Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150413185659

Although his cloak still held steady, Fritz knew that trying to take on two brutes, both of them twice his size, in this close proximity with a low aura was a bad sell. He needed some distance and fast. Fritz grabbed a flashbang from hs fabricator and slammed it at the thugs feets, sheilding his eyes from the impact.

The blast left both the thugs blinded and dazed. "Shit! Where'd that coward mother****er go!?" shouted one of the thugs.

Fritz smugly replied "Right here." In all the confusion, Fritz had rolled out of the control cab into the locomotive's engine room and was crouched down at the end with Sturmhund fully loaded. Though dazed from having his own flashbang go off not ten feet away, Fritz did his best to aim and opened fire. A torrent of corrosive rounds screamed toward the thugs who did their best to block by spinning their axes, but Sturmhund's dizzying 960 rounds per minute was too much to handle.

Their auras buckled, their armor preforated, and both thugs fell to the ground from the caustic barrage. With the remaining third of the magazine, Fritz went out the back and fired at the coupling to split the locomotive and cars. Once the link had been severed, he hopped onto the box car behind it and worked the boxcar's emergency brake. If all went as planned, Akari would end up outrunning and pulling the locomotive and only the locomotive to its location.