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Post by Sittingbull on Jan 9, 2016 18:44:48 GMT -5
"I could melt through the glass."
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Post by doc on Jan 9, 2016 21:55:18 GMT -5
Mariko looks to Logan. "I am not afraid. I trust in you."
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Post by Sittingbull on Jan 12, 2016 20:04:14 GMT -5
(The ads, and more importantly the reply buttons, are back)
(Die roll just because I can again.)
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Post by yendor on Jan 17, 2016 15:22:46 GMT -5
"Alright." Cuts the door out of the frame, the door frame itself left intact and untouched.
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Post by Sittingbull on Jan 17, 2016 18:54:54 GMT -5
Stands back, out of the way, unless asked to help. Keeping an eye out for any hitmen, who might be brave enough to come back when their guard is down. |
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Post by doc on Jan 18, 2016 22:51:32 GMT -5
Logan cuts the doorframe, but he can smell the thermite igniting - he has to act fast.
Ghost Rider can feel the heat climbing...
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Post by Sittingbull on Jan 19, 2016 0:44:51 GMT -5
Dives under the car, on his back, and will attempt to eat the fire/explosion from the thermite. If that doesn't work/isn't possible then he will try to block as much of the explosion as he can with his body, by shifting up a foot or two.
"Run!" |
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Post by yendor on Jan 29, 2016 20:33:27 GMT -5
Grabs Mariko by the arm, regrets her shoulder will hurt, pulls her to him, turns and runs, using himself as a blast shield for whatever Ghost Rider can't absorb.
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Post by doc on Feb 7, 2016 14:41:45 GMT -5
Ghost Rider is able to contain much of the explosion, but the flames still set Logan's back and hair on fire. as bits of molten metal plaster his back like buckshot. Thankfully, his body is enough to shield Mariko from the blast.
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Post by Sittingbull on Feb 7, 2016 20:14:04 GMT -5
After the debris has settled, after falling back to the pavement, The Ghost Rider will throw aside the debris covering his body and pull himself up and out of the crater he doubtlessly made. Shaking off the debris and lets out a long (silent) burp, that looks more like an ignited gas leak. Directing the fire away from Logan, his acquaintance, and the bound hitman. Instead, directing it off another direction if possible; if not possible, then he will direct the hellish indigestion upwards toward the ceiling. Ghost Rider will then move to check the chain bound hitman, in hopes he is still alives. |
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Post by Sittingbull on Feb 7, 2016 20:14:54 GMT -5
(Didn't know if that combo would work or not but figure it couldn't hurt to try it. ^^)
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Post by yendor on Feb 9, 2016 14:18:35 GMT -5
(Well, at least you were sitting to try it  Lovely descript) Ignoring the smoldering flesh, hair, and clothes, offers what he hopes is a smile. "Mariko, you ok?" |
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Post by doc on Feb 10, 2016 7:27:51 GMT -5
The hitman is still alive, struggling in the Rider's chains and trying to free himself.
Mariko nods as she touches you where the wounds are still visible. "And you, my love? Are you....will you be fine?"
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Post by Sittingbull on Feb 10, 2016 16:45:26 GMT -5
Ghost Rider grabs the hitman, by the uppermost chains that hold him, and lifts him off the ground. Turning him left and then right slowly, looking him over like a an intelligent hungry zombie would look over an innocent child. A single struggles to escape Ghost Rider's skeletal mouth, as a drawn out moan. "Loooooooooogaaaaaaaaaaan.........." |
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Post by yendor on Feb 18, 2016 18:41:25 GMT -5
Shrugs. "It'll heal, always does. Faster than internal injuries," slight smile to Mariko, gone when turning to Ghost Rider's moan. "Yeah Ghost Rider?"
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Lovely descript)