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[color=FF8C00]RANK 5
17/50 EXP[/color]
[@Dark Cloud]'s Benedict
[b][u]Kunad Highway[/u][/b][/center]

[color=FF8C00]"Nice one!"[/color] Raz went for a high five with Pit, which hopefully the peppy angel would reciprocate before the two were approached by Peach.

[color=FF8C00]"An angle they wouldn't expect?... Oh, I got it! We can 'float' down near the bottom of the trucks, and--"[/color] His quick plan was interrupted by Trumpeter's trumpeting, which pierced the rushing wind and roaring engines. With it came light that also pierced the sky, landing on where most everyone had gathered. [color=FF8C00]"Okay new plan wing it!!"[/color] Raz shouted as he dived out of the way of the nuclear blast. Even if the other two didn't go with his original idea, Raz still figured it was worth a shot. He turned the dive into a roll, tumbling across the roof to the back of the truck, catching the edge and sliding down the rear doors until his feet touched the [i]very[/i] thin edge of the trailer's skirt.

Pressing up against the metal walls Raz sidled sideways, inching along the side of the truck, getting between two of them. [color=FF8C00]"Don't look down, don't look down, don't think about looking down,"[/color] he muttered to himself. He kept his eyes up, feeling his way around the truck as he got into position beneath Trumpeter, who hovered over the gap - and now, over Raz.

[color=FF8C00]"Okaaaay, I really hope this works."[/color] Raz had felt a tingling in his mind for a while now, and he tried to grab hold of it...

[center][hider=Power Get!][u][b]Mental Connection[/b][/u]

This psychic power allows Raz to connect disparate thoughts in a person's mind, changing how they think directly, though he wields it in a unique way; with it, Raz pulls himself towards thoughts and float inside of them, using them like pathways to get to out-of-the-way places. Outside of the mental realm, only stray thoughts exist (if he can find them). Raz primarily uses Mental Connection to pull himself to his enemies and vice versa, delivering a high-speed beatdown or repositioning baddies on a whim.[/hider][/center]
In an instant, a dotted line formed between Raz and the Trumpeter, framing the latter in a glowing purple thought bubble. Then Raz was yanked upwards, pulled towards the larger demon with the speed of a flying bullet. His helmeted head rammed into Trumpeter's underside, knocking him off balance, though Raz did more than just slam into him. [color=FF8C00]"I'll take [i]that,[/i]"[/color] he shouted, grabbing the demon's trumpet, using both the momentum of his pull and Trumpeter's loss of stability to yank it clear out of its bony hands as he soared further past it. The demon was now open and defenseless for Midna's assault!

With the demon's (presumed) source of power in hand, Raz materialized his bubble, holding onto it with his free hand only for a moment, stalling in the air just long enough so the convoy didn't leave him behind. No, instead Raz had his sights on the schoolbus still tailing them, landing on its roof, closer to the rear, behind Benedict. [color=FF8C00]"Hey, you!"[/color] He called over the din. [color=FF8C00]"I dunno who you are, but you're messing with some really dangerous stuff, using these G-Men or, fake G-Men, whatever! You're asking about our intentions? What about yours, ordering these monsters around and trying to [i]kill[/i] us?"[/color]

Raz lifted the stolen trumpet to his lips. [color=FF8C00]"Let's see how you like a taste of it!"[/color] And with that, he blew, tooting the apocalyptic instrument with all his might! And, when nothing even happened, he looked at it bashfully. [color=FF8C00]"I, uh, thought that would work. Uhh..."[/color] So as a Plan B, Raz lifted the trumpet with his TK and merely flung it, hard, at Benedict. [color=FF8C00]"Take that!...?"[/color][hr][center][color=ff8c00]623 Words
+1 EXP[/color][/center]