Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-67.1.253.24-20150418165300

"Oh cool, Fresh air." that was an odd verbal tic of Fritz; to say inane things when faced with death or grevious injury. Then again, he was banking on the hopes that his irrelavent comment would confuse Akari enough to allow him to do this:

Just like how he evaded Akari's first killer move, Fritz dug both his claws into the floor of the train and gunned his jumpkit yet again. Jumpkits had to be capable of moving multiple times their user's mass. There wasn't anywhere for Fritz to go, but the sudden jet of scalding exhaust blew Akari up off of the merc, into the fumes that had gathered near the roof, and back down on to the far side.

"Sorry Sweethart, but only the missus is allowed to do that!" Fritz picked himself back up before taunting Akari again; anything that would piss her off and get her to do something sloppy.