Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151107020221/@comment-25582638-20160304232415

(The scenario will be similar to this. Hopefully more exciting here......)

Sometimes, the saying “patience is a virtue” isn't always applicable. If it is, then it'll be nothing more than an excuse and a delaying tactic against urgent matters.

And thus-

“AAAAAAAA-*gurgle**gurgle**gurgle**gurgle*”

While kneeling behind a counter, Cyzarine's right boot's chainsaw blades savagely dug into the man's neck. She held his head firmly with one hand and pulled it towards her to help Reiluft reach the nape quickly.

This is the 3rd person she has beheaded today with the two headless body sprawled on the other side. And the little devil's patience is running thin asking around stubborn mobsters for the children's location. Worst is that the building got sealed off by blast doors.

Staying here any longer without immediate reinforcements would surely result to slow death, she thought.

Unless she kills them first.

Blood sprayed almost in every direction, which was made worst when the whirling blades mutilated the carotid arteries. Thankfully, Cyzarine is wearing a helmet, meaning it'll be easier to wipe off the blood and look at the surroundings properly.

Alas, she'll have to deal with her blood & flesh-stained clothes again. Nevertheless, this is better than turning back on potentially alive enemies and die of idiocy.

After separating the head from the body, the young girl casually threw it over the counter to the left side, which resulted to shrieks, curses, and more gunshots from that side. Cyzarine got down on the floor to evade bullets while turning off Reiluft's chainsaw motor. She gripped the briefcase's handle on her left hand, stayed still for a moment before executing a plan in mind.

In the midst of heavy fire, Cyzarine burst high in the air in an angle towards the mob. The muzzles abruptly followed her but the delay between discerning their target and pointing at her was enough for the girl to sped herself to them while returning fire concentrated at a female mobster to lower her Aura.

Five mobs left to ask, five mobs left to kill, but dismembering a few of them may perhaps reduce the time to waste on killing them and to persuade them to give her answers.

Survival instincts of an animal should overwhelm their rationality by now

Bullets grazed her clothes, chipping off bits of them, as she activated Reiluft's chainsaw and nozzles on the sole's side facing inwardly, speeding up her midair spinning kick towards her target's neck. With the help of gravity, Cyzarine ravaged it with blood smearing on nearby enemies and few bystanders.

Upon landing on the floor in all three, the girl proceeded to another mobster by slamming the briefcase to his head then blasted Reiluft on him, sending him flying to his other comrades. She used the distraction to get near and pointed her boots' bottom soles at them. Blasts of Wind Dusts threw them to tables and chairs as she flipped backwards to bear the force.

Turning her full attention to the two remaining mobsters, Cyzarine sprang to them full speed as she evaded the bullets. While advancing, the girl moved the gun to her right hand and grabbed a bottle of wine with her left hand.

She delivered a not-so lethal kick (blades are still protruding) at the man's gut and fired Lightning-Fire Dust-infused bullets at the other's gut. When the girl landed in the ground, she continuously fired at the latter enemy on the same spot to lower his Aura before hitting the groin. The man yelped as he clutched his private part, almost paralyzed as he do so.

“Wait for your turn.” she said then shot his hands, which were holding the injured groin. This was just a precaution to prevent him from picking up a weapon.

Cyzarine holstered Adlig Teufel back, slamming the wine bottle to a pillar while holding it's neck and spilled its contents. Now that the jagged edges revealed itself to the her other prey, she bent down to him and drove it to his guts, eliciting a very loud scream as she twisted it and pushed it deeper.

“Would you kindly tell me where the children are?”