{Scenario A: Rioters} "Hey, wait, what? No, you can't do that!" Hunk said as he watched two kids throw rocks into a window. It was a bit pointless to throw them into that window as the two beside it were already broken, but that really wasn't the point. A riot of people had already ran down this street, and he can hear more coming. The entire place was a disaster.
How did he find himself here again? No, he got HOW. The question really should be WHY? Why him? He tugged his vest down and scowled as the kids charged into the already ransacked building. "Wait just a minute! You really can't be doing that!" He called, coming to a stop at the window and... oh crow, peeking in. It was dark inside, and no alarms were going. There was glass everywhere. And there were two kids, seriously, kids! They had to be younger then he was! There they were, grabbing loads of electronics and stuffing them into bags. "Hey! I said stop! Just... put it down and go back this way. There is a place you can--" Rest? Hide?
Who knows. One of the brats threw a boxy device at him with very little care, making Hunk draw back just before it nearly hit him. He watched it whiz by and bounce across the street. "That does it..."
{Scenario C: Fires} Okay. All right. He's figured this out. He knows how to do this. There are fire fighters clearing out a building, and there is a fire blazing through the lobby itself. The first thing Hunk wanted to do? Run.
Which is what he did from the last street he was on and a horde of people in weird outfits started to come his way. He turned and ran and found himself over here, by the burning building.
"Trucks almost empty!" One fire fighter called out, spraying from a truck, other hoses on fire lines. He saw someone using their powers to try and help, getting people out, but if the lower floors were completely on fire it would be hard getting anyone out at all!
"Oh Crow..." He said to himself, and suddenly setting himself, feet spread and stable, he drew his hands out before him, drawn back, then pushed. There was a soft rumble of the pavement near by, down an alley way. It was clear of people. He took in another breath and pushed. The ground cracked and pulled up, opening dirt under it. With another shove and a turn of his hands he pushed dirt up and into a broken window, trying to manipulate the dirt into the lobby and crashing down on the base of fires. An attempt to smother the fire and embers. It brought a bad smokey earthy smell, but it was doing the trick.
Now to try and keep it up... the problem was he needed more earth to push around with out ripping out the streets around or taking too much away to throw the building off!
Hunk | Voltron: Legendary Defender
"Hey, wait, what? No, you can't do that!" Hunk said as he watched two kids throw rocks into a window. It was a bit pointless to throw them into that window as the two beside it were already broken, but that really wasn't the point. A riot of people had already ran down this street, and he can hear more coming. The entire place was a disaster.
How did he find himself here again? No, he got HOW. The question really should be WHY? Why him? He tugged his vest down and scowled as the kids charged into the already ransacked building. "Wait just a minute! You really can't be doing that!" He called, coming to a stop at the window and... oh crow, peeking in. It was dark inside, and no alarms were going. There was glass everywhere. And there were two kids, seriously, kids! They had to be younger then he was! There they were, grabbing loads of electronics and stuffing them into bags. "Hey! I said stop! Just... put it down and go back this way. There is a place you can--" Rest? Hide?
Who knows. One of the brats threw a boxy device at him with very little care, making Hunk draw back just before it nearly hit him. He watched it whiz by and bounce across the street. "That does it..."
{Scenario C: Fires}
Okay. All right. He's figured this out. He knows how to do this. There are fire fighters clearing out a building, and there is a fire blazing through the lobby itself. The first thing Hunk wanted to do? Run.
Which is what he did from the last street he was on and a horde of people in weird outfits started to come his way. He turned and ran and found himself over here, by the burning building.
"Trucks almost empty!" One fire fighter called out, spraying from a truck, other hoses on fire lines. He saw someone using their powers to try and help, getting people out, but if the lower floors were completely on fire it would be hard getting anyone out at all!
"Oh Crow..." He said to himself, and suddenly setting himself, feet spread and stable, he drew his hands out before him, drawn back, then pushed. There was a soft rumble of the pavement near by, down an alley way. It was clear of people. He took in another breath and pushed. The ground cracked and pulled up, opening dirt under it. With another shove and a turn of his hands he pushed dirt up and into a broken window, trying to manipulate the dirt into the lobby and crashing down on the base of fires. An attempt to smother the fire and embers. It brought a bad smokey earthy smell, but it was doing the trick.
Now to try and keep it up... the problem was he needed more earth to push around with out ripping out the streets around or taking too much away to throw the building off!