GrieveWriter
U-Incorporated 2nd Class Type Unit
Tinko looked out a window at the carnage being wrought on the school grounds. Students and teachers alike rushing into the fray as the horde of Grimm flooded the destroyed gates.
"Yeah," Tinko said into a device he held up to his ear "yep he's probably connected somehow."
Tinko backed away from the window as two frantic students rushed past him and down a flight of stairs.
"Don't rub it in, that's mean you know..." Tinko muttered into the device with a yawn
He stepped back to the window and rubbed his free hand along the glass.
"Now, I probably should do something... but-"
He jerked the device as loud yelling spewed from it.
"Okay... I'll go help... Tinny"
Tinko quickly closed the device before the voice could retort.
Chuckling sluggishly at his own joke, Tinko pocketed the device before spreading his arms low.
Two Revo-blades slid from his bathrobe and into his hands.
Swinging them to and fro, Tinko marched up the steps without a care in the world.
He got to the top floor and began looking for an open window.
He found one that was partially open, and slid one Revo-blade in the open space before opening it the rest of the way.
He folded his body in a little ball as he perched on the edge of the window.
The sounds were even louder out here, despite being higher up.
He embedded one Revo-blade in the wall next to him, then raised the other in his wobbly hand before closing one eye.
"Okay, let's see if I still got it..."
He stuck out his tongue and pulled the trigger.
A split second later a speeding bullet carved a large hole through a random Beowolf.
Tinko blinked, then rubbed his eyes some more.
Soon another Beowolf was brought down, and another soon followed.
Several of the Beowolves with no clear targets noticed the strange deaths of their fallen pack brothers, and were soon found scaling the walls towards Tinko.
Tinko leaned out a bit and finally registered the snarling furry figures racing up to him.
Blowing some air out of his mouth from exhaustion, Tinko stood and fell off the window sill.
Holding out one Revo-blade, he embedded it into the back of one of the climbing Beowolves, halting his descent.
The momentum pulled the Grimm back, it's hold threatening too loosen as Tinko's unexpected weight caught it by surprise.
As the Beowolf fought to regain it's hold, Tinko angled his other Revo-blade downward towards the other Beowolves.
He then let loose a rapid fire that shaved down there numbers by about a half.
Getting the idea that he had the advantage of high ground, the Beowolves dug their claws in deep before charging along the wall in order to get to him quicker.
While trying to stay awake, Tinko pulled the trigger on his other Revo-blade.
The force tore a hole in the Beowolf he was hanging from, while also forcing him out and away from the wall.
He partially charged the dust in one Revo-blade while he began the process of fully charging the other one.
With the partially charged Revo-blade, he let loose a barrage of small-scale artillery onto the Beowolves on the wall.
Many died, others fell.
Tinko's Revo-blade finally clicked empty, and with a sigh of annoyance, he swung it towards the wall.
It cleaved into the wall and let him descend slower.
He slid the spent Revo-blade into his bathrobe as several of the falling Beowolves descended past him.
He pulled another Revo-blade from his bathrobe and quickly checked over the ammunition before launching himself from the wall.
He steam trained directly into one of the falling Beowolves, and quickly jammed the charging blade into it's abdomen before spinning around it and locking his limbs around the Grimm in a strange resemblance of a harness. He spun the falling Beowolf and fired at the other falling Beowolves beneath him.
However, the Beowolf he was riding was still kicking and reached towards the wall in an attempt to stop it's descent.
Once Tinko finished picking off the falling Beowolves beneath him, he spun to deal with the ones above him and quickly saw what his unofficial ride was attempting to do.
He quickly swung one blade around it's neck, and then held his other Revo-blade behind his back.
The Beowolf latched on to the wall the same second Tinko unlocked his limbs. The momentum sent Tinko speeding, and making the Revo-blade around the Grimm's neck act exactly like a guillotine.
Tinko was close enough to the ground after decapitating the Beowolf for him to land without harm.
He looked back up and briefly acknowledged the rest of the Beowolves falling toward him before raising his overcharged Revo-blade.
He pulled the trigger, and immediately turned to jump into the mosh pit near the school gates.
The overcharged bullet whizzed towards the falling Beowolves in a blinding flash of light, and quickly dispersed into a lethal cloud of flames, which roasted the Beowolves like some terrible mid-air furnace.
"Yeah," Tinko said into a device he held up to his ear "yep he's probably connected somehow."
Tinko backed away from the window as two frantic students rushed past him and down a flight of stairs.
"Don't rub it in, that's mean you know..." Tinko muttered into the device with a yawn
He stepped back to the window and rubbed his free hand along the glass.
"Now, I probably should do something... but-"
He jerked the device as loud yelling spewed from it.
"Okay... I'll go help... Tinny"
Tinko quickly closed the device before the voice could retort.
Chuckling sluggishly at his own joke, Tinko pocketed the device before spreading his arms low.
Two Revo-blades slid from his bathrobe and into his hands.
Swinging them to and fro, Tinko marched up the steps without a care in the world.
He got to the top floor and began looking for an open window.
He found one that was partially open, and slid one Revo-blade in the open space before opening it the rest of the way.
He folded his body in a little ball as he perched on the edge of the window.
The sounds were even louder out here, despite being higher up.
He embedded one Revo-blade in the wall next to him, then raised the other in his wobbly hand before closing one eye.
"Okay, let's see if I still got it..."
He stuck out his tongue and pulled the trigger.
A split second later a speeding bullet carved a large hole through a random Beowolf.
Tinko blinked, then rubbed his eyes some more.
Soon another Beowolf was brought down, and another soon followed.
Several of the Beowolves with no clear targets noticed the strange deaths of their fallen pack brothers, and were soon found scaling the walls towards Tinko.
Tinko leaned out a bit and finally registered the snarling furry figures racing up to him.
Blowing some air out of his mouth from exhaustion, Tinko stood and fell off the window sill.
Holding out one Revo-blade, he embedded it into the back of one of the climbing Beowolves, halting his descent.
The momentum pulled the Grimm back, it's hold threatening too loosen as Tinko's unexpected weight caught it by surprise.
As the Beowolf fought to regain it's hold, Tinko angled his other Revo-blade downward towards the other Beowolves.
He then let loose a rapid fire that shaved down there numbers by about a half.
Getting the idea that he had the advantage of high ground, the Beowolves dug their claws in deep before charging along the wall in order to get to him quicker.
While trying to stay awake, Tinko pulled the trigger on his other Revo-blade.
The force tore a hole in the Beowolf he was hanging from, while also forcing him out and away from the wall.
He partially charged the dust in one Revo-blade while he began the process of fully charging the other one.
With the partially charged Revo-blade, he let loose a barrage of small-scale artillery onto the Beowolves on the wall.
Many died, others fell.
Tinko's Revo-blade finally clicked empty, and with a sigh of annoyance, he swung it towards the wall.
It cleaved into the wall and let him descend slower.
He slid the spent Revo-blade into his bathrobe as several of the falling Beowolves descended past him.
He pulled another Revo-blade from his bathrobe and quickly checked over the ammunition before launching himself from the wall.
He steam trained directly into one of the falling Beowolves, and quickly jammed the charging blade into it's abdomen before spinning around it and locking his limbs around the Grimm in a strange resemblance of a harness. He spun the falling Beowolf and fired at the other falling Beowolves beneath him.
However, the Beowolf he was riding was still kicking and reached towards the wall in an attempt to stop it's descent.
Once Tinko finished picking off the falling Beowolves beneath him, he spun to deal with the ones above him and quickly saw what his unofficial ride was attempting to do.
He quickly swung one blade around it's neck, and then held his other Revo-blade behind his back.
The Beowolf latched on to the wall the same second Tinko unlocked his limbs. The momentum sent Tinko speeding, and making the Revo-blade around the Grimm's neck act exactly like a guillotine.
Tinko was close enough to the ground after decapitating the Beowolf for him to land without harm.
He looked back up and briefly acknowledged the rest of the Beowolves falling toward him before raising his overcharged Revo-blade.
He pulled the trigger, and immediately turned to jump into the mosh pit near the school gates.
The overcharged bullet whizzed towards the falling Beowolves in a blinding flash of light, and quickly dispersed into a lethal cloud of flames, which roasted the Beowolves like some terrible mid-air furnace.
