Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27260597-20150820173808

((Don't kill me either... Why shall the witches have all the fun?))

After Quinn huffed out, "Y-you guys are not h-helpful today," Desi took that as a cue to give it all she's got.

Without turning into demon form and attacking the witches was going to be hard, but Desi raised their chances of actually surviving into 20% She scanned the area for anything that would be useful in defending herself, using to boost momentum, and possibly for bashing the witches over their heads with.

Her hands flexed, she reminded herself to breathe and sharpen her senses. Her leather jacket was ripped overly but somehow the pockets had stayed intact. Digging through them she thought, "Dang it, Dang it, Dang-whoa yes! I still have some kunai left." She stashed a few of the knives up her sleeve, and dug around some more. "What else? Nothing nothing nothing, dang it! Why didn't I pack my poisons today? All that's left is some crummy police pepper spray."

She stood alongside Quinn, ready to beat the crap out of these witches.