Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11591668-20131028065233/@comment-15488047-20140309102127

Wah, she didn't think the higher areas would be considered off-limits...! In the end, Ariel supposed that benefited her. She did better in the short-range, after all. There was so much accuracy one could achieve with a chainsaw-gun. She wondered what strategy Indigo would adopt, now that the kunoichi was forced into close-quarters-

and she found that she didn't really have much of a chance to wonder, because a multitude of bladed projectiles were coming her way. She yelped as some shuriken flew by too close for comfort, taking a chunk out of her black coat. Oh boy, Cerule was so going to give her grief about this while he mended it for her...

Grimacing, she failed to notice Indigo's rapid approach, instead focusing on the myriad of finely-honed weaponry assaulting her from multiple angles, barely avoiding most of them. Ariel found herself quickly growing overwhelmed. In hindsight, this rarely ended well for her.

She reeeally wished that Indigo would cut it out, but this was a fight and that was not a very useful or practical thought.

Okay, so. Ways to make the scary ninja lady stop.

Ask nicely: No. That just won't work.

Dodge the weapons: Probably impossible.

Ask...meanly? Would probably just annoy her. Wow, you're terrible at this.

There are no bad ideas in the brainstorming process, Ariel thought in protest against...her...own insults.

Knock her out: There's weapons between you and her, dummy. Unless you happen to be a ninja, too, not happening.

How to get rid of the weapons... Hmm.

Explosions? Explosions always equalled results, and results were valuable sources to learn from, science taught her. Life was too short to deliberate over. (In an alternate universe, these statement would roughly be translated and popularized by the artist Drake as "YOLO.")

So, explosions. Though the robots weren't quite in the positions she wanted them in yet, they'd have to do. Flinching from a graze at her neck, her fingers twitched over Lugonis Gauge's sleek console. At her signal, five of the fifteen deployed bots puffed out, releasing a dense, black smokescreen. Another five, distributed over a range, completely exploded... hopefully, she would be caught in the blast radius of at least one.

Ariel waited for the smoke to clear, scrunching her nose at the acrid smell. Though she worked with it all the time, she really couldn't get used to it. Bending on a knee, she got into a position to leap, hoping to gain an initiative over the ninja's superior reflexes and speed.