mission time

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((Mission for Allison, Kat, Laura, and Logan. OOC thread for discussion is here.
Suggested posting order: first come first serve, then stick to that order.))Envelopes marked 'confidential' were never a good sign. Even less so when they were also marked 'urgent'. Logan sat down on his bed before reluctantly tearing the envelope open. A mission.

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Allison/Laura

[flowlikemagma]

Allison was prepping herself to dart into the open, but she had to get ready first. The watch she'd just removed from her wrist and tucked into her shoes (which she'd removed to avoid having to be barefoot for the rest of the damned mission) beeped quietly, indicating it was go time.

She pushed her knee to her chest and flared up, running hard toward the front of the building. As she moved, flames ripped along her form, and soon she was glowing orange. She stationed herself behind a large tree and spiked her body temperature, letting flames lick up her arms. She sent the white-hot fire at the tree, which lit up nearly immediately. As it burned hotter, Magma stayed close. If she was hit by any bullets, she'd need the heat to heal.

As the first volley of bullets came flying at her, Allison turned her gaze to the men on the roof. Flames played around her face, and she dropped into a kneel, her palm smashing into the ground. Tremors cycled away from her hand and she focused them together, sending the blast toward the building, feeling the reverberations as the blast hit the foundation. The men fell, and were quickly replaced.

She was going to be at this for awhile.