Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150702064745

"Gotta respect the classics." Fritz replied in agreement with Azzie's taste even if he generally didn't listen to music on the job since he liked being able to hear someone coming down the hall or whatever. That and anouncing your presence with a soundtrack too early could only end one of two ways and for Fritz, he'd seen enough neophytes get themselves beaten or even killed because someone got the jump on them by following the sound from their scroll as it played dubstep, death metal, etc. Now, announcing your goodbye with a soundtrack...something he was all too happy to do.

Either way, it's not like the Order could do anything to get that much more ready and Azzie picked the perfect time anyway: right before the storm.

Right as the music hit the main flourish, Fritz cloaked, ducked down to just underneath the entire set-up and let loose, focusing fire on the tanker's wheels. Their surprise strike worked and with the wheels completely blown off, the whole thing careened to the side. Fritz sent another burst towards the tanker milliseconds before the order returned fire, forcing him to drop inside.

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(Just taking a guess at how their spike strip works)

Seemed like the Cardamom team was having better luck. Just seconds after the order got their newly hitched flame truck working, it came to a screeching halt when it rolled over their barricade. Each of the Dust charges shredded the tires, rims, and even transmission. Those vehicles were not going anywhere, anytime soon.

Now the question was, could the mobsters handle what they just stopped? Both the Paladin and gun trucks fired away with everything they had, ripping up anything that could possibly have a threat behind it. Order fanatics rushed out, throwing molotovs before blasting away with small arms and one of them prepared a thermite charge to detonate the entire gas trailer.