Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20131225042819/@comment-7497475-20131229092113

Dropping to the ground, Chamoisee readied Quilled Ire for the fight. With the other person there, she wasn't sure she wanted to move in, but she trusted Ambrose. She ran in, readying two spikes. Getting to a comfortable distance for throwing, she aimed for one's eye. As the two spikes went for it, they hit, just missing her target.

Argh, I should get some more practice in.

Knowing that the King Tiajitu would soon be on her, she set up a method to avoid it. Throwing a spike over to her left, it embedded itself into a tree. Carefully aiming the second spike, Chamoisee threw it for it's nose. Having turned towards her, noticing the new prey, the Taijitu took the spike head on. Chamoisee's throw was dead on, going straight into it's nose. Hissing in pain, it looked right at her before charging in. With her fingers quickly drifting over a control pad, the line to the spike in the tree was reeled in, towing Chamoisee towards it. Yanking on the spikes in the King Taijitu, she hoped to distract it while she reorganised herself.

''This thing might be a bit big, can I fight it with Quilled Ire? One way to find out I guess.''

Seeing that it wasn't deviating, she retracted the spikes in it. Having all the spikes back in Quilled Ire in a moment, she just had enough time to leap away from the inbound Taijitu. Chamoisee wasn't quite quick enough though, her legs getting crushed by it's head as it struck. She bit her lip, trying not to scream. Her legs were free in a moment, the Taijitu moving away for another strike. Fighting against the pain, she saw it's head go back. Despite this, her legs were in no condition for her to move, and she could do little to fight back after the injury.