Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20131225042819/@comment-7497475-20140115232324

Trusting the little faunus, Chamoisee readied Quilled Ire. Sending spike after spike at the Boarbatusk's legs, she got several embedded. She kept going, landing one spike in the soft underbelly. That unfortunately gained it's attention. As it's gaze rounded on her, she only had a moment to think.

Uh oh, not good.

With five spikes in it's body, she couldn't do much other than slow it down. When it charged, Chamoisee slapped the button and reeled in the wires on her spikes. Just as it was about to grind her into the ground, she ducked under it, pulling the wires tight. Tucked in under it's belly, she grabbed a larger spike. Giving a half hearted throw from her awkward position, she managed to stick it lightly into a tree. All the wires pulled again, Chamoisee hoping that their grip would hold. It wasn't until a sudden and jarring stop that they had a chance to drag the creature though. But it dropped onto the ground, with her below it. She was lucky though, with only her ribs getting broken. They caved in slightly as Quilled Ire pulled the beast over. The mechanism stopped as she was pulled out, the manual released being tripped by debris on the ground. Lying just by the Boarbatusk's exposed belly, Chamoisee could do little more than fade out of consciousness.