Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190809183250/@comment-5543592-20190901171500

"Working on it!" Priors said, the Vertibird making a high pitched whining noise as it banked upwards, sharply.

Josey took aim with his revolver and big firing pot shots down at Shrike. Not that he expected it to work to any extent, but just so he felt like he was doing something.

"We need bigger guns." Josey muttered.

Five hundred feet off, the other Vertibird kept pace with them.

Below, Shrike's leaps were getting higher and farther. She might as well have been on the moon for all effect gravity was having on her right now.