Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140903154828/@comment-29458028-20140905133800

Francois flipped himself onto the roof and followed his target, running at full speed. He leapt off the same edge the girl went over, not caring about his descent as he called upon a his magicka reserves, using electricity to generate a magnetic field, allowing him to land safely (He can summon a pair of black wings to glide, but that is too slow). It was not going his way. He was chasing someone who somehow didn't get affected by his time powers. Impossible!

So far, the girl was still in his sight. Francois sheathed his sword and held his gun with two hands for stability. He would soon be reaching the main street. Damned cars could mess up his chase badly. Who was the idiot who replaced the wood with steel, the horses with an aetherium engine?

Francois didn't hesitate. He fired another shot, aiming for the legs (the rounds in Timerider are rubber bullets with driving bands, not full metal jacketed ones), for it was illegal for him to perform a lethal takedown. Timerider had 3 bullets left. Reloading would be a hassle. Drawing his aetherium powered plasma rifle was against the law. Damned it!