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[h1][color=dodgerblue]J[/color] [i]u s t i n[/i][/h1]  
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[color=dodgerblue]"Stylishly late, as a hero often is!"[/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 Projectile(9)[/color][color=orange][Damage X(6)][/color][color=yellow][Paraylsis(4)[/color] = [color=red]-180[/color]

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: D | Current Mana [color=skyblue]570[/color][/hider][/center]
As the front of the proper convenience store finally came into view for both Noble Spark and his new Freelancer buddy, he picked up the pace, finally confident that the gunshots they were hearing were actually related to their mission and not just the natural ambience of the poorer section of Pax Septimus. In this chaotically dangerous city you never could be too sure. 

Noble Spark scrutinized the scene before him as he tried to get his bearings, eye straining to ensure he was absolutely confident in what he was seeing. And... yeah, it seemed like a few unique individuals were currently engaging a large gathering of bums armed with improvised weaponry. This, he hoped, was not typical behavior of the homeless in this area. So it seemed safe to make an assumption.

[color=dodgerblue]Ah... man these homeless must be the 'cult' then, huh? I was hoping for the cool kind that wears robes and chants latin and then tries to summon some crazy strong demon or evil god... but I guess it wouldn't happen again so soon after the Diver...[/color]

But before he could get too disappointed at the mundane foe he was to confront, he centered his attention on the floating Esper and the girl with guns, spotting the pale guards attacking them. His eyes lit up with excitement. 

[color=dodgerblue]Wait, are those jacked zombie bums? Now that's more like it![/color]

While he didn't have a view of the Esper herself, Noble Spark noticed the mob of homeless seemed to have surrounded something or someone, and were raining blows down on them. He noticed another brollic bum, who began approaching the crowd wielding a fence post, clearly intending on using it on whomever was subject to that pile on. 

Initially, his expression tensed and he nearly bolted straight towards for the group, but he noticed at the last second before sprinting off that a red-clad boy with goggles was preparing a melody and his attention seemed focused on that group. The fact was they were in a better position to help than Noble Spark was. There were others he could lend a hand to, like the girl with the expensive-looking guns that look like she stole them from some warlord in Africa, or the floating girl who had three people beelining for her. One of them had a design that screamed he was more important than the rest, even considering the two pale guards running beside him.

[color=dodgerblue]"I think we've lost enough time as is so lets just focus on making sure the others don't get overwhelmed!"[/color] and that was about all the guidance Noble Spark gave before darting off towards the sight of the pistol-wielding girl, who had just taken a piece of rebar to the back like a champ. 

As he rushed to try to catch up with them, Noble Spark readied a melody as the gun-wielding girl attempted to put distance between the pale guards rushing her. A blue electricity gathered in his left hand as he squeezed it shut, and after he extended his right arm forward, towards the pale guard, it crackled as it quickly crawled to his outstretched arm and escaped from his palm as a typical bolt that would hopefully nail the leg of the one closest to this gun-toting Esper. 

[color=dodgerblue]"Talk about being bum-rushed! But worry not, for Noble Spark has descended!"[/color] he gave a hearty and confident laugh.