Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-5999656-20160523061703

Vayne and Eve turned to face the party-crashers. Mere children, bloated with the thought of their self-worth, simultaneously overconfident in their own abilities and dependent upon the opinions of others. A contradictory phase which eventually gave way to hard, calm reality.

Still, they were going to have as much fun as they could.

Platinum didn't resist as Raizel cut the handcuff off, and she took the gas mask in her hands. Her chest was aching and she knew they didn't have much time, but she didn't slip the mask on just yet.

"Raizel, I swear I didn't mean for this to happen," she said quietly. She pulled the mask on, and then, as if remembering who she was, she gripped the redhead's shoulders tightly.

"You need to tell Cyzarine that... that it's pointless trying to fight. They wrecked me. They'll do the same to her if no one stops her. Please, you've got to do something. We have to run while we can."

Vayne's arm shot out in a flash and he caught the bullet in his massive vice-blade before it could reach Eve, and it smoked as the metal slid against metal. In another deft move he had flattened the tiny thing in the weapon's grip with a resounding crunch, then released to let the twisted etal fall onto the floor.

"Ohhhhh, girlie thinks she's some stuff, huh? Let me tell you something, babe. I've been killing people twice your size since before you were even born. You kinda remind me of.. oh man, who was it..." Vayne racked his memory.

"Our seventh," Eve interjected, smiling.

"Aw yeah, that's it!" Vayne said, snapping his fingers. "Our seventh victim together. Man, she was a cutie. Had a massive temper too, thought if she cursed at us enough it'd scare us or something. Didn't stop her from bawling when we doused her with sulfuric acid. Ha, the things they come up with these days..." Vayne trailed off. "Yeah, you know, lil bitch, you ain't got anything on us. So bring it on! What's your next move?" Vayne beckoned teasingly with his open hand, which had a hose attached to it connected to a backpack.

"Get back in the car, Lustra," Eve motioned to her terrified daughter lying on the ground. "Mommy and Daddy will finish this soon enough." Lustra complied, stumbling back to the truck and slamming the door loudly. Once she was safely inside, Everglades stepped forward and twirled a baton with holes punched into the staff.

"I would give you the respect of a formal start to this duel, but I think that's rather too much for a foul-headed c*** like you," she said sweetly.

She stepped forward - and seemingly vanished, only to reappear behind Cyzarine and slam her over the head with her weapon, releasing an oily dump of petroleum onto the girl. In another swift flick, she had set the sticky gas alight.

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Zanipher's van screeched to a halt 30 feet from the battle scene, sending leaves and needles flying. She dismounted and surveyed the situation at hand, coming up with a plan for action. She was going to have to enter the fray, that was unavoidable. Time to clean up the sidelines at the same time.

"Mazu, get the other girls into the car. Fen, don't go anywhere."

"You're telling me to do nothing?!" Impossible...

"I'm telling you to listen to me! When orders aren't followed, people die. Don't move." Zanipher took off, not directly towards the fight but diagonally. Mazu exited the vehicle with a first aid kit and made her way over to Raizel and Platinum.

"Both of you need to get in my van before you get caught in the crossfire," she said. "And before you," she said, pointing at Platinum, "Die from blood loss."

"Uhhh... no?" Platinum struggled to get to her feet and protest further, only to see that another black-suited individual had materialized next to the first.

"You guys had better listen to her," the person said. That voice was immediately recognizable.

"Fen?!" Platinum gaped, shocked by the sudden turn of events. So her best friend had pulled in... this shady group? And Raizel and Cyz had somehow found her exact location... she had way too many questions, and it was making her head hurt. Or was that from the concussion?

"Mazu, when is the other group getting here?" Fen asked her accompaniment.

"Approximately five minutes," came the reply.

"Move fast, you two." Fen's voice showed no trace of the whining which she'd been doing just seconds earlier. "The van has an airtight cabin and built in security systems which will keep us safe from the.... chemists."

Platinum glanced back at the two killers, then at Fen again. She'd made up her mind. First she'd live, and then she was going to ask a shit-ton of questions. She was going to trust her old friend.

Fen helped Platinum into the van, where Mazu immediately began first aid, applying ointment and removing as much of the clothing as possible that wasn't stuck to Platinum's skin by her own blood. After she'd helped Platinum, Fen turned to glance at Raizel. She felt cold even though she knew her face was unfathomable behind the shaded visor.

"If you're worried about Cyzarine, know that I have trained professionals on the job. But you'd better move before they flood this forest with mustard gas... or something."

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Zanipher perched on a low tree branch, observing the fight from a distance away. She spotted a bent saber lying abandoned on the ground, and made a mental note to pick it up after she was done. Her men would arrive to help finish the fight in less than five minutes, so the thing she needed to deal with immediately was the case of the Bluthardt child.

Entering the fray when Cyzarine was in the throes of bloodlust practically guaranteed that she was going to have to take on three opponents at once. On the other hand, she couldn't let the Bluthardt die on her watch. Based off their MO, the Fullers weren't the type to finish their opponents off quickly, so chances were they wouldn't kill Cyzarine immediately after they beat her. That was it. Better to observe and assess the situation for as long as possible before revealing herself in a timely manner.

Man, when was the last time I actually had to fight?