Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150716101121/@comment-27235572-20150718190514

Quinn wanted to snap for the girl to shut up, but just flung another knife at her instead. Quinn wasn't particularly concerned about ignoring the girl, having witnessed her hexcellent reflexes before. Somersaulting over the centaur's- no, Bob's back, she left an identical gash on the other side of his flank. As he roared in anger and pain, she slashed one of his legs, knowing that disabling the centaur would be hextremely helpful.

"A l-little help would b-be nice!" She yelled at the girl in the tree. The knife had been stuck in the bark, inches from the girl's ear. Ignoring the reply that the girl gave, Quinn continued slashing away at the centaur's leg, unaware of the vine snaking towards his leg.

((Current Location: Dark Forest))

((Quinn should really pay more attention to her surroundings.))