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[h1][color=dodgerblue]J[/color] [i]u s t i n[/i][/h1]  
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[color=dodgerblue]"Not to be outshone by the other flamboyant Freelance Esper in a punk outfit. Hopefully."[/color]

[color=888888]— Justin[/color]

[hider=Status]19 | Male | Freelancer | The Noble Spark
Shock, Awe(some) | Fist, Fist | Arcane | Crosstalk
Resistor | Pretty lit
Voltaic Knight | Lightning | Reroute
EMPTY | Grounded
 [Paralysis (4)] [Speedster (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Pull (2), Blink (4), Transplace (8), shield (4), trail (0), Enhance (2), Bounce (0)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: B | SENTINEL: D | Max Mana [color=skyblue]750[/color]

[color=silver][Silver Self(6)][/color][color=skyblue][Shield(4)[/color]] = [color=red]-48[/color]

[color=silver][Silver Projectile(9)][/color][color=yellow][Blink(2)[/color]] = [color=red]-60[/color]

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: D | Current Mana [color=skyblue]324[/color][/hider][/center]

Justin had been correct in his assumption something bad would happen if he didn't act. The threat was potential friendly fire from the very same Freelancer he owed a comic to, who did not let him forget that fact. Had he not had much more important tasks to focus on, he might've reminded her he would not be able to compensate her if he perished. 

Thankfully his tale nor his ability to walk had to end there. He smirked wide in satisfaction at his quick thinking. But said smirk then shrunk once he noticed the gunmen training their sights on him. Unfortunately, Noble Spark was not a mastermind hero who was five steps ahead at any given moment. His heroism was intuition-based. Which was a fancy way of saying he hadn't thought that far ahead. 

It took him longer than he'd like to decide on a course of action. That time spent thinking gave the construction workers time to begin firing, and his old nun 'friend' from moments earlier time to begin fire-ing. Or so he'd likely have said had he not been the target of said flames. It turned out that being set on fire made it difficult to think of puns. His leg screamed in pain as it lit aflame, but thanks to Cerberus' timely intervention, he wasn't also fatally shot out of the sky. It didn't do much for his pride as a hero to be saved by his charge, but it was much better than dying. 

As he started to fall back to the ground, he knew there was little chance he was landing without suffering of some sort. But that was fine. As far as Noble Spark was concerned, a hero was destined to suffer. A hero didn't avoid their own suffering, they used it to further a good and just cause. Noble Spark centered a defensive melody on himself as he focused on the flame-wielding bunny who was the origin of his current suffering.

[color=dodgerblue][i]Let justice rain from above![/i][/color]

His next melody cast was a simple blink note, as he had done a few times already. Yet this one had a curious placement. It was not aimed toward the ground to lessen the fall, but instead directed above Bobo. He intended to use his fall as a means to inflict damage. Of course, had he known she was going to set herself aflame before he cast the note, he might've done something different. But with the mana expended, he braced for impact as he committed.