Post by Bernard on Aug 17, 2015 10:33:28 GMT -5
((SP 36-31 + 20 of 75 Exp 6/10))
HP:=120
KARMA:1
Focus skill 16/20
((Isn’t she already pissed?!?))
((Bernard attack- roll= 43 +40 level + 30 sp= 113))
((Does a stunned individual even get a defense??))
Not taking that chance!!
((Damage if successful- 40 level+30sp + effects of the power blocker))
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The energy bubble the Consumer had created flickered and slowly faded away. Gloria calmly stared him down for a second, and then appeared to let off a scream of pure rage and hatred before she began to plummet to the ground.
At first glance it would seem Gloria had begun to dive, perhaps picking up speed to follow thearmoured SUV containing his companions she had eyed making their way towards the main wall. It wasn’t until he noticed the lack of short bursts from her hands to control her flight did he realize that efforts had done more than dissipate the collected energy but had somehow knocked her out of the sky.
Bernard had little doubt the super foe would survive the six story fall. Even without the custumized armoured shell, he had witnessed other beasts recover from circumstances that others had left for dead. This Sensitive would not be caught unaware but exploit the opening. Perhaps leveling the playing field in the even of its immenent rising although he would use up a vast majority of his energy reserves in the process.
The Sensitive held the syring containing the vile black liquid loosely in the palm of his hand. Gloria didn’t deserve such treatment but he saw no alternative. it was his best shot at saving her. Given the doctor’s reservations regarding the concoction, he wasn’t even sure it would work. If it did, he would be able to keep Gloria at arms length.
He could only hope she would soon come down from the enhanced chemical effects of the TOZ or he was finished. Either way, hopefully Gloria was still in there somewhere.
Without further deliberation the glass syringe rocketed toward the motionless Gloria upon the ground. Like a tiny guided missile the chemical weapon quickly progressed under the influence of Bernard’s strong telekinetic precence. The projectile would strike home, targeting the small bundle of nerves gathered behind the jawline that was exposed beneath the corroding mask. The fall; the smart bullet; the toxin; would it even be enough to slow the enraged beast?
Bernard then slammed the final two syringes in tandem into his soft flesh.