Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141120035513/@comment-14800267-20150510162708

Her shirt was too light to handle the sharp movement, but it was enough to jerk her off her feet and send her staggering, off balance. She lost her footing, tripping over and landing heavily on the mats.

Something jarred sharply and her hand flew to her side where her shirt hand been snagged. It came away red, with a strange gold sheen. she was bleeding. He had drawn blood.

She snarled a feral sound.

"Esmeeee! blade." She demanded, getting to her feet.