Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26130256-20150727031610

Five seconds, Azulius thought as he flattened himself against the doorway's wall, then covered himself with the illusion of a shipping crate. ''You give me five seconds to prepare an ambush? With a pro crew that I was used to working with, I might be able to do something in ten. With a new team like us? Someone's been in the Liquid Cojones a little early this job.''

One of the breachers came in Azzie's direction, but he only saw boxes. Just as he began to turn his attention towards Mauve, who looked very busy fighting off another breacher,  the magician opened his attach with a thunderclap and flash of light in the man's face, then using Roaring Moxie's glaive-guisarme hook to pull the shield out of his hands. Aiming blind, the commando started spraying with his LMG.

Praying to avoid giving his combat suit an overkill-test, he ducked around the other side, and delivered an uppercut to the central control unit on the back of the exo. The motors whined as the man stumbled from the sudden weight of his armor and weapon, and Azulius struck him in the back of the head with Moxie's handle. The motion of the strike allowed him to turn and take a quick view of the battlefield. Ingraham was doing just fine, Mauve had her opponent taken care of, but Beige looked dangerously exposed on top of that crate.

(Just PM me if this is too much of a god-mod, and I will edit it out.  I apologize in advance.)

Hurling a smoke grenade into the crowd of enemies, Azzie charged towards her position, using some Semblance-clones to conceal his true path through the killbox. Arriving at his destination, he delicately wrapped Moxie's hook around the monk's waist and pulled her off the crate, two seconds before someone with a grenade launcher would have gotten extremely lucky. In a classic display of luck-shaped-like-skill, Azulius caught her with one arm while transforming his weapon back into a submachine gun with the other.

"I find ranged types like us work better with a little cover," he observed, readying a Fire magazine to start spraying.