Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20161009134004/@comment-25389303-20161019210945

Blanc had just enough time to scoop up the revolver holstered at the dead captain's hip before she was rushed off her feet, thankful to have escaped the smoke. As they ran, she quickly sent out an emergency signal on her wrist device to Tragoedia to call him to them immediately. Even with the speed, however, they didn't get far before a metal bulkhead suddenly sealed off their retreat, confining them to the command deck and the short section of hallway they had escaped to.

"Damn! Looks like they don't want us leaving!" Blanc warned, kicking the door angrily before turning to face their opponents. Already one of them was charging through the smoke towards them, obviously frustrated at his lack of visibility hindering his quest for carnage. Before he could recover his sight, Blanc fired a carefully aimed round at his forearm - the sheer force of the bullet knocking the sword out of his hand as he charged. As he spun, she used her Semblance of Immobilisation to root her foot to the ground before unleashing a devastating side kick into his abdomen, winding him as she quickly tore the automatic pistol out of his hand. Stumbling away, the man wheezed for breath before getting a boot to the back of the head - his mask crunching into the metal wall with the satisfying crack of hardened plastic.

Blanc fired several short bursts at the next Mask who appeared - the one carrying the machine gun. The bullets thumped into his suit easily enough, but were absorbed by the man's Aura before they could do any critical damage. Regardless, the masked assailant backed off, clutching his bruised and possibly even dislocated shoulder.

Before she could catch her breath, however, the smoke cleared, and Smiler strode through the white gas - SMGs blaring, spraying bullets everywhere in front of him with no care for whether or not he hit anything. At his side were the two other Masks - a male and a female, from what she could tell - who levelled their pistols and fired at Nobel. Luckily, the smoke appeared to have had some damaging effect on their visors and their shots were largely wild and inaccurate. However, on realising this, the two hijackers drew their swords and began to sprint towards the Doctor at a dangerous speed, just as Smiler began advancing down towards the hall towards Blanc.