Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150617060602

Azulius heard the flashbang detonate, then waited...nothing. No attack, no gunfire, nothing. The elevator closed again, and Azulius broke his stance to see if the numbers on the elevator panel told him anything. Floor 6, the roof. If his enemy was going to the roof, perhaps he was going to jump down and flank him. Or maybe it was a bluff, but the screeching of the roof door sounded pretty real.

Deciding to hedge his bets, Azulius moved away from the edge, trying to keep both the opening to the roof and the elevator in his line of sight. Sadly, knowing where an enemy is coming from only helps so much when that enemy is invisible, and only some split-second reflexes and Aura saved Azzie's knee from being reduced to used gristle. The attack was still enough to knock him off his feet, and he aimed his fall towards where he guessed Fritz was at, hoping for at least the chance to grapple his attacker and prove that he really existed.