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While being distracted by the sudden appearance of the gun toting girl, Apollo was immediately jumpscared by the appearance of a scientist as he looked back. Still, after briefly being unbalanced, he collected himself and listened to the explanation. He got all of the important bits. 30 gang members and maybe a few criminals. Crazy how such few people could completely smoke a precinct. Either they had something big or the good ol' PSPD were useless. Either way, kind of shitty. They had guns, so don't get shot. Great advice for the modern man.

With a plan that could be boiled down to entering in two points, kick ass, and don't get shot, Apollo stood outside alongside the rest of their team. Without pause, the titan of metal and man burst through a window. Alongside this, the resident frost bitch decided to safely restrain a man. Well, that was a good way to quickly clear out the few gangsters that would have been guarding the back exit.

[color=A87161]"Don't tell me what to do."[/color] He responded as he did exactly what she told him to do. A brilliant light engulfed his open hand as a small shining orb was formed. Quickly, he launched it at the man restrained by Klava. With a blinding flash, the orb shattered on impact. As if a microscopic star collapsed, a burst of radiant energy expanded from the origin. An eruption of frozen shrapnel from the outermost layer of the restraint struck those around the first man alongside the radiant energy blast. Would it knock some of the gangsters down the stairs? Probably. Who knew, though. Maybe they had iron wills and could tough out getting blasted like that.

After that, Apollo followed the protector in. He wasn't about to hide behind an armoured APC like a bitch. Still though, a mancatcher wasn't exactly a strong tool to deal with armed gangsters. From the impaled gangster that stood too close to an open window, Apollo yoinked his gun and began blasting in the general direction of the remaining gangsters. Even if they wouldn't hit, a few seconds of covering fire would buy him some time to get to cover and maybe pick up another gun to repeat the process. Plus, he was firing the thing one handed. What he lacked in accuracy, he made up for in sheer badass.

Which was probably not good because accuracy was probably more important.
[hr][center]24 | Male | Freelancer | Bastard
Restraining Order | Spear | Physical | Unenforceable
Second Skin | Regrowth
God Complex | Light | Give Him Thanks
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Heal (16), Stabilize (0), Purify (6), Reflect (4), Damage X(6), Powerful (0), Trap (0), AoE (2), Full Extend (4)

DAMAGE: E | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | 750
[Bronze Projectile][AoE][Damage X] = -96 Mana
PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 654
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