Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160209062713/@comment-26130256-20160901164243

Shooting consistently while dodging enemy fire is difficult on the best of days, and nobody in the Cardamom family dining room was having a best day. One of the two arrows was narrowly by blocked by one of Ochre's guards, while the other thunked into the hardwood table a foot from where Sienna was standing. But even with both shots techincally being misses, the explosions created more than enough smoke to completely hide Vale's form from everyone on the ground. At least for now...

"Azulius!  Lights!" Opal shouted, gesturing towards the ceiling. Azzie just nodded and focused on his Semblance. While Illusionist usually required direct line of sight to a target, he had experimented enough that all he really needed was a very exact sense of where the target was. So exact that he either needed line of sight, or to be intimately familiar with the location. A location like the ceiling of the room where Azulius had eaten dinner with his family too many times to count.

He aimed his thoughts at the ceiling, causing it to glow with a bright light. As the light grew brighter, it became possible to see the intruder's outline on the ceiling, like the world's largest, most deadly shadow puppet.

"There she is!" he pointed, focusing the light into a spotlight shape around Vale. In addition, he also began emitting the high-pitched shriek he always used to disorient any Faunus he had to fight. Both bodyguards and Sienna took advantage of the spotlight on their enemy, sending thick lines of bullets towards the ceiling.

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"I'm all right, thanks," she shook her head to help clear it. She would probably have a nasty bruise when this was over, but any help this girl could give was better saved until after the fight was over, especially if this intruder was good enough to cause any serious injuries to anybody.

"Gyaah!" Before she could explain further, the maid winced and covered her ears as a shrill whine filled the air. Her tail began thrashing about under her dress, where it had previously remained hidden. "I hate it when he does that."