Academy City 2

[Victorious]

The inflatable princess eeps at being let go, and bounces lightly on the ground, but gets to her feet, looking at Caine curiously. The silver-haired soldier, meanwhile, just gives Victor a smile. "Oh... we have communication devices that allow us to speak with each other. The guards at the gate have informed us as to what is going on."

She pauses again, her eyes taking on a distant look, as if she's listening to someone far away. "Ahh... it seems Eva is going to speak with them," she finally says.

Victor had to admit, this technology was really something...assuming she wasn't just pulling his leg.

"Well...everything's under control then?"

[Azathoth]

The driver nods and rolls the window back up. When eventually who is presumably the Administrator steps out, the side doors of the van open up. A pair of suited men step out, straightening their ties. And behind them steps... a young girl. She looks to be around sixteen... perhaps older. She wears a labcoat as well, seemingly tailored for her. It is primarily black, edged with white. Her light brown hair is closely cropped in a boyish haircut, and her eyes spark with intelligence, grim determination, and slight... apprehension. Her soft face set in a hard expression, noticeably devoid of make up.

She looks over to the approaching young woman and speaks up in a clipped tone. "We are to deal with you, I take it? I have to say, I'm not exactly thrilled to be back here... but the impediments you see fit to put in our way look to be most... vexing. And they are not conducive to our task at hand."

Meanwhile.... Squad Beta pauses right before heading inside... turning and looking to Raleigh. There is a moment when they just stare... then one of them speaks up. "... hello sir. Can we help you?"

Squad Gamma quickly hunker down under the barricade! Trusting it and their armor to take the blast for them... while inside... the driver and two soldiers get a little panicky as their changes progress.

The driver looks over his changing figure. "... I hope... it stops in time." He is distracted as there is a giggle from the back. He turns and looks to the solders. "The hell is happening?" The one soldier, apparently the source of the giggle, has his hand clamped over his mouth. The other stutters nervously. "W-we got hit with something... not sure what it was..." He looks down at himself... trying to see how much has changed.

[Marky]

The dinner is soon finished! Alyssa picks up the bill, and soon the trio is walking out of the restaurant into the cool evening air. The woman glances at Sam. "Hey, what about swinging by the park to get a little practice in? Maybe we can figure out what sort of juggling would suit you best," she suggests.

As the group walks down the street, however, a cloaked figure suddenly bursts out of the alley ahead! Jon reflexively moves to shield both Sam and Alyssa... but the cloaked figure simply smirks, and fires a beam of violet energy at the man! His hair quickly starts to grow out as his body shrinks, gathering up into pigtails as his body turns feminine. Soon, he is left as a giggly teenaged girl!

"J... JON!" Alyssa shrieks in horror, but the transformed girl simply turns to look at her. "My name's not Jooon," she giggles. "Wait... or is it?" she asks in a ditzy fashion.

"Don't worry about your friend," the cloaked figure says. "You'll be joining her soon!" They aim a magical-looking wand at Alyssa!

For a moment, Sam is caught completely off-guard. Sure this stuff happened from time-to-time around this place...but she never thought it would happen to her or one of her two new friends. Her eyes were as wide as they could be as she just watched Jon's transformation in horror. She would have screamed out his name, too, if it wasn't for Alyssa's reaction, which promptly shook her out of her shocked stupor.

Seeing that the cloaked figure is now aiming the magical-looking wand at Alyssa, Sam immediately springs into action. Taking out her retractable color-and-magic blocking flail, she moves in-between the figure and Alyssa as quick as she can, keeping her flail in-between her and the figure's wand, before quickly tossing her flail straight at the wand and the figure!

[Harri-chan]

Tossing her school bag through the small window, Summer pushed up onto her toes, the muscles in her athletic legs tensing as she grabbed the edge of the window frame and dragged herself up. It was a very small gap, and her bottom pushed out behind her as she twisted and squeezed, black cotton panties perking from under the grey skirt. Wriggling through the window, she turned her agile body around and dropped to the outside, bending her knees on landing. She gathered up her bag, and surveyed the playground from her crouching state, before bursting into a sprint. The weight if a back pack bouncing behind her, and the poor grip of her school shoes were not ideal for running, but Summer was still very, very fast as she raced across the open space towards the school gates, towards the sirens. Just as she reached the street outside the school, there was a loud boom, and Summer lost her footing. Stumbling forward, she crashed to her knees, grazing each of them as the sky above the buildings in the distance were lit up in a great flash.


Katherine blushed a little, admiring the elegance of the teacher as she went to get the papers from her desk. "Will all the students be my age?", she asked, trying to make it sound casual, as her thoughts turned to her young new friend. It still made her a little jealous to think Yuki had been in more advanced classes than her this whole time. She blushed as she pictured other smaller girls being smarter, and all seeing her as the child. Her over-active imagination even pictured herself in classes for much younger kids, the complete opposite of Yuki's situation. Taking the documents, she very carefully put them in her satchel. "Thanks, Miss. Can I go now? I have cheerleading practice and promised I'd go meet a friend on the way. I think she's already in these new classes", she explained, assuming that what she was getting herself into was infact the same special classes Yuki attended.

[Raleigh]

Why yes you can. What are you doing knocking out secretaries and posing as guards?

[Azathoth]

The soldier replies. "We are gathering intel on this place. We have little hard data on the CTC. This isnt exactly a CTC command center, but our orders are to go in for low risk recon."

[Helel]

The two figures stagger back, groaning and clutching at their arms as their weapons drop from suddenly-limp fingers! "Gah! You... you can't just shoot us!" the larger of the two protests with a snarl. He bends down to try and pick up his device.

Another gunshot goes off, as Reya trains her gun at the pair again, having shot the device in order to fling it away (and damage it, I'd guess).

"You two better make tracks now and not say a word, or you'll regret it."

The look in Reya's eyes isn't something you should see in a teenager's. In those blue eyes, is a cool, ruthless glare, with no hesitation at the prospect of ending either one of them. Quite a contrast given her school uniform and the younger girl beside/behind her. There's no shaking in her hands as she directs the gun at the pair, almost like she was a trained soldier or something.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Tossing her school bag through the small window, Summer pushed up onto her toes, the muscles in her athletic legs tensing as she grabbed the edge of the window frame and dragged herself up. It was a very small gap, and her bottom pushed out behind her as she twisted and squeezed, black cotton panties perking from under the grey skirt. Wriggling through the window, she turned her agile body around and dropped to the outside, bending her knees on landing. She gathered up her bag, and surveyed the playground from her crouching state, before bursting into a sprint. The weight if a back pack bouncing behind her, and the poor grip of her school shoes were not ideal for running, but Summer was still very, very fast as she raced across the open space towards the school gates, towards the sirens. Just as she reached the street outside the school, there was a loud boom, and Summer lost her footing. Stumbling forward, she crashed to her knees, grazing each of them as the sky above the buildings in the distance were lit up in a great flash.

Katherine blushed a little, admiring the elegance of the teacher as she went to get the papers from her desk. "Will all the students be my age?", she asked, trying to make it sound casual, as her thoughts turned to her young new friend. It still made her a little jealous to think Yuki had been in more advanced classes than her this whole time. She blushed as she pictured other smaller girls being smarter, and all seeing her as the child. Her over-active imagination even pictured herself in classes for much younger kids, the complete opposite of Yuki's situation. Taking the documents, she very carefully put them in her satchel. "Thanks, Miss. Can I go now? I have cheerleading practice and promised I'd go meet a friend on the way. I think she's already in these new classes", she explained, assuming that what she was getting herself into was infact the same special classes Yuki attended.

Summer reaches the school gates, revealing some of her former training and capabilities as a supersoldier! She can see a black oily cloud rising up into the sky from an alleyway not too far away. A security car that had been rushing by screeches to a halt, before swinging around to head in the direction of the explosion! Although Summer might be able to get there first...

The teacher simply smiles, and then suddenly steps forwards, wrapping her arms around Katherine in a hug, holding the girl close against her chest. "I'm a little disappointed you'll be leaving my class, Katherine... but I know this'll be the best for you. Good luck..." Blushing slightly, she lets go of the girl, stepping back to try and gather her composure again. "You can go. Please take care..."

She blinks, as she hears sirens in the distance. "Oh my... I hope there isn't anything wrong out there..."

For a moment, Sam is caught completely off-guard. Sure this stuff happened from time-to-time around this place...but she never thought it would happen to her or one of her two new friends. Her eyes were as wide as they could be as she just watched Jon's transformation in horror. She would have screamed out his name, too, if it wasn't for Alyssa's reaction, which promptly shook her out of her shocked stupor.

Seeing that the cloaked figure is now aiming the magical-looking wand at Alyssa, Sam immediately springs into action. Taking out her retractable color-and-magic blocking flail, she moves in-between the figure and Alyssa as quick as she can, keeping her flail in-between her and the figure's wand, before quickly tossing her flail straight at the wand and the figure!

As Sam leaps between Alyssa and her mysterious attacker, a scintillating beam of energy lances out from the wand... only to strike the retractable flail! There's a sudden burst of light as its deflected, striking back at the person with the wand!

"Gack! What... you... you meddling idiot!" the figure shouts, but you can tell that their voice is starting to change, their figure shrinking within the cloak. "I'll... I'll change you next, then!" she says, waving the wand menacingly even as she continues to change.

The drones boil and explode as the white-hot fire strikes them, leaving swirling clouds of black ash and silvery smoke behind!

Any bystanders nearby have already fled, however, with additional drones appearing to guide them further away from the scene. The armored vehicles screech to a halt in the street, however, forming an impromptu barricade opposite Ashley. Soldiers in full-body armor start to disembark, leveling their weapons at the vampire!

"Oh yeah, this is starting to look like fun~" He said, giving a smile and a wave to the soldiers. "Hey, how you people doing, huh?!"

The soldiers immediately level their weapons at Ashley, and the sizzle and crack of electrolaser fire fills the air! Apparently they were serious when they said it would be Ashley's only chance to surrender.

Furthermore, additional reinforcements seem to be arriving, as a larger armored truck arrives at the barricade!

Another gunshot goes off, as Reya trains her gun at the pair again, having shot the device in order to fling it away (and damage it, I'd guess).

"You two better make tracks now and not say a word, or you'll regret it."

The look in Reya's eyes isn't something you should see in a teenager's. In those blue eyes, is a cool, ruthless glare, with no hesitation at the prospect of ending either one of them. Quite a contrast given her school uniform and the younger girl beside/behind her. There's no shaking in her hands as she directs the gun at the pair, almost like she was a trained soldier or something.

The larger of the two still seems pretty belligerent, but the smaller notices the look in Reya's eyes, and backs up nervously. "L-let's leave her alone, Rick," he suggests. "Maybe she's already been transformed in the past, or something."

Rick pauses. "Yeah... she doesn't seem like a wussy schoolgirl." His eyes narrow speculatively. "Say, babe... what do you think about helping us cause a little trouble for these stuck-up jerks in this city?"

Why yes you can. What are you doing knocking out secretaries and posing as guards?

The soldier replies. "We are gathering intel on this place. We have little hard data on the CTC. This isnt exactly a CTC command center, but our orders are to go in for low risk recon."

Raleigh and the soldiers from Team Beta negotiate!

Squad Gamma quickly hunker down under the barricade! Trusting it and their armor to take the blast for them... while inside... the driver and two soldiers get a little panicky as their changes progress.

The driver looks over his changing figure. "... I hope... it stops in time." He is distracted as there is a giggle from the back. He turns and looks to the solders. "The hell is happening?" The one soldier, apparently the source of the giggle, has his hand clamped over his mouth. The other stutters nervously. "W-we got hit with something... not sure what it was..." He looks down at himself... trying to see how much has changed.

The gunner look down, to find himself looking like...http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=pos ... &id=535114 ! Oh no! He probably hasn't been exposed to enough yellow to truly be undead, but he does feel kind of cool to the touch, so it's possible...

Meanwhile, the other two soldiers see themselves continuing to change... their armor shrinking and developing into bikini swimsuits! It's becoming increasingly difficult to complain, however, as their personalities become more bubbly... and going for a swim at the beach seems increasingly appealing, as they're soon left looking like http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=pos ... &id=557962 !

The fire and smoke still roils in the alley, with a few groans indicating that some of the cloaked figures are still alive. The air seems to be slowly clearing... but the sound of sirens suggests that the authorities haven't missed the commotion.

The driver nods and rolls the window back up. When eventually who is presumably the Administrator steps out, the side doors of the van open up. A pair of suited men step out, straightening their ties. And behind them steps... a young girl. She looks to be around sixteen... perhaps older. She wears a labcoat as well, seemingly tailored for her. It is primarily black, edged with white. Her light brown hair is closely cropped in a boyish haircut, and her eyes spark with intelligence, grim determination, and slight... apprehension. Her soft face set in a hard expression, noticeably devoid of make up.

She looks over to the approaching young woman and speaks up in a clipped tone. "We are to deal with you, I take it? I have to say, I'm not exactly thrilled to be back here... but the impediments you see fit to put in our way look to be most... vexing. And they are not conducive to our task at hand."

The silver-haired administrator looks over the other young girl speculatively. "... Interesting. So, according to your driver, you are here to conduct a follow-up examination due to a previous mission." She glances at the van. "Preliminary observation of your equipment and personnel suggests a high likelihood that you are associated with a recorded mission by a well-equipped team to the Sand Academy... although, the database indicates your expedition was something of a failure."

The young woman shrugs. "Speaking as one scientist to another... if you would provide me with the details of your planned investigation here, I can evaluate the value of whether or not you should be permitted access. I should warn you that our own experimentation here has resulted in some changes to the ambient energies, meaning that your investigation may prove fruitless in any case. However, we also have access to various anti-transformative technologies, so if you are seeking a way to restore yourselves, then we may be able to work out a mutually beneficial agreement."

Victor had to admit, this technology was really something...assuming she wasn't just pulling his leg.

"Well...everything's under control then?"

Caine frowns slightly, getting that distant look again as she listens to unheard voices. "It seems that incidents are occurring across the city..." she admits, glancing around. "It may be dangerous for you to remain here."

[Harri-chan]

Climbing back to her feet, Summer brushed the dirt from her knees, the slight graze on each one not seeming to bother her as she peered up at the cloud that was rising above they area of the explosion. There was a moment's hesitating, but curiosity got the better of the schoolgirl supersoldier, and she dashed across the road. Her hair flicked about as she dodged through traffic and started to make her way towards the cloud, flying along as fast as she possibly could in her school shoes, scrambling up fences and walls, vaulting over them rather than waste time going around.

Katherine blushed brightly as the woman's arms suddenly came around her, drawing her into a hug which trapped her arms around her side. If she could ignore the embarrassment, it was actually a rather pleasant experience, but there was no way she could hide from the shame of another woman's breasts rubbing against her like that, reminding her of what she used to be. "You've been a great teacher, Miss. Don't be too hard on Summer when I'm gone. She does try hard", she explained. "Maybe I'll see you around". Still blushing, she turned, her grey skirt swishing up a little, and hurried out of the classroom, breaking into a run once she reached the hall, so little Yuki wouldn't be left waiting alone for her, paying little mind to that sirens that could be heard outside.

[Marky]

As Sam leaps between Alyssa and her mysterious attacker, a scintillating beam of energy lances out from the wand... only to strike the retractable flail! There's a sudden burst of light as its deflected, striking back at the person with the wand!

"Gack! What... you... you meddling idiot!" the figure shouts, but you can tell that their voice is starting to change, their figure shrinking within the cloak. "I'll... I'll change you next, then!" she says, waving the wand menacingly even as she continues to change.

"Try it!" Sam yells, keeping her flail up in front of her, defensively, as she glances back to Alyssa just for a moment to make sure that she is still in-between her and the cloaked figure.

[Azathoth]

The gunner look down, to find himself looking like... so! Oh no! He probably hasn't been exposed to enough yellow to truly be undead, but he does feel kind of cool to the touch, so it's possible...

Meanwhile, the other two soldiers see themselves continuing to change... their armor shrinking and developing into bikini swimsuits! It's becoming increasingly difficult to complain, however, as their personalities become more bubbly... and going for a swim at the beach seems increasingly appealing, as they're soon left looking like so!

The fire and smoke still roils in the alley, with a few groans indicating that some of the cloaked figures are still alive. The air seems to be slowly clearing... but the sound of sirens suggests that the authorities haven't missed the commotion.

The little banshee girl looks over herself... sighing. "Well... I think I'm not dead... And I still have my mind..." She looks back as the two soldiers fully become bikini bimbos. "You okay?" One of them giggles. "Like, totally! But we have to go to the beach after this mission. I need to work on my tan!" The other one squeals. "Thats totally what I was just thinking!" They both burst into giggles as the driver facepalms.

Meanwhile, the soldiers emerge from behind the barricades. They quickly move to apprehend and question the cloaked figures. The sirens are noted... but not reacted to at this point.

The silver-haired administrator looks over the other young girl speculatively. "... Interesting. So, according to your driver, you are here to conduct a follow-up examination due to a previous mission." She glances at the van. "Preliminary observation of your equipment and personnel suggests a high likelihood that you are associated with a recorded mission by a well-equipped team to the Sand Academy... although, the database indicates your expedition was something of a failure."

The young woman shrugs. "Speaking as one scientist to another... if you would provide me with the details of your planned investigation here, I can evaluate the value of whether or not you should be permitted access. I should warn you that our own experimentation here has resulted in some changes to the ambient energies, meaning that your investigation may prove fruitless in any case. However, we also have access to various anti-transformative technologies, so if you are seeking a way to restore yourselves, then we may be able to work out a mutually beneficial agreement."

The young girl humphs. "Your database is lacking. Our mission was a success... due to my actions, I'll have you know. And we are not here to look for a cure. I was asked to remain in this form as part of a long-term research project on the effects of this strain of Beige. I accepted... my ego comes secondary to scientific research, miss. And I'll have you remember that. We do not embark on missions for the benefit of one person. We have longer views than that."

She pauses at that... considering her next words. "As to whether you can 'permit' us access anywhere is doubtful. As you have no rightful claim to the property you are sitting on. Unless you are meaning to say that nuclear strikes are a acceptable way to convey ownership of private property. In which case I would call into question the sanity of your leadership." She lets that sink in for a moment, then continues. "In any case... the specifics of our mission are much the same as the last time we arrived. We experiment on a wide variety of colors... seeking a practical application of these volatile energies. We have samples of the beige from the previous expedition. We are here to compare them with readings from ground zero, to see what has changed from that point to this."

"And before you give us warnings about color or radiation... let me remind you we are professionals, miss. We do not need your assistance to carry out our assignment. We only need you to step out of our way so we can do our job and get out of this accursed place."

[Jello Shot Mischa]

(( A quick update, because I can't resist arguing with Dact. XD ))

Climbing back to her feet, Summer brushed the dirt from her knees, the slight graze on each one not seeming to bother her as she peered up at the cloud that was rising above they area of the explosion. There was a moment's hesitating, but curiosity got the better of the schoolgirl supersoldier, and she dashed across the road. Her hair flicked about as she dodged through traffic and started to make her way towards the cloud, flying along as fast as she possibly could in her school shoes, scrambling up fences and walls, vaulting over them rather than waste time going around.

Katherine blushed brightly as the woman's arms suddenly came around her, drawing her into a hug which trapped her arms around her side. If she could ignore the embarrassment, it was actually a rather pleasant experience, but there was no way she could hide from the shame of another woman's breasts rubbing against her like that, reminding her of what she used to be. "You've been a great teacher, Miss. Don't be too hard on Summer when I'm gone. She does try hard", she explained. "Maybe I'll see you around". Still blushing, she turned, her grey skirt swishing up a little, and hurried out of the classroom, breaking into a run once she reached the hall, so little Yuki wouldn't be left waiting alone for her, paying little mind to that sirens that could be heard outside.

In true urban parkour fashion, Summer makes her way across the street and to the alley that the explosion occurred in! The thick smoke makes it hard to see what's going on, although she may be sensitive to detect a faint whiff of tomapples and pinemangos. She can also catch a glimpse of some kind of vehicle in the alley, as well.

Katherine runs out into the hall! It takes some searching, but she manages to find Yuki near the front doors! The other girl gives her a faint smile as she spots her. "Katherine! I wasn't sure where you might go after class, so I figured... if I just waited by the front doors I'd see you again..."

"Try it!" Sam yells, keeping her flail up in front of her, defensively, as she glances back to Alyssa just for a moment to make sure that she is still in-between her and the cloaked figure.

The figure waves her wand at Sam, as it's becoming increasingly obvious she's turning into a young girl, much like Jon did. There's another blast of energy directed at Sam, however!

The little banshee girl looks over herself... sighing. "Well... I think I'm not dead... And I still have my mind..." She looks back as the two soldiers fully become bikini bimbos. "You okay?" One of them giggles. "Like, totally! But we have to go to the beach after this mission. I need to work on my tan!" The other one squeals. "Thats totally what I was just thinking!" They both burst into giggles as the driver facepalms.

Meanwhile, the soldiers emerge from behind the barricades. They quickly move to apprehend and question the cloaked figures. The sirens are noted... but not reacted to at this point.

Leaving the banshee-driver and the now bubble-headed beach bimbos to their conversation, the soldiers investigating the scene will find the half-dozen or so cloaked figures scattered about. Several look badly injured by the blast, although for some, their injuries seem strange. The reason for this might be revealed as one stirs... and then grabs for the nearest soldiers leg, its face lifting up to reveal the pallid skin and vacant expression of a zombie girl! "Brraaaaains~" she moans, trying to gnaw on the armored soldier's leg!

The most useful source of information might be the leader of this group... but they seem to be unconscious near where the cannister of violet gas was. Having gotten a strong dose of it, they seem to have been reduced to a ditzy girl, giggling in her sleep...

The young girl humphs. "Your database is lacking. Our mission was a success... due to my actions, I'll have you know. And we are not here to look for a cure. I was asked to remain in this form as part of a long-term research project on the effects of this strain of Beige. I accepted... my ego comes secondary to scientific research, miss. And I'll have you remember that. We do not embark on missions for the benefit of one person. We have longer views than that."

She pauses at that... considering her next words. "As to whether you can 'permit' us access anywhere is doubtful. As you have no rightful claim to the property you are sitting on. Unless you are meaning to say that nuclear strikes are a acceptable way to convey ownership of private property. In which case I would call into question the sanity of your leadership." She lets that sink in for a moment, then continues. "In any case... the specifics of our mission are much the same as the last time we arrived. We experiment on a wide variety of colors... seeking a practical application of these volatile energies. We have samples of the beige from the previous expedition. We are here to compare them with readings from ground zero, to see what has changed from that point to this."

"And before you give us warnings about color or radiation... let me remind you we are professionals, miss. We do not need your assistance to carry out our assignment. We only need you to step out of our way so we can do our job and get out of this accursed place."

The young woman listens to the scientist's words attentively, although as she concludes she smirks slightly. "I will see that our database is update with the more correct information you have provided, then," she says. "As for the issue of 'access'... perhaps you should refresh yourself upon the legislation regarding 'adverse possession'. The former owner of this property is free to return and challenge our claim of ownership of it -- however, since our records indicate that the most recent claimant -- one 'Acting President Dee' -- has currently disappeared into some unknown interdimensional void, that may be difficult." She shrugs. "As for the sanity of our leadership... well, extrapolation of past records suggests your own organization has constructed facilities in places of dubious ownership, including at least one potential site under a public park, where it produced a hazard to the populace. On the other hand, our facility was constructed in response to claims that this area would become hazardous without the former structure to contain it, and so we took responsibility for our actions and have since worked to construct an area that will in fact be of net benefit to the populace. Already thousands are able to live productive lives here, without the potential danger the Sand Academy posed."

"However, since you did elaborate on the intentions of your mission... I am willing to grant you tentative access to the outer areas of our facility in order to collect data on the current state of the ambient color energies pervading it. However, the location of 'ground zero' is currently the site of some very delicate research and experimentation, and as such I cannot permit access to it at this point in time."

[Harri-chan]

Lifting an arm across her mouth and nose, Summer tried to cut through the smoke with her free hand, before dropping to her knees, and deciding to crawl instead as it got thicker. Having no experience with either fruit, the scent of tomapples and pinemangos were nothing more than odd smells. Spotting the vehicle, she starts heading towards it. It was almost like the old days, except the didn't have a great big gun strapped across her back.

"Sorry I'm a little late. My teacher called me into her room to give me some papers my Mom has to sign. I've got good news though... I think I'm going to be in the same class as you from now on. Want to come along to cheerleader practice? I have so many questions I want to ask you... like how long have you been in that class? And is there anyone that's more... my age?", she asked.

[Marky]

The figure waves her wand at Sam, as it's becoming increasingly obvious she's turning into a young girl, much like Jon did. There's another blast of energy directed at Sam, however!

Sam eeps and quickly turns her attention back to the figure, trying to block the blast of energy from hitting her!

[KonokoHasano]

The soldiers immediately level their weapons at Ashley, and the sizzle and crack of electrolaser fire fills the air! Apparently they were serious when they said it would be Ashley's only chance to surrender.

Furthermore, additional reinforcements seem to be arriving, as a larger armored truck arrives at the barricade!

Ashley proceeds to dodge the shots with incredible speed, limboing under some and jumping over others, all the while laughing before leaping onto one of the soldier's head and then jumping off onto the roof of a building.