Misha Hiroki
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
Roslyn leaped and ran across the rooftops of the city, heading for the next pick-up point. Her long black hair braided into a long rope flowed behind her as she practically flew through the air. Merc hard her next delivery ready in a ventilation shaft on top of the building with the ugly bulldog on it. It shouldn't be too hard to get there since all of the blues seemed to be gravitating toward Fayth and Celeste for the time being. She slid down into the vent and did her best to slow her fall so she didn't hurt herself. The yellow bag was right where Merc said it would be, so she grabbed it and looked inside for the destination. "Roof of the mall in...twenty minutes!" She shot back up the vent to get back onto the roof and start running toward the mall. She would be lucky if she made it in twice the given amount of time.