Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150823230826/@comment-25127382-20150913153202

"Not so close! Back the fuck off!" Lavinia shouted as, to her mental discomfort, one of the men forced her against the wall. She shoved him back violently, forcing him a few feet back, allowing her more space. She then reached out her arm, and flicked some sort of switch on the side of her pistol with her thumb, causing the magazine to slide out and hit the ground. She holstered the empty pistol, lowered her body and placed her sword and rifle on the ground gently, before gently kicking the weapons towards the enemies and raising her arms. "You better not put a fucking scratch on that blade!" she advised, glaring coldly and threateningly.

Against her will, Elizabeth also lowered her arms, in the same manner.

(This better not end up in some sort of gang rape, Tate. I've seen that so many times... Never intentionally, of course!)