Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26060252-20150130001450/@comment-25169271-20150613191753

Darian asseseed his situation as the mob around him as they began to close around him, anger taking the place of their fear. Most of them were just kids, younger than him; some of them even too young to be in beacon. All of them appeared to be civilians, with no weapons visible but behind them were the White Fang foot regulars. They were marginally more dangerous, but they still didn't present a threat. He just needed to wait until he got his weapon and then go after his father.

One of the supporters came at him, a bigger man who was a bit younger than him and built very strongly. The man threw a punch at Darian's face, causing Darian to duck to the side and reply with a quick blow to the man's stomach. The lynx faunust hen followed up with an elbow to the man's temple, before grabbing the other man's head and slamming the man's face into his knee. The larger man dropped like a sack of potatoes.

Unfortunately this didn't deter any of the other White Fang zelots who were closing in on him. A woman jumped out of the crowd, taking a swing at him. Darian blocked her punch with his left fore arm and countered with a quick palm jab to the woman's throat before grabbing her right arm and spinning, tossing her over his shoulder into another man that was attempting to attack him from behind. The two collided only to be hit by Darian again as he dashed forward, slamming his shoulder into the woman's spine, breakign several vertibre and ribs as he did so.

Another man ran forward carrying a large piece of pipe, swinging the weapon wildly. Darian stepped backwards, dodging the first two swings before kicking out, catching the man's left knee and snapping it at the joint, crippling the man. The man let out a whail as his leg bent in an unnatural direction and he went to the ground.

By this time, several White Fang footsoldiers had pushed their way through the crowd an were pointing sword and guns in his direction. Whatever they were screaming it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was that they were in his way. Several of the White Fang solders charged him at once, and even with five of them it was still a curb stomp.

The first man swung his sword at Darian, only to have the lynx faunus catch his arm. Quickly Darian pulled the man's hand under his left arm pit, driving his palm into the man's elbow. The man's arm snapped upwards, the joint snapping in half and twisting horribly. The main whailed out in pain as Darian quickly drove the back of his hand into the man's ribs, breaking several of them before he slammed his palm into the man's face, breakign his nose.

Darian quickly spun the man in his grip behind him, intercepting a slash from another member of the White Fang with the man's body. He then slammed the first man into the second's chest, knocking him off balance as he retrived the dropped sword and tossed it to Rhythm who was busy dealing with his own mob.

Alice watched as the rounds impacted the building roof and began charging Nocturne. Slowly the woman counted off for the detonation. A split second before the rounds exploded Alice fired the rail gun, sending the round through the center of the circle, destroying the integrity of the roof. Less than a second later the rounds exploded, creating a hole in the roof for them to toss the weapons into the building.

Alice quickly heafted the massive sword over her shoulder, transforming it its sword form before heaving it forward. The blade spunn through the air, flying cleanly through the hole they had created. Alice huffed for a moment as she watched the weapon sail through the roof before retrieving her own weapon. "Let's go," she declared before she jumped over the edge of the roof, heading forward to the door Darian and Rhythm had gone through.