Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131215120223/@comment-7497475-20131216130317

Hearing company, Chamoisee quickly turned. She flinched as she saw him. The strange man from before. Not concentrating on the fight, the Ursa got a swing in at her. She was hit, her left shoulder taking the brunt of the blow. Chamoisee cried out as it knocked he away, blood flying from the wound. Hitting a nearby tree, she quickly checked where she was in relation to the man. He was off to her right, her scarred side.

''Don't look. Don't see it.''

The Ursa charged, reminding her of the fight. Throwing herself to the side, Chamoisee told each spike to reel back in. Regaining her weapons within a moment, she threw a spike up a tree. As it hit, she reeled it in, without releasing the grip it had. Removed from immediate danger, she relaxed for a moment.

"I'd like a moment alone. You are mean."

Grabbing two larger spikes, the Ursa received them in both shoulders. The Dust payloads fired right after, burning it's body.