Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24678303-20150917025423/@comment-24678303-20151006234002

As Tyde moves to go to the back, one of the goons is thrown out to the front with great force, sliding him over the counter and through a window. This is enough to catch the attention of everyone in the restraunt for a moment, eyes turning to the doorway leading to the kitchen and other back rooms.

The old waiter steps out from the doorway with a large weapon in hand. It appears to be a large fist-type weapon that encompassed his arm down to his elbow and assisted in movement of the arm itself. With a quick flick of the wrist, the gun flips out and shifts rapidly, forming in his hands as a rather large light machine gun.

The battle having ground to a halt, Aureole blinks from her cover at the old man, staying down. The leader growls and picks up a stray handgun, raising it to aim at either Tyde or the Waiter. "Just kill them all!"

As the goons begin to raise their weapons to open fire, he steps just past Tyde and the weapon erupts, spraying electricity dust rounds through the place with a loud report, the bolt moving back and slamming forward as belt links and casings hit the ground.

After a solid thirty seconds of gunfire, it goes quiet. The remaining goons are on the floor, twitching as the small rounds spark and keep them stunned. With a huff, the old man sets the large gun on the counter. "Not in my restraunt, you hooligans."

Aureole stands from where she had taken cover, brushing her now-tattered dress off. "Holy..." She looks around at the now incapacitated thieves, then to Tyde and the old waiter. "Uhh, thanks. Dunno what we would've done without hou, sir."

The old man simply smiles, putting a hand on Tyde's shoulder. "I saw my fair share of skirmishes back when I was your age. These fools were nothing compared to some Grimm I've done battle with." He gestures to the two. "Of course, I wouldn't have been able to do it without some assistance. These old bones wouldn't have been able to take the whole gang back there. Once we reopen, you're welcome back any time, on the house."

Aureole smiles and makes her way over, picking up a couple of the loot bags on the way to set them on one of the few upright tables, reaching in and retrieving her necklace and earings. "Likewise. Don't think a couple of junior hunters could have taken them alone."