Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20161211031628/@comment-25924729-20170510035437

Allies and enemies alike were caught off guard by Fen's sudden aggression. At first they tried to fight back, but any resistance was quickly shattered by  the barrage of Dust blasts, sniper fire and ice walls. The first wave fell quickly and brutally.

Across the beach, the remaining smugglers finally arrived to help, but instead found themselves caught in the trap too. Against such a vicious assault, they had little defense, and no hope of escape. One by one they fell, until only a dozen or so remained huddled in a scared circle.

"Surrender." Zhu-li said. Part threat and part advice directed to their enemy. She hoped they would do the smart thing and just give up, there was enough fighting for one night already.

To her utter surprise, the smugglers obeyed, seeing no chance of winning against these five girls. One by one, rifles thudded on the sand, their owners raised their hands reluctantly, faces bearing bitter, defeated looks. As abruptly as it began, the fight was over.

The young thief sighed, exhausted and releived. She began moving through their new prisoners, discarding weapons and restaining their wielders. As she passed Fen, Zhu-li offered a friendly pat on the shoulder, before noticing something. "Why are you crying...?"

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From her perch, Tigris remained alert, watching the scene below as Zhu-li worked. If any prisoner moved suddenly, he could expect a bullet through his body. Twice she had caught a man trying to escape or reach for a weapon, and twice she had fored warning shots.

Now things were finally becoming quiet again, she spoke to Platinum. "I can handle things up here. Go to her, your friend needs you..." She sensed there was much that remained unsaid between them, a condition best remedied soon.