Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-30700719-20170418121358

I gently say to Stormi, "Well, I gotta go get some meanies off my submarine. Don't worry, my little skydancer, I'll be back." I pull away from the hug and cut the throttle of the rocket engines, sending me falling towards the still-falling Trieste. I slip past the top deck, then keep going next to the hull. "I knew it was massive, but wow! This is an entirely new perspective!" I actually get closer to the ground than the submarine, looking up at the underside. "Well, apart from being a fairly annoying prank, this is actually quite pleasant."

ICARUS sighs and puts a hand to his brow.  He raises his bow, pulls back the bowstring as far as it will go, and points it straight at Siri. There is no way the arrow of darkness could be altered at this range. He looses the arrow...

...and it vaporises the wall behind Siri.  He waves his hand, and the entirety of virtual Dunkirk begins to fade away to whiteness.  The whiteness sweeps across the factory, and ICARUS disappears with it.