Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150609040541/@comment-25127382-20150611060932

As Lavinia's magazine was emptying, only one member of the group she had engaged remained. She placed her rifle on her back, gripped her sword, and waited. She was still under fire, but eventually, the thug had to reload. This was her chance. She leapt out of cover, rushed up to him, a predator that was leaping its prey. She reached him before he managed to reload, and sliced diagonally upwards, through the enemy's torso, almost tearing him in half.

She shifted the sword from her left hand to her right, and drew her machine pistol with her now empty left hand, moving forward. Gunfire was loud, so it was bound to attract attention.