Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5490216-20140918195527/@comment-5490216-20140930154827

James grinned at Leanne's skill and brought his own out into play. He dashed into the other half of henchmen as their attention was directed at Leanne. He tapped his palms against all of them, releasing doses of lightning into all of them, rendering them unconscious, but the last one proved better aware, at least attempting to aim at James before he hit his weapon away and stun him.

None among the unconscious laid Marcone or his Lockpick and phone. His coat was graciously hung on a stand, but they were nowhere to be seen.

James then queued the elevator to come back from the roof, as he had queued it to go up there earlier. When it came back, the interior was riddled with bullet holes. More armed henchmen were on the helipad, where Marcone was likely making his escape.

"More hitmen above."

He looked out the penthouse window and looked down, where red and blue police lights flashed.

"Our men below. We need to keep Marcone from taking off with my things."