Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-25582638-20151020220530

Behind the gas mask, Casper grinned widely at the sight of the enemies suffering. He proceeded to deploy Noble Shredder's chainsaw form, activated the motor of the circular saws, and buried it at Gearsy's neck as it savagely breached his Aura's protection. Blood flew everywhere and stained both his and Aricia's suits. The younger fraternal twin shrugged off her brother's madness and contacted their comrades.

/“The leader's dead. We're finished here."/ She said flatly and turned to see her brother poke at the leader's head.

/“Say, Pat. Do you think it's safe to-"/

/“No."/ She said abruptly.

/“Huh? Why-OW!"/

/“Are you dumb? The bodies are contaminated! And we're not going to waste our resources again to filter their blood for you! The last time the Health Department did it on 50 contaminated bodies, only 70 liters of blood was salvaged and you got sick when you tried to use someone's blood that has dengue!"/

/”C'mon~ it was just an experiment y'know?~"/

/“An uncontrolled experiment!"/

/“Er, why are you upset?~"/

/“Isn't that obvious?! You let one criminal escape right in front of you earlier!"/

/“Because she has nice assets.~ Dad would like- OW!"/ Casper muttered quietly and pouted before a foot hit him between his legs. A yelp escaped from his throat.

/“I can hear you, you fool!"/

/“Uuuuuuu, a-anyway where's she (Cyzarine)? I-I haven't seen her yet- uuuuuu."/ Casper hurriedly changed topic while crying with anime tears and clutching the thing that was kicked.

Aricia was about to reply when one of the lieutenants stationed outside the mall radioed them to help subdue their disobedient fellow soldiers who were riding one of their transport vehicles.

/“That's....... unusual."/ Casper commented as they run towards the exit. --- At the back of the mall, the vehicle dodged continuous, non-lethal Lightning Dust attacks from mage-type lieutenants. The attempt to escape from the scene was delayed by the BOB soldiers' efforts by blocking other possible escape routes using thick ice walls.

/“Tsk! Get rid of them, NOW!"/ One of the BOB rogues inside the vehicle ordered. Another rogue went to the cramped cage at the corner, sat in front of a control that resembles an airplane's steering wheel, put on a strap to secure his body, and flipped a switch on left side of the wheel's base. Inside the rogue soldier's helmet, the word [CONNECTING: VEHICLE #0073 WEAPONS SYSTEM...] appeared on his visor for four seconds before the word [CONNECTED] replaced the first word. The view instantly changed from the controls in front of him to the military-grade camera mounted on top of the HMG that was installed on the vehicle's car roof. At the bottom, left corner of the screen showed the number of ammo available for the large gun (like a first-person shooter game).

The gunner steered the HMG to the right and pulled the trigger at the mage-type lieutenants. The soldiers being shot at responded by casting ice walls in front of them. The driver finally found an opening and drove past the soldiers towards the front of the mall. HMG continued its rampage as large bullets flew every direction. The mages took action and casted ice walls again in front of the crowd.

The lieutenant in-charge of the group pushed the police officer out of the gun's firing range and quickly got his shield to block the attacks. The rest of the soldiers cannot help. It's either after the rogues and let the Grimm go on rampage or keep the Grimm at bay while the rogues have their way.

/“There's a new order from the marshal! We'll take another hostage!"/

/“Roger that."/ The gunner followed as his comrade sent the image to his visor of the person that needs to be captured. The image appeared on the middle of his visor. It was then placed on the right side of his visor as he used the camera of the HMG to scan the surroundings while pressing the trigger. A figure was painted red by the computer indicating that it found the person.

/“Vehicle #0073, deploy the claw at the target."/

/[Deploying...]/

A large steel clamp shot out from the car top's rear. The long, rolled, thick cables spun rapidly as the clamp, which is large enough to fit a person's upper body, approach its target.

Enough to fit Fen's upper body. -- While the right side was busy capturing Fen, the left side was busy taking care of Cyzarine.

The sound of cloth being torn became inaudible. The medic nervously (an assault rifle is pointed at her head) used the knife to cut Cyzarine's worn upper clothing to mend her injuries after checking the vital signs. The unconscious girl was in a lateral recumbent position to make sure the blood from internal injuries doesn't block her airway while another medic is holding her head to prevent it from rocking back and forth due to the vehicle's rough maneuvers. The medic also removed the purple scarf and placed it beside the owner.

Underneath her clothing hid a scarred body. It's not unique to have gruesome scars due to the Battalion's dangerous lifestyle so it wouldn't be strange to walk around the BOB's bases while exposing your scarred body. It became a norm to accept the fact that they won't live their life unscathe.

What set Cyzarine and the few apart from the norm is how she got the scars and how her body is damaged. There are various cuts, both long and short, and scars that shows healed torn skin on her left shoulder and above her right rib cage. They occupied her upper limbs save for the face, hands, and half of her forearms that showed no signs of scars. Some showed indication of burnt cuts from a blade that was heated and then used her flesh to test its boosted capability to cut flesh. And a thick long scar across the front part of her neck that would make strangers wonder how she survived such critical wound.

Suffering from fighting a highly skilled criminals is normal. Suffering helplessly at the hands of a psychotic torturer is rare.

(Sorry for my rushed work. I may not be able to go online for a while....)