Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26383377-20161010075203/@comment-26383377-20161017032441

The snowball struck Hank right on the face, he turned around and noticed the shooter, "Incoming fire, on my six!" he yelled, before darting to cover behind a nearby thick tree. He started making a new snowball, "Emily, lay down supressing fire!"

"On it!" Emily rushed over to yet another nearby tree, she made a bunch of snowballs relatively quickly, and began hurling them, one after the other ,at Deb.