Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180727165409/@comment-25828117-20181016182942

Brenda quickly rose a pistol on the hapless teller.

"Get in here, out of the doorframe. Quick!"

The barrel of the walther remained trained on Sam.

"Against that wall, and no sudden moves..."

Harry was about to move forward when suddenly the door of the barracks opened and a streak of light painted out before it.

The resistance leader who stood practically next to the door pushed himself against the wall and held his breath.

A giggling soldier walked out, mumbling something to himself. It became clear he was absolutely shitfaced soon after. With his back now to most of the resistance crew he swayed from side to side.

Trembley looked back at his guys, hoping they weren't anywhere near the soldier's potential field of vision.