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Standing up, Amane fired a three-round-burst at the Alpha as it charges, sending a bullet to each side of its chest while applying just enough downward force on the gun for the recoil to send the last one to between its eyes
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Everywhere Else / Re: Hunt for the Howling Storm {CLOSED}
« Last post by Riven on Today at 12:16:12 PM »
"Who. Are. You. People!?"

The lieutenant with the sword met her axe-swinging charge blade-to-blade, deflecting her heavy swings a few times before sidestepping and taking a swing back at her. "What?? Do you live in this cave, girl?!" There was a laughing mockery in Fallon's voice that shifted over to pride and arrogance with his next words. "WE are the White Fang -- protectors and avengers of the faunus, bane of bloody-handed humanity!" He feigned another swipe, then pulled the blade back and thrust it into a jab aimed at her shoulder. "We're the ones you and the others should be siding with..." Moving back a step, he pulled a pistol from a holster behind his back and aimed it squarely at Solar. "... The ones who will bring peace and order to the world, and justice to our oppressed race."

"So... last chance: surrender yourselves and the crown, and all will be forgiven. What do you say, hm?"

Meanwhile, the White Fang troopers had moved to secure the area as best they could. Three of them had their rifles aimed at Infrared while the other half of the squad made their way down the ship's ramp, heading for where Rust, Akel, and Cordell were. Those who'd stayed on deck seemed wary, watching Infrared as she began to head for the unattended bag. "YOU! Stop, or we'll open fire!" It seemed she'd have to choose between dashing for the bag, taking on the threats, or juggling both at once somehow.





"Hiding like a rat? Absolutely despicable. A coward through and through, you won't be getting that crown, not today and not ever."

From his hiding place, Quisling scowled. He hated when people called him that; he hadn't worked his way into being an infiltrator for the Fang just to get treated like some... some rodent! he was really starting to detest this lot -- even if they were fellow faunus, they were making this much harder than it had to be. When Akel's first shots rang out, though, his scowl turned to a slight grin. Thinking his decoy had already drawn their attention (and entirely unaware that Alek was two steps ahead of him), the saboteur began to ease out from hiding with the aim to ambush the student and the pirate -- however, he wouldn't even get his second step before a volley of fire came at him. Two shots went wide but the other two made their mark; screeching, Quisling reeled back as his sickly green Aura flared from unexpected impacts to his chest and arm. The light, however brief, was enough to clearly paint his location in the dark.

And that wasn't the only fire coming his way, either.

While Akel had been employing her clever tactic, Cordell had been pulling out one of her space ammo cartridges. Now with Quisling visible she quickly swapped it in and fired -- and FE-02 that lit up a huge area as its fireball erupted. Her first shot went wide, hitting the floor some distance from target, but it exposed his location plain as day. "There's th' bastard!"

Terrified, Quisling scrambled towards a large pile of rocks. He was out in the open until he reached it, though... a prime target for Akel's .223s.





As Rust went to rejoin Solar and Infrared onboard the Howling Storm, he'd find himself with a bit of a speedbump -- three White Fang footsoldiers coming down the boarding ramp towards him. Seeing the merc in modified Atlas armor coming towards them, all three abruptly halted in their steps, raised their rifles... and hesitated. They were exposed and wide open on the ramp. All that Alizarin had to do was choose how to handle them.





BATTLE:
ENFORCER ~ Lt.Fallon :: ██████████████████ [100%]
SABOTEUR ~ Agent Quisling :: ████▫▫ [65%]
WHITE FANG TROOPERS :: [6x]

Enemy Reinforcements in One Turn!
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(Same for Anza, skip until we reach the bottom)
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The Vale Region / Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Last post by Walter on Today at 05:23:19 AM »
The man Rory had walked up to was the same one who had led the guards downstairs, and one of the guards which had been on the ship with the team, a man with blonde hair with a lime streak in it. He took the handgun and examined it for a moment. "Huh. These are standard issue for our security personnel. Lord knows where Whitaker got his hands on so many..."

He then looked back up at Rory and shrugged ever so slightly. "I only knew so much. Marvin knew that Whitaker was planning something, and he knew that he was doing something illegal. You could ask him yourself, but I think the gist of it was that bringing a bunch of kids with him could act as a deterrant. Apparently not. 's why he brought you guys, huntsmen in training."
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Everywhere Else / Re: Preparing for the Coming Storm, Team Three
« Last post by DEXES on Today at 03:39:35 AM »
The new information helped, but there were still a few things unknown. Thanks to the Atlesian man she at least knew the approximately layout of the lab. A map would have been nice though. The person next to her already asked the questions she had, and there was probably not much more what the Atlesian man could tell them. Even if there were more Information, what should they do about it? Plans like these won't work out like they planned most of the time anyway. Still, they shouldn't run in it completely haphazardly. Who knows which kind of traps or people awaits them. For all she knows, there is an unknown number of hostiles with an unknown set of abilities. What could possibly go wrong?
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Coconut felt great satisfaction as his blade passed through the grimm. His mind barely registered Amane's bullet helping him along, but O.T.N. pathetically dinking off of the last grimm snapped him back to reality. The first thing he noted was Prism's voice calling out behind him.

She thought he was cool!

The stupid grin he had was wiped off of his face as the alpha began its charge. It wasn't charging directly at Coconut - it seemed intent on getting past him in order to get to Amane, who had enraged the beast with her shots.

Not if he can help it!

Cocunut, reeled back O.T.N. in both of his hands, the pommel of the sword reaching behind his back. As the creature bounced forward, Coco jabbed the blade forward. He took the hit from the beast, wincing as the pain spread throughout his body, in order to lodge O.T.N. in the creature's side. It might not kill the thing, but that wasn't his intent - he just needed to throw it off balance and buy Amane some time.

Coco's Battle Stats:
  Stamina: [████████--] 80%
  Aura: [█████████-] 92%
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The Vale Region / Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Last post by Riven on April 21, 2018, 07:05:18 PM »
Rory certainly had his share of questions to ask -- why had Whitaker wanted to ambush Royale, what each stood to gain from this mad powerplay, and perhaps most immediately why he seemed to certain Whitaker had already absconded -- but, given what passed between their "host" and Mythos, it seemed such matters would have to wait. At least for the moment it seemed the crazed chase and its life-or-death scenarios had come to an end, or at least a pause. Even as Royale's forces swept and secured the room Rory half expected to see a fresh set of goons burst through one of the doorways and he couldn't help but note how alert, almost twitchy, his senses seemed right then, alert to every possible threat... even though none was likely to come at all.

Disengaging his shields, he suddenly remembered the revolver he'd confiscated earlier. It had been a gamble whether it would've done him any good, but honestly he was grateful not to have needed it. He carefully pulled the handgun out and made his way to the nearest of Royale's security team, extending the handle in offer. "I took this off one of Whitaker's hired hands, up on the office level during the initial ambush. Not really looking to keep it." He paused. "So... how much did your boss know in advance? Or is that something I'd need to take up with him?"
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The Vale Region / Re: A Walk In The Shadows (Inex, CLOSED)
« Last post by Inexhaustive on April 21, 2018, 07:05:16 PM »
Amane looks around the shop before turning back and says, "That'll be all." She takes out her wallet and hands him 3000. However, she was too interested in who wanted to contact her so she says, "Keep the change." before putting the scroll in the bag, stacking the bag on top of the box, and heading out. She got into her car while placing the items in the seat next to her before driving back to her place.

Timeskip

Entering her apartment, Amane placed the items on the bar counter, taking a moment to make some coffee in her french press before taking the scroll that was given to her and ringing it up while situating herself on her couch.
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The Vale Region / Re: A Walk In The Shadows (Inex, CLOSED)
« Last post by Riven on April 21, 2018, 06:43:14 PM »
"Y-yes, certainly." He smiled nervously, not quite sure how to take her comment. The ship models were rung up quickly and bagged. "Your total comes to..." He glanced at a records book, just to make sure. "2650 lien, since you prepaid for the, er, special order. Any other goods I can look into for you, miss Petrichor?"



(OOC: I'm using this for lien values, since there isn't yet anything canonically established. Basically the two models cost around $20 USD each, which is pretty average for model kits overall. Figured you'd appreciate the frame of reference.)
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Plot Zone / Re: Plot Requests? Post here! (0 OPEN)
« Last post by Riven on April 21, 2018, 06:23:13 PM »
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