Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25857155-20150822020432/@comment-5426254-20150916011907

''Looks like the time for talk is over. Please let me increase the pace, 'kay? -GL''

As Pieter gathered all the available information, he continued to plan a strategy.

''Let's see, from what I can tell, Selena is a CQC type, with something against her right arm ... I'd wager it's a prosthetic or some sort of arm brace ... with that outfit, I think she has above average Aura levels, and is pretty confident fighting and flirting at the same time. She plans on coming here again tonight. The question is ... how do we beat her?''

Then it came to him.

"Everyone, I have a plan. Since she's coming again tonight, we will set a trap here. We will have a handful of CQC specialists in the cafe as bait, marksmen positioned on the rooftops, back exits, and across the street, and a mop up force of everyone else to sweep in and finish the job."

All the Hunters were now interested in the plan.

"Sable, since you love to fight so much, how about you be the bait?"

"Ab-so-fucking-lutely, my man!"

"Vert, how about you and I, along with-"

"Consider it done."

"Ms. Rockbell," Pieter asked, "you don't mind if there's some collateral damage, do you?"

As the rest of the group chose their positions, they set up the trap ... ---

As the sky turned dark, the cafe was illuminated as a white haired woman dressed in black, with a black mask wielding a glaive ran on the rooftops.

"Well, well, well," the stranger said as she opened the doors, "how are you all doing? Sorry about the mess I made last time, all I wanted to do was to pay a visit to my little girl!"

"We're doing fine, by the way," responded a laid-back voice. "To be honest, it's about time you showed up!"

WHAT THE-

The stranger suddenly felt pain as Sable leaped off one of the tables and tackled her distracted self in the abdomen, before landing a flurry of punches in her masked face.

As she kicked Sable away, forcing him into a backflip, Pieter, now behind a car across the street, and Vert, now on a rooftop overlooking the windows, saw the opportunity.

"OPEN FIRE!"

Suddenly, the stranger heard large booms and crackles as projectiles flew through the window and landed several hits on her. As she swapped to a gray mask and began to deflect the shots, the other group members had joined in.

The trap was set, but would the hunted fight back?