Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150416184323

(I'm guess my guy isn't actually out on the boxcar's roof so I edited a previous post)

Like a scene out of one of those western movies, fritz and akari stared at each other. Fritz wasn't sure how long he had before his opponent would get bored, but in what time he had he was rapidly processing possible tactics.

''Fire-based grappling hooks. Those look like retractable blades. CATSAI reports wrestling background. Super strength Semblance. Need to keep distance and keep moving. ''

With his good gauntlet, Fritz blasted out the celing lights, cloaked, and lept backwards, hucking a flashbang in akari's direction. In the chaos, he clambered onto the upper catwalk of the boxcar and sprayed corrosive rounds towards Akari. That was the beauty of acidic rounds: Anyone in Remnant could block them as much as they like, so long as they were ok with having their weapon corroded apart.