Break! IC

[Babydoll Animis]

Waiven soon followed behind Thomas, "i want... i want to talk" he said between sniffles and sobs, he sort of fell against Thomas and kept crying. "Can we... eat somewhere quiet in here?" he looked to the quie rooms made specially for eating without too much of a disturbance. Of course it cost about ten bucks every ten minutes to stay in it

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     (((Okay kids enough of this noisy play - time for a real calamity!)))

     The lights went out and the music stopped. The babble rose and fell until everyone in the Roost was quiet. Nothing moved.
     And then the worst possible sound came forth:
     A long, low drone. The Sky Pirate alarm.
     An avian rushed from the lower deck where all the windows were to the upper floor where everyone else was.
     "It's the Skaila! The Skaila Armada are here!"
     The Skaila armada were the most powerful and feared pirate gang in all of ye northern hemisphere. They operated like the military and were large enough to get the actual soldiers running for cover. Their spaceship-like airships were armed to the teeth and generally bladed. What's more, they usually had large bladed wings and accessories on the faces if their ships as well.
     A cannon shot - likely from a main gun on a frigate class - rocked the entire island. The dark Roost flashed red as a titanic magic circle that could only be one of Terin's lit up the night sky. A titanic boom rocked the island as an airship exploded.
     Then the real party started.
     "EVERYONE OUT!" Screamed a hysterical avian as the steady gunfire if at least thirty airships pelted relentlessly into the island, tipping it off balance by several degrees. Everyone knew that in a few seconds enough if the island would be destroyed for it to start sinking.
     Because when the Skaila Armada showed up, very few EVER survived...

[Babydoll Animis]

Waiven panicked his breathing quickened. He was wide eyed. "Why? why us? why now?" he asked himself as everyone scrambled for the exits.

[Tina]

Niv began to panic "Oh god we are all going to die!" His skin was drying out and he quickly poured water on his head.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     "I...I...I..." Shane gibbered madly, nailed in place and his mind reeling. His head was full of equations, bridges, arrays, runes, circles and matrices.

[Tina]

As Niv poured water on himself, he began to calm down a little bit and think. "I am going to get access to the security, maybe i can get an idea of where the pirates are." And with that he began to hack the security system. It was actually a bit more difficult then other systems and he felt a a little strain to get in.

((I may need some help AJ to tell where the pirates are.))

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     (((Assuming the cave entrance is south, the DJ table is opposite - north. The stairs to the lower deck and the location of the 29-strong fleet is west. East is the rest of the island above ground, and the eating area... - Gir)))

[Ryan Naismith]

"f-ck..." thomas cursed, turning to waiven "hmm... those airships... they proably have reactors. waiven, can you portal us into there? a well placed explosion could cripple one of their ships."

[Babydoll Animis]

Waiven had to do something. He snapped out of his self pity daze and flung his paw out, energy swirled and expanded into a dome around him and his friends,"what do we do? this barrier keeps us from being noticed but for only about thirty minutes"

[Tina]

Niv looked through the system and through one of fhe cameras he saw 29 pirate ships all in firing position. "Oh god." Niv cut the connection, not wanting to see any more. He did however look where the bathroom door was and he knew Waiven had a transport key. "If we can get to the bathroom door and use the key we could get to the hanger and use mine and Tom's planes to escape."

[Ryan Naismith]

"hey, ven! i say again; can your portals get us inside those ships?" They likely ran on either nuclear or magic power; both of which could be disturbed by him and his party.

[Tina]

"...but what about the armed pirates?"

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

    "KILL!" Shane grinned madly. His fur began to glow a weird black-grey colour. He splayed both hands and magic circles extended out to the length if a standard Airship primary cannon: about 700 meters or so.
     His eyes were tiny dots and all of his fur stood in end. The circles blew holes in the earth from the wall to the outside - further dagibg the structural integrity if the island and Roost.
     Above, Terin had recharged another super heavy Guardisn class spell. Furry comets rained down on the closest ship to the island as each of Shane's circles let off Fivestrike Fireballs. It was like watching uncontrolled machine gun fire as thousand DS of fireballs exploded fr the long live of circles Shane had made.
     This was it! The legendary Break that every Mage experienced.
     A Break was like a mage's puberty; a hyper powerful spell cast would suddenly happen, and everything else after that for a month was just pure improvement. From there a Mage would plateau out to his or her natural power level unless they trained to become a higher class of user.
     More and more fireballs flew as Shane - !
     ...
     ...
     ...
     ...was shot.
     The roost exploded as a medium sized gun blew the bottom half of the island to pieces. Only half of the Roost - thankfully near the cave exit - was connected to the island.
     The other half plummeted down - and Shane was on it.
     All anyone could see as he fell was a large fire magic circle that malfunctioned as Shane's Break expended itself, blowing the falling half of the roost to even smaller fragments.
     Shane's screams faded quickly into nothingness as he disappeared completely from sight or sense.

[PEFA Harker]

“Modified class Whirlwind......Magic powered, four double 200mm guns, equals a total mess.” Harker mourned through a project magic.“Those metal beasts' arcane reactor are one of the earlier model and will resonate with right magic pulse then shut down.”

[Ryan Naismith]

thomas just stood there, blowing and huffing loudly. situations like these made him wish he had magic. but he didn't, so he would settle for his A-10. at least those damned pirates were getting a what-for. a pretty badass what-for! but he wasnt concious to see shane knocked into the ocean; cannon fire shook something loose, and the next thing he knew, he was out cold on the floor.