08-24-2016, 02:34 PM
Amber, only half dressed, gripped Razorbacks hilt and pointed the gun form in the direction she was told. "Alright pervert, come out and I won't shoot." She called out to Small Knife, wanting to resolve this peacefully, hopefully. She's seen enough blood shed. "Be careful group. I assume this being is another prime, like us. Even a four on one could get ugly." Amber's trigger finger stood ready to shoot should things get bad.
"I've been neglected, harassed, beaten, and diminished all my life. What motivates me to continue? The glory of proving people wrong. Being worth more than the numbing existence offered me. To be a hero." - Amber