Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150714034815

(But wouldn't the mirrored lenses in Fritz's balaclava have protected him from any blinding flashes?)

"Makes sense," Azulius agreed, taking notes of Stahlfritz's advice. It truly said something about Flagg's tactical training that Fritz was able to come up with such good ideas for a Semblance he had just heard about. "At least it sounds like I'm getting a passing grade."

The magic mobster's next train of thought was cut short by the hum of Bullhead engines. Violet had touched down, and she and a man dressed as a doctor were already running out with a stretcher to pick up Scarab.

"Longest five minutes of my life, Vio," Azzie greeted his sister sarcastically. She didn't respond with words, preferring to send him flying with a smack from a spent RPG tube. He easily cleared ten feet in height before landing.

"We're in luck, it seems," the doctor pronounced, running over Scarab's vitals with a handheld device. "His Aura is completely depleted, but thanks to it, the blast only gave him some damaged eardrums and some bruises.  He'll wake up in a few hours, more than enough time to take a look at the rest of you." The medic smiled at Cordera and Blaine, who both had long histories with this doctor patching them up. They grinned sheepishly.

Back in the airship, Violet tossed a half-inch-thick mass of papers to Stahlfritz. "I did some digging in Flagg's employment policies, and you're right: only employees get overtime pay.  However, you do get reimbursed for any purchases of external assets that you deemed necessary to meet the situational force requirements.  If anyone asks, you hired me, my team, and Zulie--"

"Hey!" Zulie angrily interjected.

"--and Zulie, once you realized the Black Dawn threat would be more effectively handled with some backup.  And we do not work cheap." She grinned in a way that reminded the Eliminator of a Grimm that had spotted its prey. "Just sign where I marked with the Post-its, and I'll take care of the rest."

"What did I tell ya, sir," Blaine whispered to Stahlfritz. "'Mercenary' doesn't do her justice."