Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150418071850

(Go on ahead. I now understand I don't have to injure my own guy. Derp. :p)

It's bad enough Fritz had to take on a psychopathic strongwoman all on his lonesome, even worse that it was in a confined space AKA her type of environment. The worst part was that the entire room was now drowned in flames. Fritz was barely able to turn face and boost to evade the fireball. His once healthy aura which had recharged back to an estimated 67% was back down to 36%. As his semblance would effectivly third his aura and that was precisley what he needed, Phantom was of little use and out of the question.

''Anytime now friendos, anytime now... ''Fritz thought. He wasn't going to be able to keep dancing around Akari for long, but he didn't really have a choice. Chances were that flaming shockwave probably blocked Akari's sight of him and the smoke from all the burning cargo would build up and block vision even further. Just the sort of thing Fritz was trained to exploit.

The one thing that neither of them could defend against was smoke inhalation and the toxicity that followed. Fritz took a deep breath from the relative "clean" air at the bottom of the boxcar before boosting upwards, raining down caustic bullets through the smoke's cover.

"If anyone can hear me, Akari's in the boxcar that is now on fire." Fritz said into his earpiece as he dropped back down, coughing from the toxic fumes that filled the room.