Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151002030554/@comment-26571677-20151002095155

Amilanthior smirked, people always did underestimate him. Falling off the carpark using nothing to secure a landing would have been a death sentence if there were not a landing pad. Too bad he couldn't find it without her noticing.

Still, underestimating him would have to be punished, but how? Moving silently would not be a problem, as that was the whole point of his semblance, but he wouldn't be able to disable the instructor's sight.

Still, no time to waste, time was wasting out. He promptly jumped off the building, enjoying the two seconds of freefall and the rush of adrenaline before his Zeracts launched out, dug into the concrete, and stopped his deadly full just metres before impact.

He retracted the his chakrams and started moving towards the jar of money. His plan was to first grab it, all the while watching out for disturbances in the crowd. Once he spotted her, the money would go straight to the less fortunate, then, he would grab the gun and surprise her.

But when did plans ever work out?