Hellsing RP

[Esme]

Prosper watched all this happening as she collected a few daggers of hers from dead wolf bodies. Cleaning them off on her pants in a slightly annoyed manner. As she placed them back into her select hiding spots, she looked at the mercs hiding and shook her head, "Pathetic, won't even stand there own grounds till they come back? Stupide..." She murmured to herself, nervously eye the silver through...knowing how little it would take for her to burn from even brushing against one of those.

 

[bettsyboy]

:: Marco glanced at Prosper ::


Marco: "of course they aren't standing their ground, think tactically, if they stey they will be ripped to shreds, this way they can still kill werewolves and live"


:: the night went on, but after a little while, they returned, coming in 3 groups, the largest charging at the armoured bvan, and the other 2 groups were coming at MArco and the others ::


Marco: "steady... steady..."


:: they got closer... 50 metres ::


Marco: "hold..."


:: 20 metres ::


Marco: "ready..."


:: 2 metres ::


Marco: "now!"


:: guns blaxed, blood flew, the armoured truck was toppled but still the mercs continued to fire, continued to kill the wolves ::


:: Marco: "rip 'em appart!"


:: he changed into his wolf-form, and jumped into the fray ::