Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26130256-20160118224353

(Almost done...)

As the van slowed to a stop, Azulius stepped out into the shadows, helping mask his location with his Semblance. Since everyone else was focused on the gunfight, flanking around and knocking the occasional enemy Destral out was only a moderate effort.

Eventually, he snuck his way to where Gretel and Kurai were holed up against two more loyalists, then announced his presence by spraying one enemy with Ice bullets, then after a brief trade of blows, throwing the other against the side of the alley. They would both live, but they would be seriously hurting when they woke up.

"Glad to see you're all right," the mobster mimed tipping his hat to the biker. "Now, how do I tell which of these folks are friend and foe?  I'd like to avoid shooting potential allies; it's frowned upon where I come from."