[b][h3][color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color][/h3][/b]
[b][color=royalblue]Mission Assignment:[/color][/b] On Cloud Nine
[b][color=royalblue]Location:[/color][/b] N-Train
[b][color=royalblue]Interactions:[/color][/b] Europa ([@canaryrose]), Dead Man ([@Duoya])
[b][color=royalblue]Mentions:[/color][/b] Pandora ([@Zoey Boey]), Dawnbreaker ([@Jumbus])

The lasers and sonic rounds buffeted [color=red]Bl[/color][color=white]i[/color][color=blue]tz[/color], either sizzling his skin or otherwise being deflected by the sheer pump he had going in his muscles from adrenaline. Well, that last bit was a joke, but he was taking his punches as expected.

But it wasn't long until the pirates were utterly neutralized by the heroes, with a strange women sealing the train cars back together and Chainloser getting frozen in place. Feeling like he could finally relax again a bit, Quinton returned to his full height from his kneeling position, seemingly bringing his head almost to the ceiling as blood dripped off his arms. Indeed, it was already beginning to dry and become a bit itchy as the muscle-bound freak started brushing himself off, growling absent-mindedly, [color=royalblue]"Hmm, that's all huh? I was hoping for more."[/color]

[color=red]Bl[/color][color=white]i[/color][color=blue]tz[/color] then began one of his great laughs, finding Chainsawyer's frantic swinging to be absolutely hilarious, [color=royalblue]"Ha, stupid bastard, what do you think you're going to do, now, huh!?"[/color]

And then the wall of the car was half-evaporated, half-detonated as [color=red]Bl[/color][color=white]i[/color][color=blue]tz[/color] was forced to shield his eyes. He couldn't quite make out what had happened when suddenly the bomb was snatched by something, but Quinton did notice how the mad lumberjack was hit squarely by the bomb and sent to his apparent doom. This brought even more chuckles from [color=red]Bl[/color][color=white]i[/color][color=blue]tz[/color], who mentally thought it would've been even funnier had the man's torso been ripped off the ice, leaving his frozen legs behind.

As the aircraft peeled away at increasingly high speed, the half-giant casually stepped towards the ledge, rubbing his chin idly, forgetting his hands had a solidifying layer of blood, [color=royalblue]"Well... shit... I think we're fucked, roach-boy and ice-chick. Hmm, ah, so wind-snob is going after it, I guess that makes sense."[/color] Indeed, the stereotypical flying hero was off after it, slowly getting smaller and smaller to those on the train car.

Quinton looked back at the two heroes still with him, considering them for a moment. His gaze seemed piercing as he analyzed them for a moment before declaring, [color=royalblue]"You guys probably can't keep up, so watch the place. I'll see if I can't go help."[/color] With that, [color=red]Bl[/color][color=white]i[/color][color=blue]tz[/color] fell into a stance as if he was about to start a race, and then leapt off the train car hard enough to make it rock like a boat.

He landed on a nearby warehouse rooftop just as he kicked off again, beginning to accelerate himself from roof to roof in the same direction as the aircraft. However, Quinton couldn't entirely keep up as they gained distance, and only barely managed to make out the shadow of a woman cutting the wire and dropping the bomb in the distance.

[color=royalblue]"Fuck. Got to move faster,"[/color] he muttered as he landed on another rooftop and leapt even harder, shattering a steel girder that had supporting the structure. With the wind rushing past, he looked over his shoulder a bit, [color=royalblue]"Yeeaaah... that's probably coming out of my paycheck... At least I didn't see any people. I think."[/color]

And so, [color=red]Bl[/color][color=white]i[/color][color=blue]tz[/color] did his best to rush after where he guessed the bomb would land, seeking to secure it.