morphitudinous: (Lineface)
Billy Cranston ([personal profile] morphitudinous) wrote in [community profile] trans_9 2011-08-22 01:49 am (UTC)

"Right!"

Billy sounded more confident than he felt. He had power, sure, but his lance, as sharp as it was, was a fairly short weapon. The blaster was powerful, but any shots he made would be deflected by the armor---

---yes, by the armor. That was it.

He started his own charge forward, flicking some of the blood and residue off his weapon as he ran. Three, two one, and he threw himself into the air, power boosting him far higher than an ordinary human could jump. In seconds, he'd twisted around to come at the Tank lance-first.

Billy collided with the target toward its back with a crack, quickly hopping up and dragging a line down. The beast roared and bucked, trying to throw them off, but he dropped down. He only needed a few more seconds---

"I think it's time you come out of your shell," he suggested lightly, firing and dragging a concentrated beam down the slices he and Ronnae had made in the armor. This was going to end in pain.

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