Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150716171702/@comment-26104528-20150828211953

(Just for plot-making purposes, can you tell me some more about these guys other than: men in black.)

"CATSAI, turn that off." Fritz told the AI as he swiftly reloaded his rifle to keep fire on Myra. The crusader, very rapidly running out of options, blitzed through the gunfire and grabbed her dropped pike. With what she had left, she deflected as many of Fritz's rounds until Estellia phased through and wrapped her hooksword around Myra's neck before phasing the both of them up 30 meters and delivering a wicked aura-boosted push kick into her chest.

"That was for San Oaxaca." she said as she dropped down using Creatore's frozen body as a cushion. This whole operation was never about her personal vendetta, it just happened to be along the way. Still though, part of her felt pretty good knowing that the woman who ordered her hometown destroyed was now in a million little pieces that she was standing on top of.

"No late-night taco bell yet, got one more thing to take care of." Stahlfritz told Stella as he made his way toward the weapons storage. Could be more Order, but the only ones getting ahold of those warheads would be the Valein Government. After all, that's why they wer hired and Frit never dissapointed.

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Upon the Matriarch's death, all Order assets activated final purge protocols. Machines self-corroded their internals while grunts and other staff shot themselves to prevent capture. All this so no there was no risk of compromise for other cells and assets.

Meanwhile, the distinctive growls of hungry Suchus could be faintly heard from the Men in Black's position.