Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20180523030122

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer...

Knowing that this particular squadron could not be trusted and knowing that being his escorts would be the perfect chance to shoot him down in a "friendly fire" incident, Cizin cut his engines and let his aircraft drop like a stone beneath and behind them.

"Should have fired when you had the chance." he replied before remotely triggering the 'kamikaze' detonators in thier fuel tanks.

"All remaining aircraft, resume the attack. This demon shall not elude Remnant's justice!" the comms office rallied the cultists as Cizin flipped the Talon upside-down, a prompt for the remaining pilots to throttle up and open up with everything they had. Missile after missile screeched through the skies above windstorm valley followed by the thundering sounds of even more autocannon fire; Master's point defenses still held strong, but that wasn't the point here...

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With an absolute avalanche of a saturation attack as cover, Cizin gave himself distance as he fired his bomber's dart mortars. This type of ordnance, designed purely to level city blocks, disrupt defensive walls, and all matter of insanity. Those aircraft had to have limits and the Order was going to see those break.

Firing in the center, ahead, behind, and to the sides of the formation, the Talon's last word in bunker busting proved to be just as effective as anti-aircraft weapons. As the point-defenses opened fire on them, for one of the transports it prioritized it too late, the dust detonated, setting off the highly-condensed load of Gravity and Earth dust just meters from one of them. Freshly skimmed from one of Schnee's Grade-AAAA shipments, there was enough yield among all the shells fired by Cizin to tear apart all of downtown Vale if he so desired.

Just to add insult to injury, Cizin left off one of the Anti-ship missiles into the centerpoint of the singularity after another wave of missiles and strafing run from his escort fighters. Packing a 2000kg dust-air explosive warhead, it dispersed its full-load of lightning and magma dust into the formation before igniting all of it in a glorious and terrifying display of "Nature's Wrath".

"Don't be too hard on yourself." Stella replied as she took a seat on a shredded piece of sidewalk, dusting off a spot next to it for Osiris to sit.

"You're a good fighter no doubt, but an excellent fighter has more than one style to rely on." she pulled the drum off her weapon and retrieved a small brush to clean out the dust feeding port.

"You might not know it but I've been working on my dueling over the summer. " instead of dumping the residual dust often left in the weapon, the Tigress instead switched Avarice into its seldom used hooksword form. Sighing, she looked at the weapon's translucent red blade as it let off a comforting heat in the damp, rainy weather.

"Put me up against a dozen, heck 2 dozen if I'm feeling ballsy, of these grunts and I'll go through 'em like a starving Suchus in a butcher shop." (The original phrase was 'Starving Suchus through a pacifistic village' but Stella's sense of tact wasn't that bad.) "But in a one-on-one with anyone good, and I'm one good slash from an early retirement."

She stood back up, slowly practicing one of the forms taught to her by Lucina during her time back in the Sahali, before the Fall of Beacon. "Yep, one of these days, some elite realmhead's gonna think they got the drop on me, but then-" she did a parry move with the hooksword that while showing the mark of a trained fighter, lacked finesse.

Stahlfritz quietly holstered all of his weapons as well. The adrenaline from combat was finally leaving his bloodstream and everything was now settling in.

He was no stranger to death by any means, dealing it out as often as it was offered to him. While to him, the corpses here belonged to psychos and the enemy, Kurai and Gretel were surrounded by the bodies of former friends, allies, etc.

I don't get it...You know these guys are trying to kill you and I didn't see any of 'em acting apolegetic...

That thought became interupted as he walked past the body of one of NotLinna. Her style, the subtle openings she left...

Goodness, did they want to die?

He sat down next to her, looking into the lifeless eyes as raindrops fell in them.

"You really should have surrendered. I don't fight anyone who knows they're out of thier league." he whispered as he gently closed her eyelids. Resting his head in his hand, Fritz breathed a heavy sigh as he tried to fathom what insanity had to be going on in the Realm for thier people to be so willing to throw thier lives away like this.

"Don't weep for the stupid, you'll be crying all day." Lucina walked up next to her son, laying her hand on his shoulder.

As the fury of the nearby air battle shook the walls of Wolfe's manor, Honara and one of the butlers quickly let in Beverly and Ranna who had just brought in the last of the hostages from the bank. Habakkuk squad very quickly followed in with thier set. After a brief headcount, the butler relocked the door and engaged whatever security systems Wolfe had installed.

"Holiday, we got more visitors for the medbay. We'll let you take 'em from here." the rattlesnake called to the AI as she and the other BCU troopers went into the basement to plan thier next move.

"Dude, Master himself is here..." Colby's jaw nearly fell on the ground while Beverly took off her helmet and rubbed her temples.

"So's the Black Dawn..." she added, hoping against everything she'd get some chance to rest before re-entering the infernos of battle.

"Yeah, at this point I'm wondering when's Hargreave gonna call in that one last favor with Ironwood and have the valley cauterized." Honara joked about her boss's seemingly limitless number of favors and inhuman ability to get them.

"You're not seriously going to tell the boss are you? She's gonna go ballistic after everything they've done." Colby lit up in shock. "I don't know if Corornado's got enough firepower to wipe 'em all out now."

"No. The Black Dawn will go ballistic for us." the Rattlesnake leaned back in her chair, unfazed by the rumbling in the distance.