Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150811200815/@comment-27235572-20150814034825

Shirley shook her fist. It tingled a bit, but after she rubbed her knuckles, she felt fine. Though, she was cursing the fact that she didn't use her axe instead. Now, that would have caused a neat wound. Rolling her shoulders, she began giggling again at the absurd sight of the girl being sent flying from such a weak punch. I'll have to do better. Shirley thought, still giggling.

Twirling her axe, she balanced the shaft on one shoulder, gripping it lightly. While to some, it would seem insane that she could ever lift the thing, to her it was as light as a feather. While she would compare it to air if she was truely arrogant, it did have weight to it, so she thought of it as a feather.... a bladed one.

Shirley stood there, laughing, wondering what Calli's next move would be.

((She's insane that one.))