Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150411211547

"Trying to steal dust and Grimm to sell in Vale, eh? All while the world is distracted by the rigged White Fang incident." Fritz replied. "Anyway, it sounds like the village has been evacuated and we have all the intel we need. I'm about ready to clean house. Waiting on you."

Fritz made a beeline for the locomotive. No glowing parts on it indicated a conventional power source, as opposed to dust. ''Perfect, smashing an Acid Grenade in here ought to hurt the engine. ''Fritz's grenade fabricator was designed to activate when he held his hand above it. This way, he could get some ordinance on an enemy even if he was at full sprint without having to wrestle with puches or clips.

Fritz pressed down on the Water and Lightning dust canisters; that was how the user would select grenade types. With a wave of his hand, a sickly-green object the size of a soda can appeared in Fritz's hand. Fabricated grenades consisted of a crystalline shell with similar consistency to glass and were filled with powdered dust. A good throw would shatter the shell and detonate the volatile dust inside.

And this thing was going into a locomotive's air intake.