Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131001200220/@comment-27825329-20131011002915

What? A Nevermore so close to the city? "Everyone!  Ready yourselves!" she shouted, not looking back to make sure the students followed her orders as she ran over to the nearest emergency hatch, the one on the roof.

Moira scowled, unzipping her hoodie and tossing it against a seat, revealing the rather outlandish-looking device that was strapped to her body. Her devoid of her hoodie, the clothes she wore beneath were loose and showed where the straps crossed over her torso. She let her umbrella hang on her wrist and gestured with her hands, and listened for that sweet, sweet hum of her Dust-Powered Accelerators activating. A line of the purest white dust ran up through the channels, the glow of easily visible as the six propeller chambers started leviatating in relation to the base piece still strapped and centered on her back, fanning out like wings.

She shifted her umbrella into spear form, and looked up at the hatch, searching for the weakness she knew was there. These hatches usually never opened during flight, she knew, she'd helped design several similar hovercrafts and this one wasn't much different than the ones she worked on. The flaw was... right there!

Bracing herself and readying Camillia, she pressed one of the buttons embedded in her gloves, setting off the controlled dust explosion in her accelerators and launching her upwards with great force, Camillia going straight through the metal of the hatch.

She grabbed onto the edge and kicked the hatch the rest of the way open. "Go on!  Get out there!" she commanded. Her accelerators felt warm, a little too warm. It had been far too long since she'd cleaned out the proplusion chambers. This would be... risky.