Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-25924729-20170516121016

Vale blinked, wearing a puzzled expression, as if unable to beleive they were under attack so abruptly. She had sensed a threat earlier and assumed it was from the silver haired duo. But perhaps her instincts were wrong. Grimm lurking nearby would definitely set her off, which meant the pair really meant no harm.

From the top of the stairs, she took up her stance, legs spread wide and low for stability. Her semblance kicked in, causing her feet to glow and root themselves to the floor. Raising her left arm, she fired a long, continuous stream of Wind Dust at the largest hole, pinning the Grimm trying to escape with a powerful jet of air.

Her prosthetic right arm was never still, switching between lightning and fire, firing energy beams and explosive fireballs at the already blinded, flaming Grimm. That way, she became a formidable human turret.

The assassin would have preferred engaging the enemy directly. Hand to hand combat was her forte, not as a support gunner. But Vale decided on a more "team friendly" approach for once. She had to remember she no longer worked alone but with allies.