Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-25582638-20151017024544

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  Kira tried in vain to free itself from its “kidnapper" and meowed loudly.

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Predicting his next moves, Aricia activated her Semblace once again and five electric purple blades protruded from her form to block his blade and at the same under his form to get him off.

  Casper, now encased with purple-colored crystallized blood, activated Noble Shredder’s large double-edged sword and swung it at Gearsy from the left.

  The water drum that was kicked earlier bounced went it hit the ground.

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<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">  <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">yzarine coughed violently as she closed the drums and kicked them towards the ground floor. The reason that she didn't escape with Anise was because she's not in a good condition to run anymore. She thought that she'll end up as a liability to the older girl. That's only the secondary reason why she stayed.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">T <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">he primary reason why she did is because of Brunhilde's words earlier: stay there. She began analyzing what has transpired or perhaps what she had missed.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Her second cousin sent her here with vague information. She didn't expect to deal with a group of rogue Huntsmen and Huntresses. She didn't also expect that the Battalion will be dispatched to wipe them out. Or rather, to wipe out a relatively small and strong group. The Battalion usually deals with big time criminal organizations like White Fang.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Whilst in the middle of contemplation, she activated Vector field under her feet to keep the gas away. Her eyes slightly narrowed.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I totally forgot about it, she thought. To sum things up, she didn't think before acting. When she's included in a mission to destroy a large organization, she usually use chlorine gas to bring down numerous enemies. The Battalion knew she would do it without hesitation. <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">Cyzarine began to suspect something. Her cousin...... why did her cousin sent her instead of a more competent soldier? <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

<p class="MsoPlainText">''<span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">Hilda knows that I resort to extreme measures. I doubt she would sent me without assessing the mission. And why should I specifically stay inside in the first place? ''<span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">She felt that she still missed something very important. The Battalion's unnecessary display of strength against a small organization, her cousin's instructions, her incompetence, and the appearance Grimms.....

<p class="MsoPlainText">''<span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">  <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">What are you plotting, Hilda? ''<span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

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<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">A Battalion soldier pointed the bazooka at the control room and pulled the trigger, destroying the room along the mall's surveillance system.

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<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">Heavy footsteps from both sides snapped Cyzarine out of her thoughts. Looking from left to right, two lieutenants were jogging towards her direction yet they obviously do not have any intention to speak to one another.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">  <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“!"

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Her immediate reaction activated 7 Vector Glyphs around her which blasted back the lieutenants.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">/“What do you think you're doing?!"/ One of them asked her angrily.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Without replying, Reiluft blasted her up to the air and carried her to the other side of the mall where the dead criminals are.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Based on their movements... Why are they after me? she thought, inwardly shocked at their actions. Her logic is in now in frenzied state as she cannot determine the cause of their actions. What did she do? <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">She dashed left and right around the corridors before halting due to her injuries. Looking ahead, she saw the emergency exit when chest pain and light-headedness began to invade her senses.

<p class="MsoPlainText">''<span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">There’s something happening in the Battalion. I haven’t been to Zirnitra for a while but they (her siblings) said nothing’s out of ordinary except…… ''

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">When their previous general was demoted to lieutenant for unknown reasons. General Ghost, despite not being close, is someone she respects in almost the same level as her father. The fact that she and the others knew he didn’t do anything wrong meant that there might be people conspiring behind the scenes.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">''How is this connected to what's happening now? ''she asked herself, slightly annoyed that the gas is messing up <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;"> with her cognitive processes.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">Without warning, an invisible force slammed her stomach so hard that her remaining Aura was reduced to zero percent and that she hit a concrete wall with her back, dropping her Scroll on the ground. Her rib cages weren't spared from serious damage as more blood oozed from her mouth. Breathing became hard for her. <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">Out of nowhere, another BOB soldier became visible near her semiconscious form donning a pair of oversized steel gauntlets. <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

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<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">  <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">/“He got her."/

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<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">  <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The transport vehicles have their gatling guns trailed at the underground parking's two entrances preparing to gun down the Grimm. In the midst of their impending face off with the Grimm, one of them drove off to the other side of the mall, which caused confusion among the soldiers of the four remaining vehicles.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ignoring the orders of the superiors, the driver parked on the building's side for a few seconds before its attempt to escape the scene.

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<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">5 minutes ago 

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Back at Zirnitra, the new general of BOB-Vale nervously paced back and forth in his new office. After he found out that his plan is far from succeeding due to the unexpected turn of events, he hasn’t heard anything from the marshal.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Damn Grimm, damn VPDs…” He muttered angrily when the door suddenly opened. His head whipped to the left only to see the marshal close the door. He quickly stood in attention and saluted at his superior who bears the highest rank in BOB.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“At ease, general. We have more pressing matters to attend.”

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">  <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The general put his right hand to the side.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">" <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I received your report.” The marshal started as he uncorked a bottle of wine. “It is understandable that it won’t be easy to flush out these pests as well as the other three generals. Crown (Gustave Bluthardt) has already suspected us.”

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“That man?” The general said with distaste.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Bluthardt, Scharfsinnhardt, Blutwright, and that accursed family. Those selfish noble families don’t want BOB to grow stronger. They don’t see how incompetent the law enforcements are.” The marshal sneered while pouring a drink on his glass and drank it.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“The battle at the mall will soon be over. The last thing we'll do is to meet with the captains and the generals on weekends. Those bastards (VPD) also wants us to show up to their meeting."

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The marshal stayed silent for a few seconds before looking directly at the general's eyes.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“We'll be found out sooner than I expected but it doesn't matter anymore."

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“What should we do?"

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The marshal smiled darkly at him. “If they don't want the Battalion to become stronger, let's show them how weak the Battalion has become. "

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">C <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">orruption is inevitable.