Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25169271-20180814110110/@comment-30530552-20180820230649

Daniel did his best to stand up to Darian's blows, and it was clear he was struggling. He goes on the defensive, backflipping and twisting through the air and landing in a defensive stance, glaring at Darian, until he's hit by Alice's blows. He uses the momentum of the second blow to roll past Darian and--with a huff of frustration--he splits his dao into a matched pair, spinning the blades by their hilts and going on the offense again against the two of them, his swords acting like an extension of his own body as he whirls back into combat.

Nickelette deflects Alice's bullets with both her chakrams upon seeing her shotgun attacks were ineffective, before she runs close to the group and claps her hands together, turning the moisture in the air into a visible fog which starts to take over the battlefield and completely obscures the area around herself and the other 3 immediately nearby. Remembering where Alice was just before she'd called down the fog and listening past the sounds of combat nearby, she launches herself in that direction as hard as she can, smashing into the other girl as hard as she can to knock her off balance and send her sprawling, partly using her chakrams to accomplish this strength. In the same motion, she does a spin and bounces her chakram off the ground to try and clock Alice in the face with it.

Linnéa took Kane's blast point blank, giving out a cry of pain and being sent flying backward. In response to his flirtatious comment, she ferociously responds, "Yeah, well, I'm lucky enough to whip your ass!" As Kane advances forward to press the attack, she pulls out her riding-crop / whip weapon and flicks on the Lightning Dust cartridge, sending electricity crackling down the whip as she cracks it at him multiple times, aiming to stun and incapacitate him. In particular she aims at his chest, the legs, and Kane's sword arm--in general aiming for extemities and weak points.

David, ever the smiler, quickly sizes up his opponent and rushes into battle with her, a confident smile plastered on his face as if no other emotions existed. As he gets close to Penelope, he ducks under her mace and cards, sweeping at her legs and sliding backward before impaling his spear into the ground, swinging around the center point and pulling it out as he completes a 180 and kicks her squarely in the face with a seemingly appropriate (at least in his mind) "Hi-yah!" sound. He couldn't use his Semblance yet, even if he wanted to, so he takes a defensive position again, waiting for her to inevitably charge or start firing cards at him and keeping a lookout for her Semblance.