Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-2135507-20130613052003/@comment-2135507-20130622055456

Before he knew what was happening, Terry was outside fighting a myriad of guards. 'Where did these guys even come from?' Terry thought, using his voice to blast guards away and his staff to take some down. He didn't even notice that a few had run into the shop, and for the moment he knew he couldn't protect both Cicilia and himself at the same time. He wasn't Cobalt.

Terry didn't understand, why did Cicilia take out so many guards with those scissors. and not even remember it?... Wait. Those scissors. they cut threw... everything. Terry remembered somewhere in the haze of that moment seeing Cicilia cut through their guns as well as their skin. Those scissors but be magic or something, Terry made a mental to ask her about them later.

"I think it's time a made a power play" Terry muttered to himself. He spun around and kicked a guard in the head, knocking him to the ground. Terry then sang a loud ballad with a lot of bass in his voice, vibrating the ground around him. His voice grew louder and louder until he felt the ground around him shake. Before the guards even knew what was happening a full on earthquake erupted around him. The floor around him crumbled and gave way, but suddenly, so did his foothold. Terry feel hard, but caught himself on some rubble before he really hit.

Terry coughed and looked up, apparently the entire block was hollow. Who knew. assessing the damage, Terry noticed he had knocked a lot more down than he intended. Including the floor of the building Cicilia was hiding in. Wait.

"CRAP!" Terry yelled, no longer even thinking about the guards. "CICILIA! CICILIA" Terry frantically called.