Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20131007070441/@comment-933831-20131128054720

Barth dashed along the ground as Micheal was knocked through the air, leaving him defenseless getting up. Barth was mere feet away as he got his wits about him, aiming Gungnir at the ex-soldier. Just as the trigger was pulled, Barth pulled his foot up, using the sickle-jutte to bring the weapon to the side, the blast firing elsewhere.

Here it was. The opening. Barth lunged his fist forward, again uppercutting Micheal in the chest. This time, he stuck with it, whirling his fist 180 degrees as he turned his body, smashing Micheal down onto the ground. He hadn't gone full force as he didn't want to injure his teammate, but nevertheless, the tiles underneath Micheal were indented and shattered.

Standing up, Barth took the Jutte from his foot, holding it at his side as he limped over towards Reverend, slowly getting feeling back to his foot. Glynda made her way out, nodding slightly at her scroll. "Very good, Mister Varega. It seems Professor Ozpin was right to make you the leader of your team."

Barth nodded, hoisting the weapon onto his shoulder as he slipped the Jutte away. He'd have to fix that... "Thank you, Professor Goodwitch." He then walked over, helping Micheal up. "You alright?"