[h3]Jack Orpheus | Dragon's Den[/h3]

TRACK: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MvMlIxhRLrQ]Rapid Fire[/url]

[color=steelblue]"Oshi-"[/color], Jack made the most wide-eyed expression of surprise before darting to the side, and out of the line of fire. While the gunfire was dying down, he looked down to his coat and saw a few holes in it...

[color=steelblue]"And that was my favourite coat..."[/color], as the gunfire died down, he peeked over the side for a moment, only to be met with gunfire, forcing him back into cover.

[color=steelblue]"Can't flank them, can't go straight ahead... I guess I should try smoking them out..."[/color], he thought to himself. He couldn't do a Lightning Rod thing, that took setup, setup that would take longer than it took a bullet to meet him... Maybe if he had numerous of daggers with similar properties to his, he could, or if there were a lot of poles inside the room, he could... But neither were available to him, so he had to try a different approach. He couldn't count how many clones there were, but there were upward 4 from the glimpse and gunfire.

It looked like this was a panic room or something, instead of an escape route like he had thought. What with all the running, he figured his opponent would run, but it was more like he sought a better vantage point to fight from. Though, this room appeared to have no exit, other than the one he was standing beside... This meant, an explosive or a way to smoke them out, was their worst enemy, something he didn't have in his semblance, so he couldn't rely on it.

He surveyed the room... Let's see... It was mostly bare, and the only other cover seemed to be a bar and stools.  There appeared to be shelves of alcohol stacked there... Alcohol. On it's own, the only thing it was useful for was forgetting things. He needed to make sure though... He grabbed his dagger and imbued it, then scraped it across the ground once, sparks flew.

[color=steelblue]"Well, let's see how this turns out..."[/color].


Meanwhile within the panic room, the Clown would notice that there hasn't been activity for a fair bit of time... Before he could decide on a new plan of action, one of the clones was suddenly splattered with his favourite beverage and glass, and soon many more types followed. Glass flew everywhere as Jack darted around the outside, lobbing bottles of alcohol into the panic room, the clones would attempt to fire, but they would miss. With the space he had out there, no amount of bullet-based firepower would catch him. Maybe explosives, but not bullets. After awhile, he would disappear, and in a satisfying straight cascade, a trail of alcohol and shattered glass was made, leading out, before a violent blue flash scraped the ground, causing sparks to fly into the trail of alcohol. Rapidly, the fire would spread, and soon the room was an inferno, with the clown panicking and coming out with fire all over his clothes and mask.

As the clown stumbled out of the furnace that Jack had created, he was met with a punch from one hand, while the other ripped the mask off. Though Jack wasn't without mercy. He did a rapid spinning double kick, tripping him, and then the last strike sending him rolling across the ground and into a wall, dousing the fire essentially with a forced stop drop and roll.