Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20180306060134

Stahlfritz remained up on his perch, targeting laser bouncing across the battlefield and taking potshots at spider droids as opportunities presented themselves. As one prepared a set of missiles to shoot down Rainier, the phantom took precise aim and sent an explosive round at the warheads just as they were about to clear the launcher, detonating them right in the droid's metaphorical face.

"Not so fun now, is it?!" Estellia shouted as she pulled 3 C4 charges from Fritz's bag and charged into the cockpit of the spider droid Osiris was giving "an Ibaalin facial" to. The armor warped and bent as the Tigress's semblance rammed her through. As she slid to a stop on the blown-out second story of a neighboring townhouse, she clicked the detonator on her scroll, causing a muffled explosion underneath Osiris as the warped 'cheeks' of the super-spider ballooned out before bursting open with flames and shrapnel.

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Lucina kept the Adjutant's guns firing away, her expression remianing unchanged as the enemy formation started to crumble. Even as the loyalists dove for cover, they had not shown any signs of surrender and to her, were still combatants.

''How long do you expect to live on out here? ''

Deciding to take its chances with the airborne antique, this super spider's pilot snapped around and started combining the guns to fire the heavy burst. The banshee aileron-rolled out of the way by flipping the wings, raking the external gun turrets with lasers and microwaves before launching a burst of missiles in reply.

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"Take us lower!" Loretta called to Rainier as he disengaged the current super-spider to move on the last one. Dropping the Inua Alpha to just several feet above the roofs of ruined houses, the archer winced as the volume of fire grew heavier and heavier. They were just too big to fit behind anything else and he could hear the gunblade shots pinging off the hull. Thier target had them in his sights and charged a combined shot.

Rainier threw the throttle to maximum and banked left, mentally tracking the amount of time that it usually took for a spider droid to fully charge. It became clear that Master's engineers had been monkeying around with the systems as the burst went off 2 seconds faster than usual. Rainer immediatly banked right, avoiding most of it but the cockpit AI still blared at him warnings about a damaged portside engine. The Inua Alpha wobbled as it hovered, but it was far from done. Rainier focused all armaments on the super-spider, sending at it an equally ruthless array of lasers, plasma, and missiles.

Loretta still thirsted for blood after what had happened back on main; being much lower meant she could finally use her semblance. Clutching a handful of singularity dust from one of her nearby crates, she generated one of her signature orbs, pulling a half-dozen loyalists into view of her scope.

"This is for Main, BITCHES!!" she shouted, barely audible over her railgun's whirrs and bellows and completely inaudible over the death cries of loyalists caught in her semblance.

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"I'm not sorry for any of this." Honara solemnly said as she deconstructed the blade that ended the glass girl's life. "You fight like cowards, hiding behind hostages and blackmail."

"You knew what Masta' was gonna make you do. I didn't take your life, you threw it away." Geuda added. The two looked over at Wolfe and his battle with the elite. Ona was certainly on his last legs and if he died, so would the hostages.

"Wolfe-man, don't listen to him." the ex-firefly said as he sauntered up to the scene, taking some loose ice dust rounds from his hat and loading them into a partially spent mag. He fired single shots onto Ona's arms and legs. "I want him to watch us bring your people home."

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"I agree." Beverly replied as she sent out another Eagle eye. As it flew over windstorm valley, the rest of the hostages came into view. The red house's shack was still in play and now it looked like the bakery held another one with the bank holding the last.

"We should split up." the jaguar started for the door, thinking up a solution. Given Chi's speed and reaction time, it was clear that if there were one or two more of him, the hostage scenario would have been over by the time Ona even finished his dying speech. Ranna on the other hand, looked to still be shaking off the effects of whatever meds she'd been on but Beverly had confidence she could pick up the slack. "Chi, you take the shack by the red house. Ranna, I say we go to the bank and make a withdrawl..."

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On the outskirts of the valley, an unmarked semi truck pulled into the town and started backing into the delivery lot for the bakery. Inside, one of the loyalist destral heard the loud backing up and beeping noises, prompting her to throw on the stolen uniform and go out to check. Tucking her gunblade under her apron and checking her nametag in a mirror, she walked out.

"Excuse me, but I think you're in the wrong place. We've already had deliveries today." she called out to the trucker, a dark-skinned lion faunus wearing a thick coat who in actuality was Haider in a rough disguise.

"Call my boss then sweetie, I just drive these things. I don't get paid enough to think." he replied from the cab, gently moving his Type-20 rifle from the seat next to him into his lap. As the destral walked up closer, the odd wobble and how she had been keeping one hand behind the apron gave her away. Both thier auras could tell something was up; as she drew her weapon on Haider, she found the supressor on his weapon inches from her forehead and unfortunatly, her gunblade was still set to stun while the lion had loaded armor-piercing. Still feeling woozy from taking a stun blast to an unarmored face, the lion slumped backwards, clutching the steering wheel to stay upright as he shook of the effects, his mane flinging everywhere and his hat flying off.

"Hab-5, we clear? you ok?!" Colby asked as he powered on his Type-5 revenant suit; a special version of the BCU armor normally sold to military and law enforcment though Flagg naturally kept some in stock for special occasions.

"Yeeaahhh...this...is... the..place." Haider replied as he took off his fake trucker costume revealing an identical armor underneath and put on the helmet. Hopping out, he cloaked and briefly searched the loyalist's body for a communicator of some sort while the rest of Habbakuk squad in similar stealth suits gently opened the trailer's door and moved into the building.

"Amber, you still there?...Shite...tell the sarge they're onto us." he heard one of the marksmen mumble.

Ooh crap...

"Boss, you gotta move! They know we're here!" Haider called out as he pushed himself against the wall to avoid any sniper fire.

"Already on it!" Colby called back as he shoved one of his teammate out of the way. Bursting through the door, he just managed to catch of of the loyalist Destral putting a gunblade to the baker's throat.

"FREEZE" he shouted, ironically as his superheater semblance came on and filled the room with microwave radiation. Low power to avoid kill anyone but the same could not be said for Gideon as it put a pair of .50 cal slugs into each Destral's torso. As they dropped to the floor, Colby found the baker tied to a chair. His skin was redenned from being caught in the microwaves and a cut was on his neck.

"Take it easy champ, I'm here to help." Colby quickly said as he decloaked and applied a spot of viton to the baker's neck. He cringed as the apllication to the open wound left a burning sensation but the wound was starting to heal.

"are...you with Flagg?" he weakly asked, still quivering in fear.

"Yeah. I'm with Flagg." Colby set the partially-used packet aside as he took a dropped gunblade to cut the zip ties off.

"I...think your friends were here the other day." he coughed, sputtering blood forward. "Thank you."

"No prob." Colby helped him up, throwing an arm around his shoulder. "You need to lie down, on your side 'til the bleeding stops." After setting the baker down, the bear faunus left a gunblade in pistol form next to him and rejoined his squad in the bakery's lobby.