Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150613080555

As Fritz made his way out of the scene of the crime, he felt a few more bullets land around him and on him. .45 ACP packed a punch as evidenced by how his aura hit a low 7% by the time he vaulted over the wall and into the backyard of some apartments.

Ok, need to lay low, recharge, and figure out a new plan...

No reason to decloak considering that he'd be going back down to a third anyway. Fritz figured he'd take a quick peek over the wall to see what happened. As he climbed onto a small dumpster, he saw most of that alleyway was full of fog and Azzie was nowhere to be found.

clever boy...

He stepped back down and into a shady corner seeing as someone was coming out, wondering what all that commotion was earlier.