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Beacon Academy / Re: [sSR] Initation: Team PCNT
« on: February 14, 2023, 04:31:35 PM »
Now that the stairwell was abruptly lit with Pyre's flames, Tina could finally see their adversary - not that it really helped, since in lieu of darkness, the Geist had summoned a storm of stone as cover for its weak point and her target: the bone mask protruding just barely out of the rock that formed the Grimm's body. Shatter that and the Grimm should fall, but how to do so when shielded by so much rubble, even flame wasn't getting through?
She snapped open one revolver cylinder and removed a single loaded bullet, before reaching into the small bag on her waist and gingerly retrieving an identical one save for the brightly colored "DANGER" sign printed in red on the side. Loading that back into the cylinder, Tina started firing with her other revolver down at the Geist, both to further split its attention from the two Hunters down below and also to chip away at the screen of rubble shielding it. Sure, she doubted her regular ammunition was going to get through the storm, but on that same train of thought it was still a bullet smacking a rock. The rock would crack and splinter and eventually, with enough bullets, she'd theoretically thin the storm enough for her other gun to get through.
Theoretically. Probably didn't have enough bullets, realistically. Good thing she wasn't alone. "So uh, you think you can help weaken that shield?" Tina asked Nathan. "If so, I think this might be able to do a good chunk of damage to it." She waved her other revolver in the air.
She snapped open one revolver cylinder and removed a single loaded bullet, before reaching into the small bag on her waist and gingerly retrieving an identical one save for the brightly colored "DANGER" sign printed in red on the side. Loading that back into the cylinder, Tina started firing with her other revolver down at the Geist, both to further split its attention from the two Hunters down below and also to chip away at the screen of rubble shielding it. Sure, she doubted her regular ammunition was going to get through the storm, but on that same train of thought it was still a bullet smacking a rock. The rock would crack and splinter and eventually, with enough bullets, she'd theoretically thin the storm enough for her other gun to get through.
Theoretically. Probably didn't have enough bullets, realistically. Good thing she wasn't alone. "So uh, you think you can help weaken that shield?" Tina asked Nathan. "If so, I think this might be able to do a good chunk of damage to it." She waved her other revolver in the air.