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Throwing and kicking random debri out of his path, Roemello cleared the brushes back into the clearing. Dashing over to the man downed to a knee from Katlina's attack, he leapt just enough to get both feet off the ground before hammering the behemoth of a man in the chest sending him crashing against a bridge support thsy connected to land. Hearing a delayed creaking, Roemello knee what they had to do
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Fiddling his way through the debris of the fallen bridge pillar that he now lay in, Kyrza looked around for a moment before setting his eyes to yiung female with the dual knives seeing as he could feel the cut across his side. In a brief moment, he charged, knocking another pillar down and out of his way as he charged for the young fragile looking female and the slightly bigger yet still fragile looking male the seemingly threw him a distance.

Feeling the commotion going on, he was anxious to see what was going on and to finally get out of this wretched cage.

Roeme's rejuvenation abilities kicking in, he couldn't stop it and the collar sensed it sending a heavy voltage into his person. Drop to a single knee he saw the top heavy man approach Katlina.

Looking past the man at the weakened bridge, the transport truck was now visible in the moonlight as it's engine purred. Seeing it's front end touch the bridge, he knew it was now or never. Clasping his hands together, mumbling barely audible and plethora of hand seals matched the mumbles: "Hare, Ox, Dragon, Dog, Rooster." Holding his last hand seal, the red markings of blood of the sheet of paper illuminated only growing brighter.

Facing off against the charging hulk of a man, Katlina bounced lightly, the soles of her boots dancing a little until she leapt out of the way just before a strike could touch her. Whirling gracefully and leaping up she brought her larger knife around again, trying to bury in the man's chest, while feinting with smaller knife, striking low with it. She hoped the man would not block both strikes, and at least one would slow him further.
Focused as she was on their attacker, she didn't see Roemello activating the charges set on the bridge, though she would soon hear the loud boom, rocking back slightly from the blast.

Seeing Katlina had the hulking man's attention, there had to be some strange about her knives, whether their composition or an enchantment he did not know but they shouldn't be piercing the man's hide so easily.

Focusing back on the bridge, Roeme spoke a single word: "Katsu". The blood seals glowing bright, the 3 charges detonating seconds from each other pounding away at the bridge as if getting hit by a wrecking ball. The transport car caught in the blast it was heavily damaged. Hearing a single coherent sentence bellow from the man, also caught in the blast, "WHERE'S MY RU-RU?" (Ru-Ru??) Roeme silently asked himself before hearing a shuffling overhead. Looking up to the smoldering remains of bridge, Roemello saw the transport truck teeter-tottering on the ledge...

Feeling the rocking of the truck after a all to close explosion, he knew this was the moment he was waiting for to escape. Quickly he started to slam into the side of his cage trying to help force the truck to rock more hoping for the leverage he needed to continue his prison break.

Neither caring for the explosion nor the truck balancing on the ledge, Kyrza continued with his encounter only caring for wherever his Ru-Ru was.

Roeme sorry he couldn't immediately assist Katlina, he seen the truck tilting. Mapping out a trail of footholds in tandem with some high grade acrobatics made his way up too the trucks delicate location. This was childsplay to him. Now behind the truck Roeme had to make a decision.... attempt to brawn this vehicle to stability or risk blows to his constituion from his collar if he dared use his templated abilities, weakening himself making even less an asset as Katlina's calvary....

Isaac hadn't seen any of the fighting, nor fully understood what was happening- even as Katlina held a hand towards him-obviously asking him to wait there as she ran off, knife drawn. It was interesting, to him, how he had gone from high school only a day before to blowing up a bridge in a place he had never wanted to be.

Curiosity, though (as it so often does with children) won him over in the end, and he stepped around his pillar to watch the combat between the two massive men and -he felt his stomach drop- Katlina.

I can't do anything to help her! A furious feeling bubbled through his curiosity, and burned through him as he watched the fighting, only now feeling how powerless he was. He opted to sit underneath the stupid bit of paper he had slapped against the stone pillar, and hope that Katlina would come back and tell him it was okay to move again. Not like I'm helping them, anyways.

His head resting upon his knees, Isaac didn't notice the glowing of the paper- rather, he looked up as the bridge's supports creaked and groaned, the paper catching his eye only then. He knew what it meant, but the ground he was on wasn't the most even, and his scramble to get away as the papers destroyed the supports was only half realized. The blast wasn't the roughest part, though it knocked him off his feet, and threw him against the ground, where he lay still in an attempt to keep from being hurt further by the shower of debris. There was another cut on his face-that he could feel- and the captain's strikes (or rather the damages they had caused) had reopened.

Isaac groaned lightly, tried to stand, and the world spun around him in such a way that reminded him of school- that moment after you spun around in circles until you couldn't stand, and watched the things that normally stood still move about. Things around him were muffled, and suddenly-dark.

Katlina grunted a bit as her blows seemed merely to glance off the large and brutish Kyrza, loosing her footng slightly. As she felt herself pitch forward, she turned it into a rolling dive and used her momentum to bring herself quickly back to her feet, spinning to face their large attacker once more, still holding her knives. She considered using her power, possibly speaking the man into uncontiousness or something, but wanted to save that as last resort, knowing the pain it would cause her. As she considered, she heard the words mumbled by the man and wrinkled her brow.. who in the heck was Ru-ru?

Suddenly she remembered she had left Isaac near the bridge - which... had just collapsed in a thunderous boom and flying debris. She growled in frustration, spinning and sending her stormy gaze searching for him as she backed a few steps away from the man she had been fighting. Feeling responsible for the kid, as the gosh darned Captain had hoped would happen, she worried as her eyes didnt see Issac right away. Throwing a glance toward the large hulk who seemed to be preoccupied now with .. ru-ru she raced toward the collapsed bridge, sheathing her knives and pulling debris away as she searched for Isaac.

Deciding to try and muscle to vehicle to stability, Roeme on a typical day could cause lift between 10-15 tons but times were hard, rations were even harder to come by. And now with his new trinket around his neck dampening his rejuvenation abilities, Roemello could have been more uncertain of his overall health.

Tiptoeing up the truck rear Roemello made no sudden movements as he prepared to lean his weight down on the top of the bumper. Everything seemingly going well one moment....he in next a loud metallic snap could be heard as Roemello stood there, bumper in hand. Tossing it aside, he took one large lunging leap to grasping at the missed falling vehicle.

A loud crash heard below, a large dust cloud of smoke burst upward in its wake. Roeme peering over the edge he saw Katlina already digging through rubble. What was he too do, he had 3 options.... The second half of the main mission, check the truck.... assist Katlina in her search for Isaac...or fend of the rampaging hulk of a man obviously beserking with his sights currently on the being whom had dealt him the most damage, Katlina.

Leaping from his high vantage point, Roemello believed he'd take option A!

Kyrza still charged at the young woman taking the cuts to his body. His focus had been on one thing and one thing only. "Where's Ru-Ru!" he exclaimed not caring for the cover of the night. He didn't who was in his way or if anyone had the power or strength to kill him. His only focus was finding Naoru and seeing him safe.

Naoru could hear the scrimmage going on outside the truck just before the a metallic clank was heard and the truckstarted to tip further over the edge. Knowing he ccouldn't do anything from inside the locked cage, he only had one option. "KYRZA!" he shouted hoping his voice would be heard over all the loud noises on the outside and hoping to keep him from causing any unnecessary damage.

Landing in a small crouch from his 2 story drop. Standing erect he reached down to the back door that now laid parallel to the ground. Inches from grabbing the chain, he felt a heavy hand cup him his body and launch him backwards away from the crash site.

Going with the momentum Roeme performed a back flip allowing himself to come to a sliding halt. Seeing the braided hair man rip off the back doors, chains and all, off the hinges in one fell swoop. Dashing after the man Roeme wasn't sure of his intent but he wouldn't allow whom or whatever was in the transport truck to be harmed...

School was boring. From his seat by the window, Isaac could watch as his teacher wrote notes about dissection- specifically in relation to frogs. It had been interesting at first, but you can only talk about cutting something open so many times before you get bored of theory and simply wait for the practice to come in. While he droned on, the glint of sunlight off the water caught his eye, and he looked out there as he did every day. It was just another day though, nothing special in the way the birds flew, or how the tugboats and barges shouted at one another as they made their way down the river. It was funny though, as he listened. Someone in the classroom was tapping their pencil- or at least he thought so. It almost sounded like someone rummaging through rocks though, too. It was distracting, and frustrating, and Isaac turned to look over at her- a girl with blonde hair that he had once had a crush on.

"Could you stop that?" His voice floated across the room-for some reason lighter than it should have been-and was drowned out suddenly by the ringing of the afternoon bell. It was shrill, and piercing, and he closed his eyes against it as he became dizzy. He was aware that his body ached, now. His face was cut, and someone was shouting in the background.

Isaac sat up, sluggishly moving light debris from his legs as his memory returned in less than a second. They'd destroyed a bridge, Katlina was fighting someone..

"Katlina?"

Katlina had been calling Isaacs name over and over as she lugged and threw all the peices of rubble she could move away in her search. Growing frantic, was about to move yet another sharp piece if debri, her hands cut and slightly torn from it all, when Kyrza charged her again. She heard the huge brute coming and just barely had time to roll out of the way, though she caught a glancing blow on her hip as she threw herself to the side, the man passing by. She watched him as he sremed to head for the large truck, as it teetered, about to fall.

Nearby she saw Roeme leap doen to join them, nearly a 2 story fall. She didn't have time to marvel at the man's strength however as she heard thethr soft weak voice, "Katlina?" Behind her. Groaning slightly as she moved, the blow to her hip having caused a good amount of pain, she pulled herself back to her feet and moved in the direction the voice had come from.

She glanced toward the truck once more, seeing where it had crashed, smoke billowing from its hood. Was anyone still alive? She was torn, Isaac seemed to need her. Yet, she knew he was alive now. Seeing him lying prone, his face pale, she stood still, watching to see his chest rise and fall with signs of life.

Seeing him breathe she, crouched and ran over his forehead, once, them whispered, "Everything is okay. Just hang on." Then, she was sprinting toward the crash site, perhaps in the same direction the berserking man and Roemello were all heading. Pain throbbed in her hands and her hip, but she ignored it. Reaching the truck, she moved to a door, ready to throw it open. What would she find?

As he burst from the back of the truck, 2 bone claws quickly extended from his knuckles as he swung in an upper cut fashion stopping inches from the averagely large males jugular with a slight smirk as the trinket around his neck fell to the ground with at "clanking" sound. As the collar hit the ground his eyes shifted around memorizing the surroundings instantaneously while keeping a close watch on the male before him. "Where am I," he asked cautiously yet quietly as he noticed it wasn't as chaotic as he thought a jail break would be.

Frozen in his tracks he couldn't believe he had finally found him. "Ru-Ru?" he asked cautiously trying to be sure it wasn't a trick.

Feeling the back door of the overturned truck shift a bit, Roemello was thrown back a step. A blur of a vision bursting forth Roeme barely jerk his head back in time for the assailant to miss his jugular. Standing back in utter shock, the only thing that brought back his focus was a newfound pain in his foot. Only getting a few seconds to look down, he found his dreaded collar helplessly at his feet. An eerie smirk coming across his dazed expression it was quickly wiped away by Kyrza palming his face throwing him out of the way as so he could investigate with his own eyes.

Roeme tired of being ragdolled around by this brute of a man, he ground he just in the dirt from his down position. Before clenching his fist gathering a handful of dirt while surrounding particles drew toward his hand. Standing up in a widened stance, Roeme's ability to sense seismic vibrations through his body told him a squadron from Caps camp was responding to the explosions. They needed to act quick if they were to complete their mission undiscovered.

Small barely noticeable purple sparks flaring off of each fist, Roemello jabbed them forward picking up the discarded chain formerly securing the rear door within his Magnetic grasp....