Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-5999656-20150909045931

(TFW you try to backspace but end up leaving the page, deleting all your writing D:)

Automne clutched the little plushie in her black-gloved hand, deciding that buying it was hardly over-indulgence on her part. Her friends stood a ways back, more interested in looking at the objects which drew them.

Suddenly a cacophony of bullets sounded out beneath them, crashing every which way. Stray projectiles struck the glass to Automne's left, sending bright shards flying into the air. The ground beneath them rattled with the impact of a flurry of bullets as people all around started screaming. Automne had hit the floor the second she heard the violent noises ringing out, and lifted her arms to protect against the triangular shards which were raining down on her. She saw that her companions had flattened themselves on the ground as well to take cover from the chaos over their heads.

The cry of one panicking shopper on the first floor rang out, "It's the White Fang!" Her words were taken up by civilians all around the plaza, adding to the confusion of the scene. "The White Fang?" "Those White Fangs!" "Damn animals!" combining to cut through the air.

''The White fang? ''Automne thought, suddenly wary. She army-crawled up to the edge of the balcony and saw a large gang of Faunus armed with a deadly array of firearms scattered on the ground level, their black-clad shapes corralling the shoppers into a tight circle in the middle of the plaza. However, they wore very generic black bandannas over their lower faces and large black goggles, nothing like the Grimm eye-slit grey masks which characterized the infamous terrorrist group.

Automne turned slightly, noticing that Platinum and Fen had pulled themselves on either side of her. "What are we gonna do?" Fen whispered. 'We'd left our weapons back at school, since there was such little chance of something dangerous happening in such a crowded place..." Automne reached for the switch in the side of her boot, but stopped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Before you go around gutting somebody," Platinum murmured, 'Let's come up with a constructive plan." With that the silver-haired girl pulled out her Scroll and entered in the code for her rocket-locker. "We'll stand a much better chance fully armed," she said, passing the device to her friends to use as well.

Automne, having regained her composure from the sudden attack, typed in her combination while whispering, "You bought a Lifeproof case for a school-issue Scroll?" Platinum glanced at her with piercing yellow-orange eyes. 'Not now, okay?"

"it just seems unneccessary, is all." Automne replied, handing it back. A few minutes later their three rectangular metal boxes came hurtling down and disappointingly lodged one by one in the glass skylights which composed the mall's ceiling. Well, there goes all subtlety, Automne thought, her heart sinking. "We don't have time to waste, "Fen said, standing up next to the fox faunus. "Can you provide a distraction while I retrieve our weapons?" She blonde girl leapt up and began scrambling up towards the roof using her semblance. Automne pulled out her knife and crouched on the floor, her tail swishing rapidly back and forth. Before she or Platinum could move, however, a scuffle sounded out below. ''Oh? Looks like someone got to it before we did.''