<div class="floatright"><div align="center">-&lt;&gt;--&lt;&gt;- <strong>Lyra Vice</strong> -&lt;&gt;--&lt;&gt;-</div><br/>(http://i1308.photobucket.com/albums/s604/RedFangedWerehawk/punk_gun_girl_by_jkuo-d6u5s0c_zpscbb52208.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Battle Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Class:</strong> Gunslinger<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 25/25<br/><strong>Def:</strong> 10/10<br/><br/><strong>Ammo:</strong> 000XXX<br/><br/><strong>Head:</strong><br/><strong>Torso:</strong><br/><strong>Legs:</strong><br/><strong>Other:</strong> <br/></div></div></div><br/>"Criminal whores? I can't say I've been called that before... Sure, whore and criminal are old classics but together, that's something different." Lyra chuckled as she watched the pincushion of a Sergent ran back into the castle. She was half tempted to shoot the coward in the back as she left her underlings behind but opted to save the shot for the guard who was charging at her. The woman was clearly an amateur soldier, telegraphing a sword swing from a mile away.<br/><br/>Lyra ducked out of the way of the sword slash. She caught a quick glimpse of the guard's weapon. Nothing special about it. Lyra rolled out of the sword range of her opponent and took a second to take notice of the situation around her. With the leader of the guards out of commission, the giant squid was no where to be seen... and neither was Marian.<em>Poor thing... but that's what can happen in these situations. She wasn't cut out for mercenary work and had to pay the price.</em>She thought to herself. Lyra didn't want to see any of the girls die, but at the same time she knew it was a very real possibility. It came with the territory.<br/><br/>She turned her attention back to her current opponent. Just another soldier 'doing their job' and 'following orders.' It never matters if they are outmatched and outclassed, they just march on to their graves. Not a single mark of a soul or individuality about them. When it came down to it, she was just another object to shoot. The gunslinger fired a shot into the thigh of the guard, once again filling the air with a crackling echo and the smell of gun smoke. The bulled easily ripped through the armor. "You going to do something or are you just going to let me shoot you all day. Surely a castle guard can muster more than this." She taunted.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">                                                Dice Rolls                                                </div><div class="spoiler_body">&gt;Move then Attack (Projectile Attack) Guard that tried to melee Lyra<br/>Hit Roll: 17 (+2) = 19 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4537044/) Hit!<br/>Damage: 4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4537045/)<br/></div></div></div>