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Moment of Awesome - Alison Blaire/Dazzler: During the Baltimore crab attack, Dazzler and Cyclops get creative.


The crabs had tactics.

Alison did not know how, and did not know why, but she did know one thing for certain: She hated it. So. So much. It was the worst.

"I hate this."

And then a crab flew over her head, crashing into a nearby building.

Shards of concrete and shell peppered Scott's face, leaving him reeling for a moment as he took a step back, a hand instinctively lifting to cover his face before red blasts of energy scythed through the air, clearing the debris raining down on their position as the X-man turned back to the crabs, jumping back immediately to avoid a pointed foot from piercing through him before he was forced to duck and twist away to slide under a pair of pincers. No matter what he did they seemed to be there to keep him from finding his footing long enough to attack. Being stuck on the defensive was not his preferred combat style, not at all. "Can you do something to buy me a few seconds to try something new? Otherwise they're just gonna keep wearing us down."

Despite the utterly poor timing of it, Alison couldn't help but cock an eyebrow involuntarily. "Uh... maybe?" She was already running a pretty high tempo; pushing it harder would start to be dangerously exhausting. The faster the moves, the harder to keep your feet and all that.

Still, it wasn't like she had a better idea at this point. The crabs had shown themselves to be remarkably adept blind-fighters, and their armored exo-whatevers they had were annoying laser resistant. For anything else she was going to have to get... creative.

The song playing on her phone kicked up-tempo, and her body moved to match with barely a twinge of protest. I've got... maybe three minutes like this, she realized, and got started, shifting from the big sweeping punchy lasers from her palms to a more sharpshooter style, using a hand cocked like a gun to fire pencil-thin lasers out of one finger.

Maybe if she could hit a joint or two she'd start to turn some of this around.

It was like watching a fireworks show, lasers filling the air around the girl as Scott was forced to take a step back, one arm coming up to shade his gaze as he took a deep breath. Holding it for a moment before letting it flow out of his lungs as he let his gaze shift forward, narrowing as dark eyes flicked around.

A small smile curled up the corner's of Scott's mouth as a barrage of red blasts sallied forth, weaving through the lightshow that Alison was putting on. Where better to hide an attack than in plain sight. The crabs had shown they could work together, but he'd been doing this for longer. Force blasts tore through walls and roofs, starting a cascade that dropped an avalanche of debris onto the crabs. Those that were fast enough to avoid the rain found themselves trapped in a maze, a firing lane as he inclined his head to Allison. "Care to play?"

"Ooh," Alison said, seeing exactly where this was going. "I do like the way you think. Ladies first?"

The X-man bowed, taking a step back as his arms came up to gesture towards the trapped crabs with a grin. "I wouldn't dream of being anything other than chivalrous. Ladies first by all means."

Alison quirked a lip. "I was referring to you, actually." She stuck out a tongue, obviously teasing in good faith. "Still," both of her hands began to glow a faint shade of lightning. "It would be rude to say no now."