Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24828824-20180226234231/@comment-25169271-20190501083821

Darian and Alice ran towards the front of the dry dock, Alice firing at the Oracles persuing them while Darian wildly slashed as many of the acid projectiles as possible out of the air. Stormreader was hovering outside waiting for them as they exited the building. They began climbing the ladder but the mixture of the rain, battering sea water, and the slime covering their hands was making it impossible to grip the metal rungs. "I can't climb this damn thing!" Darian snarled, stopping to slash another acid blob out of the air.

"Just hook in and hang on!" Alice shouted as she stuck her left arm and leg through the rungs hooking her elbow and knee around the canvas straps on the side. Darian mimicked his wife's actions hanging on as best as he could. The two were hit several times more by the Oracles as Helena took off. By the time they got out of range of the Grimm both of their aura levels had dropped dangerously low.

As Helena flew them away from the dry dock the acid slime coating the pair began reacting with the ladder they were clinging to. “Mom, the acid slime is eating away at the ladder!” Alice shouted, hoping she could be heard over the rushing wind.

“The ladder will hold for a while, but not for a long trip!” Darian shouted as he looked at the smoking steel cable his arm was hooked around. As Helena flew down the coast line Darian and Alice clung onto the ladder while being whipped by the wind and rain. When Helena slowed to a stop on an exposed boulevard Alice and Darian dropped off of the ladder and moved away from the aircraft giving Helena room to land. “We need to get this stuff off quick,” Darian commented, seeing how it was eating away at the cables of the ladder.

Alice got her gun out and scanned around the area, her eyes turning blue as she focused her semblance. “There’s nothing around here,” she stated, making a second sweep of the area with her semblance. “Darian, do you hear anything?” she asked nervously.

“Waves, rain, wind…” the faunus replied, his large cat ears perked high on his head. “No croaking or…other toad noises.” He paused seeing Helena coming out of the back of Stormreader carrying once of her lances.

As Helena moved into a position to cover the young couple both began to strip off the clothing covered in the acid slime. For Darian, most of the slime had managed to land on his coat and armor. He quickly cast off his coat, forearm guards, vest, and gloves before moving over to a broken drainage pipe that was spewing water. He began to thoroughly scrub himself under the deluge of water, soaking himself to the bone to get the slime off.

Alice meanwhile had stripped herself down to her socks and panties in order to remove the more excessive amount of slime that was covering her. She moved over to the shore line and began cleansing herself of the slime. It took her considerably longer to wash the goo from her body than her husband, and by the time she returned to where they landed both of their piles of clothes was rapidly disintegrating in acidic mucus.

“This shit is nasty,” Darian grumbled, desperately washing the gunk off of his sword. “I really wouldn’t have wanted to have been covered in that stuff if our aura dropped.”

Alice looked down at her own weapon which was in the pile of melting clothes and sighed as a shiver ran through her body. “Mom, do you have your revolver with you?” she asked, rubbing her arms for warmth. “I feel kinda naked without a gun out here.”