Vic: Boss, its time.
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Thread Topic: Vic: Boss, its time.
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*Shifts, the glasses still on her nose* ...Well then.
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Ben: -grins and puts them on- Wolves with glasses.. So cool. -wag tail-
-puffs her eyes narrowed, she stayed silent- -
-The first group entered the kill zone-
-his voice was cooler than the smoke off dry ice- Fire at will.
-Gunfire erupts everywhere, and the first group falls- -
*Watches silently, hackles slowly rising*
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-she rumbled muscles tense, hackles raising-
Ben: -narrows eyes and crouches low, muscles rolling- -
-Raphel, predictably sent his army charging-
-shifts and looks at them- You guys ready? -
*Nods, eyes flashing behind the glasses* Ready.
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-she howled a battle cry and charged in snarling, her body slammed into two at once, blood flying-
Ben: Remind me not to piss her off again.. -joins the howl and takes off into the fight- -
-shakes his head- Lets go! -charges, backing A up at every turn. Occasionally shifting out to use his katana and shotguns-
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*Darts into the fray, staying near to Ben and shifting sometimes like Arch to use her knives*
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Ben: -grunts as a swift kick hit his hip and he turned and bit into the persons calve-
-she bounced around before shifting normal, her wings unfurling at the same time it began to rain. She sunk her sword deep into someone's head and growled flicking her now wet hair from her face-
(Had to add some bad ass scenes.) -
-Flies up, raining death from above, before landing behind Ally, fighting back to back. Eventually, the four of us break through the back-
Raphel: -Orders half his force to attack them-
-hands A her gold lensed sunglasses during the break- -
*Stays as human, whipping her hair from her eyes and slashing through anyone close enough to slash*
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-blood drops from her mouth as a sword through her stomach, she turned and cut his head off and she healed. Puts on sunglasses- So silly.
Ben: -stays wolf and keeps attacking, bleeding- -
-headset- Ross, now.
Ross: -blonde dude with a camera, stands several feet behind them-
Okay, -pulls out two football sized cylenders- Everyone turn and walk towards the camera. -hits buttons, and chucks them high above their lines, while turning toward the camera-
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