Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170712203930/@comment-5385060-20170717050652

Jo had put up a pretty good fight, and to be fair Leon was already weakened by her groin attack on him not that long ago. Some mirrors were cracked, and shards of them in her hair. Her eye was swollen. Scratches down her arms from the broken glass. None of this included the bruises that couldn't be seen, concealed by her clothes. After knocking Leon out, Clint slugged her.

She crumpled to the ground, groaning... "Not now..."

"It's Leroy. I don't get down like that," Leroy replied. He considered going down the staff only route, but the way he felt, he'd gladly fight all of them off if he had to. "Screw that, I'm taking them head on. I'll distract them, you find Jo."