Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140120213039/@comment-11644980-20140123164939

The moment the explosion went off, Taela fell to her knees at the bottom of the stairs, a pained shout leaving her lungs. The sound of the blast was deafening to normal folk. To her, it was excruciating. She quickly waved away a bargoer that had stopped to try to help her up. She glanced through foggy eyes at her mixdeck before converting it into beam rifle form. She would not stand for this abuse.

Royce finished his coughing fit, his ears ringing as he replied to Zaffre. "No problem-" He leapt over the bar, conjuring a whirling cloud of cyan dust from the Boilermaker. He sent it forth towards Cadoc, the icy flames of the dusty blaze leaving vapor trail as it flew past Zaffre. "This prick's gonna pay for every cent of it!"

The fact that his co-workers and accuaintences among the students were alright didn't register in Umbert's mind. He simply drew his axe and activated his semblance, pumping his aura into powering the brown defensive field. As he charged towards Cadoc, his eyes shifted from navy blue to bright, nearly-glowing red. This man had come into their bar. He'd blown it up. For no real reason. Except, from the looks of it, to kill a child. A physically inferior, timid, blonde girl, moments after she had just been reunited with her friends. And there were innocent people here. They could have been hurt, too. All of these thoughts flashed through Umbert's mind in an instant, but they were distilled into a single, moment-long utterance before the faunus took his first swing. "YOU CAME TO THE WRONG HOOD, ASSHOLE!"