Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131129084612/@comment-7497475-20131208073127

Noir caught the paper reflexively, barely noticing that she had. See stared at the cliff for a moment, stunned by his power.

''My god. He did that in one punch, one! I think my airjet would struggle to cause damage like that in five minutes.''

She considered that kind of power, and what she could do with it. Contracts would be a breeze, any of them could be done without fear. Noir closed her hand into a fist, realising something as she did.

''He just punched that cliff, destroying it. How didn't he hurt himself? I couldn't do that, not even my prosthetic hand could survive that kind of force.''

Looking down at Torrent, she noticed he had fallen asleep. Barely surprised by this, she turned back to the city. Passing the spot where Torrent had punched her target, she paused. Something wasn't right. The men dropped around her, about ten of them or so. Noir flexed her hand, Phantom Limb taking hold. She didn't wait, she knew what was happening. Darting in at one to her right, the middle limb knocked his weapon aside before the upper limb punched into his neck. Twisting quickly, the shield deployed, blocking a burst of gunfire from another.

''Well, at least they made it interesting. Nothing like having more than one person to take down.''

Charging the owner of the gunfire, Noir swiped at him with the shield, then while he was on the ground the other two limbs tore into his chest. Bullets raked her back, he aura flaring at their touch. Confident of her abilities, Noir walked straight into his fire. Her hand reached out, grabbing his throat. She held him off the ground slightly, before thrusting all three limbs into his body. Powering her semblance, the mans eyes widened. His scream of pain echoed through the forest, cut off by more bullets fired at Noir. After being so brash, her aura dropped under the strain. Her combat skin stopped most of the damage, but she sped up to prevent any serious impacts. Taking out a mans legs, she brought her right hand down into his face, heaing many bones crack from the punch. Standing up, she loosed the assault rifle against the remaining people.

"Huh, not even that fun. You disappoint me."

Noir was about to walk away, when a hard hit landed against the back of her head.