Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131203110303/@comment-7497475-20131203223107

Feeling the foot on her stomach, Ange reacted. He was pinning her down and she needed to get back to avoid the close range combat.

Time to leave my friend.

She shunted.

Ange was torn out of the move, pain wracking her body. She had brought Lock with her, and the overwhelming move had ripped them from each other. While clutching her chest, she saw Lock nearby. His leg had clearly taking the worst of the failed shunt, though he was in much better condition than Ange. His aura had been ready for the violent tearing that was caused. Her voice was barely a whisper.

"Dammit."