Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130604074342/@comment-933831-20130615002258

Caccia caught the conduit, finding another hidden one in one of the pillars. Ah, how her void whiskers made her more perceptive than the average man. She absorbed the weapons back into her body, finding the ladder to get to the second floor of this room. She climbed up, using her whiskers to feel the floor above before they even got there. She got to the top, and was immediately met with a high powered rifle shot through the ribs.

It was fired from more than thirty feet away, making the shooter inperceptible to her void whiskers. Blood spattered behind her as a clear exit wound burst a hole in her back. She fell back in pain, falling to the bottom of the ladder again. Of course, she was silent. She wanted to focus on the wound, not her teammates. She writhed in agony at the bottom, the others hearing a voice. "Oi! You folk better clear out! All the loot in this place is ours! We've got guns and you've got those archaic pieces of shit. Fall back and we'll let you live, or else you end up like that chick who came up first." There were four of them, all pointing weapons at the ladder, the only entrance up.