Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150716101121/@comment-27235572-20150719024943

((Jumping from one danger to the next, aren't we? XD ''And probably. Shirley has an evil heritage, so she would probably be connected to the Big Bad Caverns, knowing her.''))

Quinn just watched as the centaur's head was ripped off with detachment. Honestly, she was just having such a beschissen (crappy) day that she couldn't muster any energy to care at all.

Groaning with irritation as her shoulder shattered yet again, she pulled out yet another stone and sighed with relief as the bones knitted together, permanently this time. Quinn had no idea why she hadn't used this stone before, as it would have saved her the feeling of her bones breaking from an old pain.

"W-why is it a-always me?" She mused as Scythe became surrounded by dark energy. "D-does anyone have s-salt?" Quinn asked, rummaging around in her pockets and finding none. She had been lucky the first few times, but of course she didn't carry salt on her.

Her home was filled to the brim with people who believed in superstition almost religiously. They had always insisted that evil spirits could be driven off with salt, but Quinn wasn't sure if the rumor had any basis in fact or not.

Putting away Revenge with an impatient sigh, she pulled out Purity instead, spinning the blade. Hopefully, the blade wouldn't harm Scythe and would only harm the demon instead.

"L-let's dance, S-Shikama."

((Current Location: Dark Forest))

((Why is Quinn being so brave? It's like she's telling her part and I'm just writing it... Hmm.))