Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-37644598-20181216195420/@comment-37644598-20181225234717

As Koray readies the Fire Dust, it sputters. A spark flies up and lands on the vending stall's quite flammable canvas roof. (This can only be due to Qrow's semblance destablising the Dust.)

It's as much a distraction for the crowd as it is for the combatants. "He lit it on fire!" someone shouts. "These guys are crazy, I'm getting out of here!" The rest of the crowd follows suit, except for a figure in shadow between a couple of stalls.

Qrow remembers that he's in a fight. As he approaches the stall Koray fled to, he spies a few grackles, and shoots them from their perches. ''No telling if he can see through these birds... better safe than sorry.''

Qrow approaches the vendor's stall and pauses to get a feel for his Aura. ''I'd say about 90%. ''

"You put on a good show, best fight I've had in a while. But you've barely scratched me. I hope for your sake you have something potent up your sleeve."