Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140104040430/@comment-24143461-20140107014709

Dawnknight's eyes widen and he drops, wincing as two bullets graze his shoulders on either side. He pushes his feet on a hastily constructed barrier and leaps away, rolling backwards. He comes to another crouch and frowns. He presses a button and the stock shifts, and he slams his longsword into the butt, and the entire rifle shifts. As it shifts, he presses another button and the barrel begins to shorten. When the entire thing is finished, he now has a straighted out gun with a sword on the other end. He spins it around in a florish as a barrier props up and he lifts one hand and becons, ignoring the trickles of blood moving down his shoulders.