Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20180831104140/@comment-5999656-20180904053044

Farran uses the doctor's face as a launching pad as he backflips in the air and lands a few feet away. He cocks an eyebrow, mildly surprised that his full momentum kick did little beyond stagger his target a few feet. His green eyes alight on the rockets now attached to Nobel's arms, and recognition dawns on his face.

"Blow it, doc," he jeers. "Eyes up, Titania!" he shouts, aiming his flamethrowers forward and letting loose a concentrated stream of flame with the intention of igniting both of the warheads.

Titania's head jumps up at the sound of her name, and a quick analysis of the situation yields a new tactic for her. Just as Farran's flames dash against the mad doctor, her hands shoot forward and form a thick casing of ice around Alexander. It's a coordinated move - the intention is to ignite Alexander's warheads and immediately afterwards cordon him off from the rest of his environment, so that he takes the full brunt of the explosion.

Together, Farran and Titania's fighting style is destructive - borderline self-sacrificial. But where Titania is occupied with neutralizing the threat no matter what it takes, Farran delights in the thrill of yet another narrow brush with death.