Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-5999656-20160519213744

As the van zipped through the woods, Zanipher was clutching a rectangular device, not a Scroll. It displayed a rotating bird's eye view of the forest as the GPS quickly determined the location of the vehicle, then lit up a green path to the nearest building in the forest: an abandoned warehouse. Drive time: 1.5 hours.

"We'll determine if the Fullers are in this building, and chances are even if they're not there right now they'll have left clues as to where they went." Zan snapped the GPS shut. "As long as we stay calm, there should be less chance that Grimm will obstruct us."

''Easy for you to say. ''Fen wasn't capable of playing it cool when every minute that ticked by was potentially putting Platinum's life in grave danger. She glanced out at the trees and underbrush rushing by, and was it her imagination or were there strange movements in the area behind them?

Meanwhile, Zanipher pulled the sunroof open while casting on some shaded airtight goggles, then hefted an RPD machine gun out and onto the roof of the car. She checked the gun and then let it rip into the woods. The loud battering made Fen jump and cast around before realizing that they were the ones causing the sound.

"Zan, what the -" She was cut off by the sound of a wretched howling behind them, and she turned quickly to see writhing Creeps flailing through the air.

''Of course, you're always on top of everything, aren't you? ''Fen resumed her sitting position and crossed her arms. Although Zanipher was one hell of a role model, her sister's hyper-capability was creating something the girl had never encountered before: living in the shadow of a model sibling.

''But she's a criminal, remember? ... ''That still didn't offer much consolation, since now Fen was in the business too.

The firing stopped and Zanipher ducked back into the car. She addressed the driver first.

"Hope I'm not bothering you too much, Mazu." She turned to Fen.

"The Grimm are onto us, so this might be a rough ride. Hope you're not carsick."

"I'm not."

Zanipher gave Fen a questioning look. She could sense some form of displeasure, but suffered from some combination of not comprehending completely and being too lazy to think about it for long. Interpreting teenage angst wasn't really her strong suit.

"If something else is bothering you, we can talk about it after this is over."

"Yeah, that'd be great." ''Why can't I be the one telling her what happens next? This is supposed to be my rescue mission. Then again, I'd be helpless without the Syndicate. ''This was Fen's recurring struggle: she knew she didn't have the resources and experience to combat large-scale threats on her own, so she was stuck getting other people's help to fix things. Then again, it could be worse.

"... Once Platinum's safe, I'm gonna give her a good talking-to about trying to track down serial killers alone."

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Platinum heard the truck pulling up even before she saw it. Without missing a beat, she turned and drew her rifle again, got on one knee, and sent two bullets neatly through each of the front tires. The satisfying POP of two burst tires and the careening of a driver losing control of their car was her reward. The truck veered right and spun once before ramming into a tree trunk,  making a large  crack and sending leaves and twigs raining down onto the hood. That was it; if she outcompeted in terms of armor and weaponry, all she could do was go for their vulnerabilities. She kept her position as the car doors opened and Vayne and Everglades emerged, both clad in matching black suits and wearing shiny gas masks. So a duel would ensue? Better than running till she had nothing left.

But that too, took everything she had.

(Wanna do one more forest post and then get to Platinum?)