Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150409204842

"Stahlfritz to SDC, it's official; the thugs have Grimm and Dust loaded onto a train. I'd really suggest giving us permission to fire before we get a take-two of what happened in Vale a couple months ago. I'm in the mine's communications and am transfering that information now." With that, he plugged the earpiece into his Scroll.

While he was transmitting the comms, Fritz checked the camera feeds he had tapped into earlier. Some thugs continued their usual work in mining out dust. Others appeared to be returning back to the main room. Either way, Fritz didnt wnat to wait around any longer for SDC to give permission to engage but didn't want to compromise the operation; that sort of thing was rookie's mistake and therefore not him.

How to slow these guys down in a way that looks like an accident...

Fritz checked his camera feeds again. Nothing out of the ordinary; just miners going about their work or returning to the train room for something. Fritz's concentration was then interupted by loud shouting from below his perch on the tower. Two thugs trying to start up the loader parked next to the tower.

"So, any idea how this overbuilt shopping cart works?'

"We'll figure it out along the way. Just get it gassed up before the boss yells at us."

''If I sprinkle some Red dust in that gas tank, the engine might not be able to handle the larger explosion. And considering that they're using that thing to handle dust...''

Fritz watched as the first thug climbed into the driver's seat and the second thug walked off to find a fuel tank. Still under the cover of his Phantom semblance, he slinked down to the loader and removed one of his High Explosive magazines. Unlike most weapons, his rifle took powdered dust directly and fabricated its bullets as it fired. He opened the magazine's feed valve and poured half the contents into the fuel tank, hoping that the extra red and green dust should be enough to grill the engine.