Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-25857155-20150922072036

With a fierce grin on her face, Mauve tossed the remains of the Manticore into the crawlspace Azzie had just torched, effectively trapping the remaining Anasai drones inside by freezing it in place.

That done, she moved to back up Beige, charging at one of the commandos and sliding under his gunfire, taking his legs out and smashing his nose in with a right jab. As she rose, Mauve deployed her shields to deflect the gunfire from the downed commando's comrade, using the left to block a melee strike from another other meant for Beige. She knocked the striker back with a shoulder-bash, then rolled to the side to engage the fourth commando in hand-to-hand.

The man was surprisingly skilled, and the two traded blows for a moment. At least his buddy ain't gonna try to shoot with him so close, Mauve thought, trying for a leg sweep but finding her strike stymied yet again.

That was when a round deflected off Mauve's Aura, and she cursed loudly as it knocked her next strike off-target — it was just enough for her opponent to get the upper hand with an over-the-shoulder throw. She managed to roll to her feet and close the gap almost immediately, landing a left strike to the man's kidney, followed up by a right uppercut. She finished him by shoving him backward and delivering a backward shield-elbow to the face; her favorite in close quarters. The man's unconscious body flew back into his comrade, who was attempting to engage Beige.

"This lot's tougher'n the rest. Anyone else?"