Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140323001956/@comment-3293219-20140330155104

The bag was gently lowered into Kaizen's hands, he tested its weight before taking it, so that he didn't drop it onto his wounds.

He carefully slipped it out of the bag and held the item up. It was a crossbow, that much was clear to him as soon as he withdrew it from the bag but it was much smaller than most crossbows and it seemed to be lacking a trigger.

He noticed that it was attatched to a wristguard of some sort, kind of like a glove, he quickly realised that it was meant to latch onto your arm.

"Petra..." He whispered happily, as he slipped it on and turned to her. It had been the best part of two centuries since he last recieved a gift of any kind.

"I... Don't know what to say..."