Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151216005727/@comment-5543592-20151219222839

Scire landed on his back in rush, gasping as the wind was knocked from his lungs. Still, he managed to kick himself back up to his feet. He glanced at his dagger, uncertain what to do since it could help. So, he threw it at the Augment's face before launching himself at the man with a snarl. Which, he reflected as he went for the man's face, was probably a very stupid thing to do.