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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5657165]Roland Huang[/url]
Max MP: 50 [b]|[/b] Current MP: 46
[b]Casting[/b]: Touch [0] + Construction [4] = 4 MP

[u]Gear: [/u]
Googles ([b]active[/b]: Illusion Begone), Pistol (4/4 shots), Medical Supplies (4/4 uses), Cash

Leveraging: --
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Jack was not deterred when her instrument bounced off of the craft - the much [i]larger[/i] than she'd expected craft. Nor was she when the apparently large purple man (frankly she didn't care if she misjudged some random invader's size while he was zipping around the beach) turned his hand into a bouquet of tentacles and wrapped around the barrel of the now-water gun. She turned to look at him, yanking her weapon back towards her, though when the alien's grip held fast and the tendrils that made up his arm slid down the length of the gun towards her hand her lips curled up into a snarl. She'd been holding it with both hands, but she released one and held it up with clear intent to cast. 

She might not be able to hurt this guy -[i]yet[/i]- but she still had options. And if he was protecting the ship even after her (rather pitiful for Jack) attempt to attack it, then clearly it he thought that it was possible to damage it. Her golden eyes creased upwards and her expression morphed into a sharp toothed sneer. She'd give him something to really worry about, then.

...of course she hadn't expected the guy to almost immediately back down, disengage, and toss her. Loathe to let go of her instrument for even a moment Jack stumbled into Mika, and after bouncing off of the girl she caught herself on one knee in the sand instead of falling flat on her ass. She didn't offer and apology or ask of Mika was alright given the whole "impossible to be injury" circumstances, but almost out of habit Jack's eyes flickered over to the dark skinned girl and assessed her anyway. Predictably, she seemed fine.

As Jack stood, Dan's imposed reality began to fade away. She blinked as a gust of bitter wind hit her, her battle suit still doing very little to shield her from the elements all things considered. The gray wash over the city, the trash piled onto the beach... yeah, it wasn't pretty bit that was about how she remembered it. Ah, and good ol' Goldie! 

[color=gold]"Oh, Beautiful, you're back!"[/color] Jack cooed to the instrument in her hands. 

The dark but clear plastic topped by yellow foam was gone; in their place sleek was heavy gun metal and sharpened spike and axe blade. She ran one hand down the barrel before bringing it up to adjust her glasses before her gaze snapped back to the alien. Alice had just come out of the ship, so she must have done something to reverse the spell - though it didn't seem like "Tim" was that concerned about it.

[color=gold]"The aliens took anglicized names...?"[/color] Jack scoffed as the two extra-terrestrial monsters went back and forth. She could have interrupted, but she wanted to know what was going on too. She wasn't surprised to hear that everything that had been happening in Pax Septimus had been one big ruse. 

There was one thing that Tim mentioned that soured the look on Jack's face for a few moments. [i]The only people who are left are on this beach.[/i] Meaning every other esper in the city had been captured, even...?

Nah, what a stupid lie.

On the bright side, now that the "causality field" or whatever was gone, the gathered girls could rampage to their hearts' content.

One of Jack's heels began to glow as she backed up a step then stomped down and dragged her foot through the sand in front of herself and Mika, drawing a line from which her melody erupted. Thousands of grains surged upward and rapidly hardened, resembling something like amber sea glass when it took its completed shape: a thick wall with narrow arrowslits, curved slightly around the two espers. It should protect them both at least from the first round of bolts, but as for if it would hold up? She'd deal with it when she found out.

Now that a battle had started - an actual, real battle - Jack slammed the muzzle of her instrument into one of the arrowslits, just barely large enough to fit the bulkier end of the weapon. As much as she wanted to turn that bug-looking armored alien into swiss cheese, an alien monster was still a [i]monster.[/i] She'd probably have to get up close first, and make him sliced cheese instead. 

Firing on the turrets it was, then.

[color=gold]"You heard her, Cerberus!"[/color] Jack said following Ashley's shout, using Mika's field name. She was still a little shaky on the names of everyone present, but with those ears there was no one else that fit the moniker. Briefly, she looked at Mika from the corner of her eye before resuming her aim. [color=gold]"Then let's move up their extinction's time table!"[/color]

Jack pulled the trigger to see if these turrets were as squishy as they looked or if they had tangible guts her bullets could penetrate.