Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5180556-20140730044850/@comment-1309458-20140816045103

(Okay.)

Marina watched as Heart was burned by the gigantic fox, grimacing as she hit the ground. She braced herself for the incoming onslaught that the Kumiho unleashed. Despite her increased dexterity and her heightening defense, the Kumiho was still too powerful. The beast charged at her, knocking her across the plaza at an incredibly high speed. She hit the ground, rolling painfully around. With every slight movement, she could feel pain. Her ribs were broken for sure and her muscles felt like they were on fire. For a moment, Marina did nothing.

What were we thinking? she thought. Why did we think five Hunters, let alone three, could take on a Grimm like this?

The Kumiho advanced on her and she closed her eyes, testing her own patience. She felt like bolting, but doing so before letting her Aura heal her would be suicide. So, she laid there, staring at the fox while she waited for her wounds to heal. She glanced at Heart briefly, hoping that she'd be alright. As the Kumiho drew closer, she closed her eyes. Either her wounds would heal in time or she'd get ripped apart by that thing. She held her breath as she heard the Kumiho roar...

...and explode?

Her eyes shot open. A blast of purple energy surround the Kumiho's head, apparently stunning it. She tilted her head until she heard the sound overhead of an rotors. She looked up and smiled.

Schwarz stood there, hefting his greatsword, a smirk on his face. Next to him were Clover and Arashi.

"Schwarz!" Marina shouted in surprise.

"Of course, she greets you first," Clover said, looking at Schwarz with a deadpan expression.

"Will you shut up about that, Shamrock?" Schwarz retorted, causing Clover to furrow her brow. "Looks like our leader needs help. Clover, get down there and make sure she doesn't die. Lay some covering fire. Arashi, collect the others."

"Got it!" the two of them said in unison. Clover dashed to Marina, shooting some arrows into the Kumiho's hide, causing it to howl in pain. Marina picked herself up, now healed enough to begin moving. She said a quick thanks to Clover as the two of them dashed by Heart, before using the momentum from Marina's rifle shot to propel themselves into the airship. Arashi moved deftly, grabbing Asher by the collar.

"We've gotta move!" he shouted, the pair of them carrying the unconscious Brian and Vi back into the airship. The Kumiho was fast, however, and followed quickly, scraping the outside metal of the airship with a sickening clang.

"Arashi, use Gekido's secondary mode!" Marina shouted. Arashi stared at Gekido with some trepidation, the naginata's metal blade staring back at him.

"B-but-"

"Do it!"

Gekido transformed, turning compact but increasing in width. Out came the front of an incredibly large cannon. The muzzle started to glow blue.

"Hey, fox-face," Marina muttered. "Chew on this."

Gekido's particle accelerator beam flew out, hitting the Kumiho straight in its center of mass, propelling it against a large building. Schwarz flew the airship away from the plaza, letting the rotors ferry them away from the Kumiho and the city itself. Marina stared down at the plaza, watching as the Kumiho - wounded, but still living - thrashed around to try and get to the airship, but they were too far away. It howled loudly.

Marina turned to Arashi, smiling. "Good job." She ruffled his hair and he giggled. Marina hugged Clover. "Thanks. A lot. Really."

Clover giggled. "It was nothing. Really."

She looked into the cockpit, seeing Schwarz steering the thing. "Didn't know you could pilot an airship."

"Lots of things you don't know about me." He spared a glance at her, that same smirk appearing on his face again.

Marina smiled. "Where'd you even get this thing?"

"You don't want to know."

Marina patted Schwarz on the shoulder before plopping down on one of the seats, absolutely exhausted. She watched as Heart, Brian, Vi, and Asher fell into their own side of the airship while Team MASC took the other side. She sighed, letting her tired eyes do the work and close - falling asleep as the airship ferried them back to Beacon.

God knows she needed the rest.

(I left it open-ended enough that if you want to continue it for one last post or two, Dust, you still can.)