Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-26104528-20150910033704

Anise's cyber-eye booted up the moment the mysterious enemies dropped in, triggered by a sudden mass increase in local cortisol levels and sound of breaking glass. "Combat mode engaged." CATSAI reported as the purple-haired girl placed her scroll into its combat mount and she retrieved her laser rifle. After all, she did just get back from another contract. Her HUD booted up and all pretenses of her dumb valley-girl persona dropped.

"CATSAI, get me some video feeds. Rainier, coming up?" she asked Rainier as she got out her grappling hook and spun it around.

"No. He's not. Neither are you." one of the hostiles approached the two from behind with a two-barrel shotgun. "Drop the guns. Start walking." he ordered, waving the weapon at them.

In the time it took to blink, Rainier had grabbed the guy's weapon, pulled it forward out of his hands, and hit him with a kinesis palm to the chest, flinging him into a glass display down the way. In that same chaos, Anise was already rocketing towards the skylights via hook.

"Taking the ground." Rainier retreived lancelot in bow form and took cover in a storefront. ''Damn. Need more dust''. His ammo counter showed only enough for a few arrows at most since he used it all in the op he just got paid for. He jogged over to a dust shop as its owner was hurriedly packing up.

"Professional Huntsman! Low on ammo!" he entered, brandishing his scroll with huntsman's license and a wad of lien.

"Just take what you need! I'm gettin' outta here!" the clerk shouted back as she grabbed the cash drawer contents and skedaddled.

"Got ammo if you need it." he radioed to Anise as he came back out, bow at the ready and scanning for targets.

That same grappling hook came down which was his cue to stuff two canisters of high-grade red onto it. The hook went right back up as fast as it came down.

"Thankya. Got feeds if you need em." CATSAI got into the mall's civilian-grade security with ease and had video cover of everything going around. From the six beaconites in various areas, to the policeman tagged by Stahlfritz Panzier as an "External Asset", Anise had everything she needed to get a plan of attack going. She refrained from closing down the security doors to box the crooks in lest they all converge on the security office, beat cyzarine into a pulp, and cut off thier intel.