Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150419004154

(wow..not quite what I had expected. I think I felt that from across the computer screen. lol.)

That's how you know your armor is well made; that should have [REDACTED] instead of just [REDACTED]. ''Right, looks like we're doing this the old-fashioned way. ''Fritz may have been robbed of his jumpkit and claws, but Akari made the mistake, no two mistakes of 1. lightening his load albeit marginally and 2. leaving him with his rifle.

Wrestling through the pain, Fritz whipped out Sturmhund. At the range Akari was at, the 10-pound automatic weapon struck her shoulder bayonet first, but that wasn't the source of the real damage. To put some distance between himself and the target, Fritz did a series of backward short-hops while blazing away with Sturmhund. For once, he had perfect sights on Akari and watched as his weapon's rounds shattered upon contact with his agressor, drenching her body with glasslike shrapnel and weapons grade hydrochloric acid.

Crap, Hydrochloric acid reactions tend to produce hydrogen...and we're in a room full of fire...I hope last week's bounties can cover all my stuff...

Fritz dove for the hole Akari tred to push him out of earlier. His climbing ability was limited since his claws were stolen from him, so instead he switched Sturmhund into scissor halberd and plunged it into a twisted outcropping before using it to pole vault to the relative safety of the roof of the boxcar. Once up top, he reloaded his weapon and waited to see if Akari would, or more accurately, could follow.