Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20190919151013/@comment-30014014-20191020050410

"Oh hey, here might be our exit purchase. Shame about this literal rain of debris and whatnot".

"Worry not about those. I will move us". Lightning Raid lifts a hand and traces a line to his other hand, summoning yet another fuuma shuriken. To which, he hurls in a manner to spread complete discord among the falling projectiles.

With that done, he immediately turns to Berthony, not taking the time to admire his bouncing weapon. He picks the man up and sets him on his back as a piggy ride, a rather embarrassing position for the street tagger "Not the best escape plan there".

"Your shins would not survive the fall. I shall deal with the reprecurssion".

"So, we dropping?"

"No".

Bouncing like crazy, the fuuma managed to smash a few boulders open, relieving them of their content straight for the earth. Lightning Raid takes a running sprint and jump, to the consternation of Berthony "DO you know there's nothing to land on quite a few feet?"

"I do" The shinobi carefully and rapidly maneauvers himself and his passenger through the falling debris, using their ruckus and platform to land on them, only to immediately jump on another all the way down.

Touching ground, he sprints to the neares cover, covert even with the extra weight on his back, moving as if Berthony wasn't present, quickly and quietly, around from the rear, as foretold.

Lightning Raid drops in silence close to the one named Illya, putting his summoner on his feet, somewhat dizzy even for him. His legs stumble around, trying their earnest to get a solid footing in a sea of dizziness "Raid...never do that again".

Lightning Raid simply crosses his arms on standby.