Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170530194819/@comment-5583506-20170615125547

Deaphanie scuttled past the newly detonated car, keeping her head down as she silently swept by with her rifle in hand. She rolled in through a nearby window of an old liquor store and began to scurry up a set of stairs looking for a practical position in which she could set up a good spot for a silent death.