[h1]Kiante Moore: The [i][color=Crimson]Crimson[/color][/i] Jackal[/h1]

When Kiante arrived on the scene, he was already a bit annoyed by the call to action, as he was in the middle of his favorite show(criminals always had the worst timing, damn troglodytes), but as they arrived on the scene to here the gypical bad guy spiel,with BS threats and blatant posturing, he felt his annoyance cross the boundary into anger, cause not only was he missiing his show, but he was missing it for bottom of the barrel garbage like these idiots. And of course, seeing how idiocy tends to run through a family, they were related to their own dumb meathead, Argon, with equally shit codenames as well to boot. [i]I'm not dealing with this BS right now, so I'm going to finish this now beforr it becomes a long drawn out cluster-fuck.[/i]

With a sigh, Kiante cracked his neck, looking a bit out of place amongst his costumed compatriots, with his finr black leather jacket, stylish yet functional jeans with a black and red lining, some nice black shoes, and a pendant around his neck of the god his powrs emulated, Set. However, as he stepped out infront of them, one would notice that the air around the young black teen was starting to pulse with energy as he muttered low phrases to himself, finally, when he was but a few feet in front of the crowd of zombies who'd gotten mind comtrol by the crazy Radon bitch, he began the combat with a rather stunning display, giving them only a single sentence as he did so.

"You're both annoying, so plezse be smart and don't didge this. If you do, it'll only get worse for you. Much. much worse."

First, he'd stretch his hand out, making a 'come over here' motion with his fingers, a very unsetteling smile forming on his face as he did so. This was cause they wouldn't have a choice, as he would cast a spell with a snap of hus fingers, causing a whirlwind of red sand to suddenly engulf the two villains, spinning them around for a bit as it quickly rose into the sky before slamming down next to him, depositing the two tight next to him, where  he intended to take them down in one attack. Charging up all of his magic energy inside of him, Kiante would speak a word in the ancient tonque of the dessert, thrusting his hand in the direction of his foes. A large crimson hieroglyph would burn itself into existance, cracklung with red lightning as it suddenly took on an intense glow, before blasting out two streams of red sand and crimson lightning into them. He'd grit his teeth with effort as he'd try and control the destructive blast  so that it wouldn't hurt any of the brain-washed citizens or officials . . . at least, as much as was possible.

[hr]
Rolled for charge, got a six(5+1), which plus freak is an eight.

Marked the Angry condition

Collected 3 burn

Spent one burn to juggle Radon and Xenon right next to Kiante

Spent 2 Burn to use Reality Storm to directly engage with no collateral damage.

Rolled a (4+1)5 to hit, which became a 7 with the Freak Bonus.

Kiante is not in the mood for this, he was trying to get his GOT on. You don't mess with him when he's watching GOT.

[@Ermine]