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B.B. HP: 63
Roll to Hit: 2 (Pfft)

Hood was slightly rattled from the force of accidentally 'parrying' the massive slash, meaning that the ever-agile Ruby had more than enough time to retreat to a safe distance before the Darkhunter could retaliate.

Bonnie could see what she was trying to do here. Play cat-and-mouse, jump in only to strike, have Hood tire herself out trying to chase her around and whittle her down with ranged attacks.

A good strategy. Usually.

"Forgetting somethin', sunshine?" Hood yelled out to the area in general, knowing that her opponent was dashing around somewhere within earshot even if she couldn't currently see her. "You're playing on MY turf here! I had all the time in the world to set this town of putzes up just the way I'd like it..."

B.B.'s remaining hand once again dipped underneath her cloak, eventually resurfacing holding some sort of remote control.

"And that INCLUDES makin' sure that you stay put!" Hood continued as she pressed down a button with her thumb.

The ground shook, and a thunderous roar sounded in the distance. Ruby had only enough time to realize that a part of the town had just gone up in smoke before another building nearby blew apart, spattering her with harmless but still stinging brick fragments.

Hood began to giggle as she returned the remote to it's hidden pocket, then resumed screaming into the now smoky air. She had to really work at it this time, as the new cavalcade of booms and rumblings all around them threatened to drown out her words and showed no signs of stopping.

"YOU'LL NEVER GUESS HOW BADLY I RIGGED THIS PLACE UP, RED! I DON'T EXPECT TO CATCH YOUR NIMBLE ASS IN ANY OF IT, BUT WE ALL KNOW YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE HERE! IF YOU WANT TO SAVE ANYONE TODAY -- INCLUDING WHAT'S LEFT OF YOUR TEAM -- YOU'LL GET BACK HERE AND TRY TO PRY AN ABORT SWITCH OUT OF MY COLD, DEAD HANDS!"
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