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    Erin blinked in surprise as Hannah started walking into the thickest part of the fight, clearly staving off exhaustion. While her courage was admirable, Erin thought the girl was taking a big freaking risk just strolling towards some ‘bots with guns bigger than her head. Erin followed after her; rapidly generating armour to cover her head and torso again. A shield attached to her forearm – three-by-three, also came into existence, but not without a greater deal of effort. Another involuntary tremor racked through her body – too much too soon would cause her to collapse. She hissed in frustration and opened her mouth to speak to Hannah, only to see the girl pivot sharply on her heel and start running in a different direction. Erin looked to what she was running from before taking cover behind the shield. “Damnit!” She swore under her breath, hearing the sharp concussive blows as bullets hit the bone shield. With the javelin she had made earlier Erin started building more bone on top of the preexisting weapon; once the bone piece was no longer attached to her she couldn’t manipulate the actual piece, but she could grow bone over it.

    Strengthening and lengthen the javelin, her end result was a much longer spear with a long, sharp blade. The bullets still fired incessantly, and although the bone material she generated was strong, it could still be broken with enough force or wear. Another layer of bone rapidly formed over top the shield, and another quiver rippled through her being. Erin shook it off and hazard a look around the shield. The Hunter stood about ten-to-twelve feet away, targets locked on her. “I’m getting real tired of this shit you metal rust bucket.” She growled, and ran towards the Hunter, her makeshift shield blocking most of her body. Her brief sprint crossed the distance between them quickly, and at the last minute Erin moved the shield out of her way, polearm cocked back like some Spartan warrior. Taking a lesson from the last Hunter she took down, she drove the spearhead into the Hunters “face,” her forward momentum adding strength to the thrust. The Hunter shook, a bullet glancing off the side of Erin’s cheek, deflected by the bone mask. The Hunter shuddered, its lights failing. Abruptly they went out and the machine dropped.

    "Damn, that's more like it." She thought to herself, a victorious smile curving her lips. She turned to find her next target when a rather large explosion distracted her. She turned sharply, finding the source of the exploding… tree?... quickly, and the man who caused it. Fiery footsteps etched his path through the fight, and even as her eyes landed on him he began calling the retreat. Fire was consuming the forestry quickly, and she ran from it, heading where she saw other mutants going. “Nothing like ringing the doorbell,” she thought wryly.

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    Here's the Kitchen Sink! Shoryu's Avatar
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    Darius had dug himself a fairly well Sized little chunk of earth to ensure the Hunter swarm couldn't get to him easily, just intime for some chunks of shrapnel to get blown through the air just above where he was ducked infact. It took a moment to realized that Hannah was amidst that shrapnel, a little shocked at first, more so from the gorey scene than seeing her get plastered by an explosion, he was certainly sharp eyed enough to notice her self-healing process taking place, though even before she said he he kindof figured he'd end up carrying her out of there when he heard 'da boss man' shouting for them to get their asses the hell out of there, though he couldn't help but play along with her words specifically.

    With most of the hunters torn to shreds it felt safer to get up from the barricade of hunter parts and trot on over to Hannah, a coy smirk on his face, possibly also forced, as he crouched down to pick her up, One arm under her knees and the other under her back, letting his tail curl around to 'hold her foot in place' so it wouldn't dangle itself loose as he started to move "Why, M'lady, I think I'd be honored." With that he was off, running full sprint through the tree's after their new 'leader', catching up as quickly as he could before spitting something out "OI!, BOSS MAN!, Where the hell'd you go? That Splody shit woulda come in handy 'before' people started dying."
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    Hannah chuckled at Darius's response. Then jumped a little when she felt his tail wrap around her foot. It was an...interesting experience. And then, they were racing off far faster than Hannah had thought possible. Soon they were caught up with the group, and winced when Darius bellowed in her ear at the man who had apparently taken the now dead Deon's place. "I really hope he had a good reason. Otherwise, I'm not going to be happy." She muttered in a daze. He ankle was still healing itself, and was about 45% along the way finished. Unless they moved like the wind and the hunters took forever to catch up, her ankle would shine like a beacon in the woods. Literally. "We should really get as far away from here before the hunters actually note my glowing ankle that's shining like a beacon. Seriously. I doubt the sun could be brighter than my ankle in this situation." She said, still in a daze. Clearly, having your ankle rebuilt coupled with blood loss doesn't exactly leave you sensible.



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