Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25857155-20150822020432/@comment-25924729-20151003133800

(0.0 Thats... kinda brutal, even for Lyko. Nevermind, i know how to bring him back.)

Vale sized up the man who challenged her, and was unimpressed. "No thanks."

She shifted position and lunged low, aiming for Sable’s feet and knocking him over with a graceful sweep of the legs. The gun went off, and bullets obliterated the nearby wall, but Vale was too low, and the shots missed.

Time seemed to slow as Sable fell. Vale was up, and threw her knife into the air. Her free hand grabbed the back of his head and tattoos glowed white, before smashing him face-first into the  floor, cracking a number of wooden boards in the process.

She stood and caught her knife again. "I'd tell you to stay down, but you're probably too stupid to listen..."

Instead, she ran off, looking for another victim. It pained her to see the Mistress struggling, but Selena had dismissed her, she couldn't interfere with her fights. Instead, she tried to help in other ways, by picking off the remaining members of the Beacon group.

Her gaze fell on Celeste, looking weakened and fragile. Easy prey... Vale rushed to the kill, knife glinting in the moonlight, but her knife cracked against a round buckler and she was forced to retreat away from the armored blond wielding it. ...Okay, not helpless after all...

She faced Aurum, and taunted him. "Remember what happened to the last dog faunus who tried to protect his girlfriend?"

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All he felt was hate and rage as Lyko trained the gun on Selena's back. As he prepared to pull the trigger, a hand gently pushed down his wrist.

"No..." Estelle pleaded.

"You don't understand!" he yelled. "I have to do this, we can't leave her alive... She killed all those cops, she attacked us. If i let her go, she'll just keep killing, hurting more people..."

"If you shoot her, you'll be just as bad."

Lyko's voice was cracking now. "But... she hurt you! She doesn't deserve to live!"

"Nobody deserves to die."

Lyko stared at his partner, and wrestled with his morals for a long time. Before finally lowering the gun with a sigh. He finally noticed her wrist. "You're hurt..."

"It's nothing, really."

"Aw shit. Your dad's gonna fry me when we get back."

Despite everything, Estelle couldn't resist a smile. The monster was gone, and the familiar wise-cracking Lyko she knew was back.