@trinity-blue: @daughter_of_nordok:
Plenty of impacts, a cachophony of roars from ammunition that most worlds would outlaw. A couple misses leaving craters in thick plating of the ship. Hopefully nobody would jump down her throat to heavily. As bullets found a home though an attack came that couldn't be seen. A bullet stopped at the end of the barrel. But Kayle she was the princess of bullets a gun themed queen, she didn't have weapons she had children. And she knew them, when they screamed and spat led, and when they slept in a holster. She knew when they were sick, be it jammed or over heated. The gun hadn't kicked like it should, and so she tossed it into the air. Thankfully she need not risk the gun integrity.
Noir had caught the gun using her unique gear to send the gun back in time to before the round was jammed. And as the gun was sent back it snapped to its holster back where it belong. Of course in combat there was no time to wait for such things. Paying no mind rather Kayle went for grenades on her belt. She retrieved a pair of F.A.K.Ks. Tossing them like wicked curve balls to either side the pirate hoped to encompass the mark in the radius. Two clouds of a hazy yellow substance.
But what was a F.A.K.K grenade? It was a small sphere that burst into a cloud of about three yards in radius. It's components functioned like chemical leaches, seeking to take a series of components from that which was in the radius. It's target was things like calcium, magnesium, fiber, vitamins, sycroplasm and so on. Usually a skeletal husk of being was left of those impacted.
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