Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20161211031628/@comment-5999656-20161214162415

Automne gave a visible jump at the sudden burst of gunfire, and the area where she stood shimmered as the girl flattened herself to the ground, pulling out her Scroll in the process. Her fingers tapped out a frantic message.

Platinum weren't u supposed towait till I got close

A response popped up almost immediately.

That's not me.

Automne's eyes narrowed as she got back into a crouch, maintaining her semblance all the while. So there was another party involved. Her first guess would be fellow Hunters, but after the chaos in Beacon, one could never be so sure. Best to stay hidden until one side of the adversaries were subdued.

C if u can takeout the boats.

Platinum's profile photo went faint, indicating that her partner was no longer online. But the uproar provided an excellent cover, no one would notice if a few more shots were being fired. A few seconds later, and Automne could clearly see the life rafts sag one by one. Good, so the getaway vehicles had been disabled. And if Platinum was as thorough as she always was, being the detective and all, it was likely the silver-haired girl and gone on and deflated the truck tires immediately after. Automne couldn't check, though, because her attention was drawn to a small figure who had crept out of seemingly nowhere to begin disabling the smugglers. She could see cartoonish mouse ears sticking up from the person's hoodie, and with her Faunus vision the outline appeared to be that of a girl, though the figure remained facing away from her.

But there was at least one more sniper somewhere. She'd been able to gauge the rough direction the first shot had come from. It'd be best to identify how many others were here before running into the line of fire.

And so Automne began circling the violent scene, searching for the unidentified shooter.