Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160605231716/@comment-5999656-20160624041136

(Sorry about the delay, I had a sports camp to attend!)

Fen felt a buzzing in her pocket, but was too preoccupied with pursuing the vandal to check. Besides, it would take far too much time to scale the building, and by then chances are their target would have escaped back between the cracks, so to speak.

She turned just see herself at a four-way intersection. Whipping her head back and forth, there was nobody in sight. But this situation was just a minor roadblock, especially with her semblance. Fen reached up and placed her hands on her temples, as though she had a headache, although there was nothing of the sort. As her breathing slowed, her body suddenly glowed and the form of a large white snake materialized at her feet. The snake raised its head, flicking out a forked tongue a few times, sensing the heat forms of all nearby organisms.

There.

There was a figure standing behind a large dumpster in the alleyway to her right. In another moment the snake has burst into nothingness with a flash of light and Fen was running again. With one fluid movement she drew her halberd, extended it, and sent the polearm flying into the brick next to the artist's head, where it thudded and sent gravel raining down.

"EEEP!" went the target, ducking to avoid the falling rubble, giving Fen ample time to place her foot heavily on the young man's shoulder and return her weapon to her gloved grip. And when she spoke, her voice was loaded with venom.

"I need to know where you learned to draw that symbol." Fen realized by now that the rest of the Daybreakers and Destral had probably set off after the other vandals. And if even one of them managed to get back and raise the alarm, they didn't have much time to act.