Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26104528-20151017194947

Having the sense knocked back into him, once by a slug from Mauve and again by a fireball from Beige, the fang flapped his wings to put some distance between him and the others before resuming flight and throwing another barrage of knives at Mauve while going all over the place to prevent anyone from getting a bead on him.

Taking several fireballs to the aura, the Ibaalin flinched and then infused both the glyph hands with lightning dust to try and grab Ingraham and Beige while keeping up the HMG fire. To her credit, his coat was on fire, and he didn't have time to take it off just yet.

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"Does it really matter?!" Honara called to Azzie as she hopped backwards to evade a dozen explosive knives. The fang seized this chance to dive in and attempt to impale the swordswoman by thrusting his wing talons at her. She brought her sheild up to defend which flash-fabbed just in time to catch the talons mere inches from her. Now stuck, the fang put all of his strength into twisting around to throw her into Azzie.

On Ingraham's side of things, HMG fire had him stuck behind a collapsed section of hull. This forced him to blind-fire his SMG over the wall and pray that he hit something. A mass of glyph-fingers appeared over his cover, grabbing him and the hull section to use as a larger piece of mobile cover. He would have tried to boost away, but having his equipment electrocuted by the Ibaalin was making that difficult.