Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150618052146

Success!  Azulius thought as he felt the satisfying feeling of... some kind of composite armor, hard to say without seeing it, under his hand. But before he could even close his fist to begin punching his opponent, he used some kind of jetpack device to jump to the wall, somehow knocking Azzie back onto his feet as he flew up and over (the exhaust trail gave him a great cue as to where Fritz was).

Something inside Azulius just barely managed not to snap. He had a long and stressful month by Beacon standards, not counting his numerous misadventures. But the line had to be drawn somewhere, and Azzie drew it at "invisible jetpacking ninja assassins."

He readied his bullet hose for another salvo, but something else happened just as the bullets began flying. So far, Azzie had only used his Semblance to create light, but that was only half of his power. Focusing on a point next to the invisible one's head (or at least where he guessed his head was), his eyes glowed blue as he created a sound--a high pitched, mosquito-and-dentist-drill shriek that was earsplitting even to Azulius who was standing a dozen feet away. At the same instant as the sound tore into the room, he opened fire.