Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20180201063355

As the first beowulf lunged towards Fritz, he ducked underneath it, wrapping his claws around its neck. With a huff, he twisted the creature around into the other one coming at him from behind, using it as a shield. The creatures snarled as they tried to regain thier footing and balance but by the time they did, the cyborg had already ran up on top of the downed one and run his claws across the chest of the still standing one. A faint whirring sound could be heard milliseconds before crunching bone as Fritz curbstomped one of the wolves against a rail.

The other beowulf growled and seizing a brief opening, it grabbed Stahlfritz's arm and tugged him off balance. Just as he was about to amputate the creature before it amputated him, Estellia sunk the end of her hooksword into the beowulf's temple and it dropped to the ground.

Fritz nodded in thanks before motioning to the remaining two in the back. Stella's face read I know, I know as she phased backwards, shredding the creatures and ending thier misery by digging Avarice into the right one's head and Envy into the left one's chest.

Just over the sound of essence evaporating, Estellia could hear the faint footsteps of Master's goons. She briefly ran over towards her boyfriend, taking his hand in a cutesy way which was thier prompt for him to cloak both of them. They skirted towards the sides of the tunnel, taking cover behind the wreckage of a passenger car.

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On whatever ground was still intact, Honara dug her swords in and came to a stop. Bracing herself, her additional sword arms loaded wind dust and she brought them forwards. Spinning them up, the rattlesnake made a windstorm of her own, deflecting glass and creating a channel through the sand and dust. Not quite the weaponized helicopter blades she had seen on a few of her co-workers or a certain Black Dawn matriarch, but it would have to do.

Geuda's goggle's dropped down from his hat and his HUD booted up. Seeing the barrage of razor-sharp flechettes screaming his way, the ex-firefly hit the ground and rolled towards the safe haven that Honara had made, if only for a little while.

Sometimes during his Firefly days, he'd be forced into strange firing positions for a number of reasons. Most of his squad was used to it and for other fireflies he wasn't as close with, he'd just make an effort to never mention it around them again. Finally having better footing, he mounted his machine gun on the rattlesnake's back (considering how Honara didn't buck him off immediatly, he assumed she was ok with it). Watching the rate of her sword spin closely (a tactic he used against lesser trained Huntsman also during his firefly days), he set his weapon to semi-automatic and fired concussive round after concussive round into the storm, sweeping back and forth. If the explosion wouldn't break the semblance user's concentration, the impact ought to disrupt the grip or balance of anyone trying to defend them.

"Wolfe-man! Dis one's all you!!" he shouted into his mic.

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Beverly nodded as she released her glyph into the air. The tribal styled eagle floated up above the town, revealing heat signatures and aura levels. Eagle eye was known to be disorienting to people not used to switching between being high in the sky and on the ground at will.

"I don't know how motion sick you get; might be better if I just call 'em out for ya." Bev let go of Ranna's hand as she switched views. Looking into her eyes, you'd see her lose focus not unlike a thousand yard stare.

"I think I can see 2 of 'em already from here. There's one in the shack behind the red house and another inside an empty office building."