Who fasted the gas [ACE, ST]

Ace was preparing for her adventure for the day, first off the list she needed to find the gas canisters and homemade gas grenades that she has been tweaking on. Storing them in a very heavy-duty black backpack that stayed on her back, she was seemingly ready. Her clothing consisted of a unique gas mask that was a little more on the futuristic-looking side. A sheek white covering, it was just an appearance difference in order to at least look a LITTle different from her everyday clothing. Her shirt was skin tight, compared to the more baggy clothing she usually wore, and her pants clung tight to her body however, had pockets all over it. The colors she wore was all black, trying to blend in and be as bland as possible.

Grabbing her keys, she left her apartment and set out in the agreed meet up the area that was near the police station that they would be doing a hit on. Approaching the area, there was seemingly nobody at the area, and she stood there taking the heavy backpack off her bag and put her bag near her feet. The Police station was visible from their location a few couple blocks away. Soon, a noisy women came up from behind as Ace stared at the station quietly. Ace turned towards the women, surprised by her appearance. "For some reason, I was expecting a man, not a good figured woman", she commented bluntly and laughed. She unzipped the bag and leaned in a bit to grab one of the grenades. "The plan is simple, I am going to toss these grenades into the station and burn them till they are disfigured or dead. Either or is fine by me as long as one of them happens. I prefer the disfigured option, however, quite a lot more", she commented. "Worst-case scenario? I go in there personally and..", a blast of gas left the palm of her hand to show that it came out of her. The gas raised and fell to the floor to thin to stay to potent for too long..."Though, I want to test my nauseous gas. My newest creation on them first", she said added onto her message.

She tossed the grenade into the bag and zipped it up, slugging it over her shoulder and licked her lips, a slight growing grin was showing on her face as her larger normal eyes seemed to grow wider as the wolf found it's new prey to play with. Ace was a cat that loved to play around, especially with things that she thought was her food.

"ALRIGHT. SO...WHAT THE HELL DO WE DO."

The two were in the shadows spying over the station that this gal wants to bomb or something. Which, again, props for being bold despite the inherit stupidity of it. She digs that moxy. Not sure about the chick over all. First thing's first, her outfit. It's weird looking. Yeah sure, her own outfit is weird but its supposed to be weird and it works all together. This chick here? She's wearing some mask for protection but she's not even wearing that much to be protected. This ain't a fashion show. Second thing. Earlier she commented on Libra's figure, making her a bit confused. Fuck she's on about? Her figure? Weirdo, she don't do that way. Maybe. Eh. Dunno. Third thing, the smells. Turns out her body was the source of that weird looking smell. her hand like released some weird reddish smoke and-oh right no, that's just on her own end. It's probably a weird green or pale see through shit. Either way, it smells.

"...LIKE, I KNOW YOUR PLAN, BUT WHAT DO WE DO WITH THAT PLAN?" She asks her partner in crime. "YOU DID SAY YOU WANT TO TEST OUT SOMETHING IN THAT BAG OF YOURS, SO ARE YOU GONNA LIKE...THROW IT FIRST AND THEN HAVE ME GO IN THERE TO MAKE SURE THEY DON'T CALL ANYONE FOR BACKUP? HOW STRONG IS THAT ANYWAY? WILL IT AFFECT ME?" With her current state, she might be more resistent to acid, but it still feels weird against her body. However, shes somewhat hoping for the gas to affect her in some way. Harsh pain, skin melting? Hey she can handle it, she can just slowly grow it back. It'll hurt like hell, but fuck man that's half of the fun! She lets out aN odd spacey grin looking at the station from afar. "JUST GIVE ME THE GO AND I'LL ENTER IN. NO NEED FOR GAS MASK."

It hadn't been long until the women had drawn small bits of attention at first. A few eyes watching with tired expression as the small hours of the morning still wore at them with only coffee to dull the weakness soften the weakness of the morning as it sloshed about in their bellies. A few of them preparing to report the sightings given the strange people so close. But the were to relaxed in the moment this being a smaller station. One of those watching presumed they may have simply been some of those students  coming by for some sort of practice or training that the may have needed a captain to sign off on so all the proper paper work was done. The relaxed nature would have betrayed them though.

Before it could be reported small alarms began setting off inside of the building. Small puffs of gassy clouds forming in various rooms where the metal grenades were tossed into. The cool air relieving the hot days turned deadly as gas of several varieties had come in with the breeze this day. Several voices letting out rough yells or orders quickly spoken out. A few people chocking in the room while others dragged some people out making make shift masks with torn sleeves or other clothes they could make use of covering their faces.

Those worse off being dragged too but it was harder to get those in the brunt of the gas. So action was slow while some of the those further in the station where making their way to the equipment to deal with attacks in the back of the station as by this time the proper alarms were going off and training was being put into direct action.

Several man screamed with blood coming out of their nose and the holes of their tear ducts as well as other orifices. Some officers did their best to treat them as the sick men flailed those that were the worse for where seemingly temporary blinded n the moment as they seemed both crazed and unsure about their surroundings. Men already attempting to treat them with the first aid at hand until the others would return gears up from the back.

The scene inside a mixture of darkness as people seemed pained and bleeding in disgusting manners while others seemed blinded clawing at burning eyes. But on the other half of the view officers quick to action as training guided them like it was second nature. The sound of heavy boots from the back halls likely even heard from outside the doors as the equiped cops would soon be upon the scene while the lobby was quickly filling with sick bodies as they sealed doors as best they could each time a room was cleared that held gas in it. Someone triggering the sprinklers as well to help slow and dissipate the smog as well where it could.

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-Small chaos in rooms ensue briefly in rooms doused in gas.
-Several officers blinded and bleeding in special ways
-Some offers doing what they can to seal rooms and stop the gas while treating the sickened officers.
-Some officers gearing up and heading towards other rooms in the back as the alarms blare now.

Ace walked towards the front of the building and entered shortly after Tachibana did, she wanted to make sure she got the message clear to the Japanese police that she had intended. She cracked her neck, closing the door behind her so that the gas stayed inside and then took a look around the station. "Be careful, they will come with their pistols soon, the ones that didn't get hit", she warned the psychopathic Tachibana. "Maybe two or three of them", she guessed and grinned and took off her mask and took a deep breath of the air that filled the room and let out a relaxed sigh. "My God, the mask sucked, fresh air is good", she said as she slides her gas mask to the side of pants, seemingly clipping in.

If anyone looked at her, it was clear to a duck that she had the mask on her face not to keep her fumes out but rather trapped in. Her eyes, inside the smoke, glowed like fire visible in the smoke like a hungry dog The gas seemingly did nothing to her, which in truth it did do some damage to her, but it was more of a tickle due to her natural-born resistance to the air that she breathes. Her eyes were looking around for something, someone, or a place. She went deeper into the back where the rooms where from the looby of screaming people. Finding the first room they 'sealed off' and were treating people, she kicked the door as hard as she could to break it down. Causing a loud crash, alerting those around that people had entered that were most likely the people at large.

She entered, the gas that was spreading around lingering in slowly behind her, however, it seemingly got weaker as the gas got thinner. She grinned, seeing the one cop treating the other two was just the person she was looking for. "Hey, I look like a monster, huh? going to go stop me and arrest me for my quirk now? at least now you have a reason", she said as she bent down towards the cop on the floor and raised her hand towards his mouth in the fashion of the way of a gun. "What were you going to do to me the other day? did it go like? "BANG!" right? so BANG!", she said lowering her thumb and using her pores in her fingers shot out a lethal blast of gas towards his face. Grasping her mask, she filled it up with gas and then clicked it onto the man's face. "Now you can step a day in my shoes and wear that mask all day long. It's my spare! you can keep it!", she said as she got up hearing the heavy footsteps of the cops that were getting gear coming back and she leaned against the left side of the entrance, right beside the door of the room, so if they passed they wouldn't see her immediately.

Jeez, that girl is really loving it.

Libra can only grin as her red eyes glare at the spectacle in front of her, as the gas mask wearing Caustic walks in, seemly admiring her handy work. Libra just keeps on jittering in place as she starts to talk. What the hell is she even talking about? Who the hell knows, all she knows is that some blood is leaking from one of her eyes and she loves it. Her regeneration is in effect right now, but that doesn't mean she aint immune to the damage. Oh on countare, friend, it means the opposite. Rotting flesh slowly growing back, with one's senses at max feeling every single little ache and sting...its horribly painful and terrifying to live through. In short, it's great! Just what the doctor ordered.

But this chick seems to be liking it for some other reason. She walks up to some poor sucker, straps on the mask onto his face, and watched him suffer while saying some shit about society or something. Eh. She can dig that, sometimes you wanna see someone convulse in pain and fear as their whole body do that while you promote your platform. She kinda wants to wear one, truthfully. Would be nice to wear. She should ask if she had extras….extra...extra masks...ah shit! Her mask! Now's a good time to wear it! Gotta promote herself somehow without making people realize who she is! She grabs her mask attached to her waist, makes a small dent with her acid in the eye area, and straps it on, humming to herself. "WELL. GUESS WE'RE SWITCHING FACE APPAREL. YOU GO MASKLESS AND I DO, EHEHEHHEHE….SO." She looks around. "YOU HEAR THAT? NOT THE ALARM, THAT'S MAKING MY EARS BLEED. I'M TALKING ABOUT….THAT. YA KNOW, THE THUD THUD SOUND ON THE GROUND." Enhanced senses are sometimes a bother, but in this case it works out well. Weird stomping sounds get louder and louder before the sprinkling system subsides, revealing the new guests. "OOH, SEE?! THEY GOT MASKS TOO! YOU SHOULD PUT YOURS ON, WE'LL ALL BE MATCHING! I WOOOOOOOONDER, JUST HOW STRONG.. is that mask of yours?" She points at one of them aiming at her. She grins as her eyes pierce through the gap she made on her mask. The man shoots at her as she points at them.

What is this, comedy hour? She loves it! Look at these people shooting at her! It's hilarious! Hilariously painful! Fuck! She got hit in the fucking arm! She reels back a bit, as she grabs onto her arm. MAN! THAT FUCKING STINGS! ITS LIKE TWO NEEDLE BEING SHOVED RIGHT THROUGH HER ARM! FUCKING FANTASTIC! She can only laugh as she looks around her, observing what to do. That one guy who went to the left looks nice to use...but that other person hiding on the right is...hmm, that shading on the suiting...gaaaaaah it's hard to pick who to use as a human shield! Gaaaaaah….aaaaaaaaaaaah….alright fine, that one. She grins as she readies up, using the reloading time to her advantage. The pain is fucking there, though, but she can deal with it...well she can't but she loooooves it. Blitzing up and crashing herself onto the other guy, she starts trying to grabbing him and holding him in a one arm choke hold, resting her terribly hurt arm on top of his mask. If it fails...she still crashed onto him, come on now. A really fast chick fucking running up to ya, what the hell are you gonna do, shoot her?! Probably...if fact, oooooooOOOOH, GETTING SHOT WOULD BE REALLY PAINFUL. JUST THINKING ABOUT THAT. EHEHHEHEHEEEEE. HOW LONG WILL THAT WOUND REGENERATE, SHE WONDERS? WHAT IF THE OTHER GIRL DOES SOME GAS SHIT AS WELL? THAT'LL BE A DOUBLE WHAMMY, EHEHEHEHE.

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-attempts to rush to person with rank c speed and use them as hostage.

Soldiers near Libra quickly broke formation seemingly trying to move and presumably reform into a new formation once it was clear their target was coming for them. They'd managed to damage her but she still seemed to have quite a bit of fight in her. When Libra neared quickly in what was break neck speed compared to anything the soldiers could have even hoped to complete with long overshadowed here. Swinging his rifle trying to send the butt of the gun her way but thanks to her speed and powers he was while not easily still not difficult to subdue and seemingly taken hostage. This station being a smaller station sadly meant their emergency forces weren't as trained or overly supplied compared to the bigger stations like in Tokyo or other large cities and population centers.

"She's got me!.. ahhgh!" The struggle causing him to at least get them behind the door into the new room if she truly held tight and strong. All the while the other two taking up crouched positions flipping one a desk to hide behind the other a table as the water sprayed heavily around them for a time still. Their helmets beginning to become coated heavily in small droplets of moisture. Rifles peeking over the cover as the loud sound of spritzing above continued but a stand still seemed to happen as they weren't sure how to progress. The riot ammo in their guns ready to be s hot but no clean shot was readily available as their hands held the weapons firmly but still with a lightly jittery grasp.

"Let them go! Release the hostage!" Each of them yelling out orders and quick shouts with authority in their voices but of course the situation was truly far from under control.

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Libra has gained a hostage
The other two armored cops have taken cover behind a table and a desk that have been flipped weapons aimed but no clear shot thanks to the hostage
Water still pouring from above.

The four men moving quickly towards Ace were a bit surprised to see her so eager to charge them. The hefty sounds of boots hitting hard on the ground from the weighted equipment holding the men down slowing them heard with each heavy step clacking upon the ground. The loud 'thud' heard quickly though after their original volley of shots as a loud crack presumably of the helmets material heard as the front man had been smacked into next week in a matter of speaking before hitting the wall and slowly sliding towards the ground.

But the others were quick to act relying on their training. The other nearest guard rushing forward while she was hopefully still near the downed man. Turning and sending the rifle butt towards her jaw trying to smash it into her face if it hit. Hoping to knock her lights out briefly. All the while as she did this the other two firing two quick shots of the riot shot bean bags aimed for Ace's stomach to also help subdue her if possible. The water as well pouring from above constantly battling with the spreading gas.

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One man subdued with a harsh thwack from the extinguisher leaving three behind
One man rushes in the opening to help his ally trying to smash the rifle butt into Ace's face
The other two fire two shoes, one each at Ace's stomach with the riot shot bean bags.
Water still heavily pouring from above.

Ace was a bit tired that the people would not just drop, she did not want to kill them but at this rate, she might have to. SZhe just wanted to deform them so much that life was a living hell! Hell, she was not even planning on destroying their hearing so their loved ones can talk to them! but hey, she was not about to let them speak though, so there is that.

Knocking out one of the four, the third one of the group charged trying to be a 'hero' for the last group of survivors. It was cute, but not enough, to stop a raging bull. Though, unlike a raging bull, she ducked out the wall of the weighted man before the butt hit and aimed to punch hard into his gut and grab ahold of the man to which she was hoping to use as a shield to block any incoming shots that the officers might try and shoot at her. "Come on, I promise I won't take away your hearing so you can hear your loved ones still. And you will have a hell of a pension to live off of. Also, sir, I wouldn't recommend fighting me off your body otherwise i'll sneak some that gas into you before you get off and you won't live.", she said in a little of a taunting way towards the cops. "I was told since I was a little girl I was a monster, don't blame me, blame society", she laughed as she used the man as a shield if possible.