictable. And although people could be, they were far less so.