Fall - Rigging throw

Without warning, the club's music came to an abrupt halt. A moment later, a massive chunk of the DJ booth careened past Carolina and Baiken and slammed into Greed like a cannonball. The force of the throw ragdolled him, and he and the booth crashed into the far wall of the club as the music ground to a halt. Carolina and Baiken both turned and saw Fall standing amongst the wreckage, bleeding but alive and well, her eyes glowing a vibrant yellow and holding another huge piece of rigging ready to throw again.

"That big enough for you?" Fall asked.

"Just might be," Carolina replied. "Thanks, Fall."

"No prob. That felt great. Think he lived?"

Baiken spat. "Of course he lived. Damn cockroach."

Carolina chuckled. "Let's check on our friend before he gets any more ideas."

As the dust settled, the trio found Greed in the rubble, buried under the remains of the booth with an enormous chunk of wood and steel buried in his stomach. He wasn't dead, but he wasn't getting up either. Good enough.

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FreestyleKneepad, Round 0