Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140103051911/@comment-7489529-20150607190057

As he pressed the switch to detonate the dust charge, Bergen was already thinking of a plan. The charge was of the toned down variety he used against other students during sparring matches, so it was unlikely to do the job. From what Bergen knew of Aeden, his opponent could teleport using glyphs that he could place rather easily anywhere he pleased. This meant that an attack from the rear was imminent. Sure enough, his enemy dissapeared mid-charge. Taking a huge gamble, Bergen dashed forward using his semblance, at the same time shrugging off his hoodie - which was still filled with dust packaged. If bergen predicted correctly what was about to happen, Aeden, who he hoped would attack from the rear, would swing his heated axe at where Bergen was. If the axe came into contact with Bergen's hoodie, and hit even one of the dust charges, the fight may well be over. However, if the charges failed to detonate, Bergen would have to contend with Aeden hand to hand, without any kind of upper body armor, save for the cotton sleveless shirt he wore underneath. Hopefully, he wouldn't have to get serious. He never wanted to get serious.