Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150716101121/@comment-27235572-20150720201729

Backing slightly away from the possessed Scythe, Quinn searched her pockets for a taser, finding some holy water, some salt (hadn't she already searched this pocket for salt?) and a taser. Shrugging at the insanity of actually finding things that might be useful, she rushed over to Samuel and handed him the taser before scurrying back to her old position in case Shikama liked the idea of a moving target.

Sprinkling some of the salt in a circle around her, Quinn had zero confidence in the barrier and hexpected it to not work at all. If it did, she mentally promised to buy Luck donuts, not thinking about how that would work. Holding the holy water in one hand, Quinn held her knife in the other, ready to throw one and stab with the other if needed.