Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150811200815/@comment-27235572-20150819204640

Shirley's hand grabbed Calli's wrist. Nails pierced the flesh as Shirley squeezed tightly. Reeling in her foot, it sprang forward, impacting directly against the girl's chest.

Scurrying away, Shirley grabbed the blade section of Sterben. It had been reduced to little more than a cleaver. While she knew she could repair it later, she felt outraged at the desecration of her favorite weapon. With a howl, she launched herself at Calli, stabbing away repeatedly.

She didn't care where she hit: she wanted her to die as painfully as possible.