Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43337021-20191021144345/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191025185041

WHACK. The knife stuck into the dummy's forhead, right between the eyes. Bull's eye. Again.

Em glanced nervously beside her. Willow was throwing her own knifes, badly. A couple of them had gone of course, and landed to close to Em for comfort.

"Hey, do want help?" she asked. She usaully just let the bad students fail, but this was literally a matter of her own saftey.

-Chloe