Leashing the top dog (Mia-mini-event)

In between biology classes and in between her infirmary job she had been everywhere to work on her own development, her own dreams and her own idea. She wanted to be there to help. She did not patrol all that much but she did, after all, it was her task as a pro-hero and she could depend on the now second years to know a little bit more. She had actually been in Tokyo to set up everything she needed for the biology trip when she got a message on her phone and immediately looked at it. The pro-hero stared at it... Mia. She remembered obviously that Mia came to her for help and she was afraid of the consequences now if no one stood up for her. The whole reason why Nimue wasn't informed of the first part was that other pro-heroes had been around but now that they needed some help with something that happened to Red Horn, Nimue immediately called she would go there. She took a cab, jumped out a few streets closer by and managed to bring the grey cloak that she had for her hero outfit over her quickly braided hair to hide most of her face and to hide her hair completely. All the precautions she took for her identity. She was still very afraid and suspicious. She rubbed the make-up off her face, the reason why she hid the red markings on her face. She came always prepared and while holding her bag on her one shoulder, she grabbed the three metal pieces out of her bag. She really needed to continue training her spear craft instead of doing everything else if she wanted to do that.

Use me, ngumhlobo.

She shook her head at the fighting spirit, no not yet. She did not want to hurt Mia, she might be already in enough pain. She surely hoped the others had a better idea of what was going on but maybe, just maybe, Nimue could do something. There was no time to waste as she ran through the streets that gave her the indication of where she had to go. One more to the left, she had to make sure she could come there. She looked up at the buildings surrounding her, the noise was hard to miss. Now, there was only a way she could hope. She dropped her bag somewhere hidden when she was close by. Spear in hand, Nimue came to the scene and it took her a few seconds to adjust, adding her earpiece quickly to herself. Where to start, what to do. Mia... she thought, are you in pain? She must be, mentally maybe more so than physically but she cared about her friend and would have to see what was going on.

She did not use her quirk yet, but it might be smart to just try and calm down Mia instead of outright fighting her. She would have to be there to take the damage right. Yes, Iwayo agreed and she could always summon Lindiwe if push came to shove.

Life up until now had been pretty damn simple. Wake up, get dressed, get to work, fly around, occasionally join up with the Hounds or a fellow pro hero and help with a case, paperwork, get off work, drink, and then sleep to do it all over again. It was by far the most active lifestyle as far as it concerns her as she was getting used to the city. Hell, making a few friends at work makes things so much more enjoyable as of late. Being friends with some strong ass people makes the conversations off the clock more enjoyable as she can be more lax.Witch Doctor, Redhorn, Blue Agate, and the Hounds make life so much more than what it was. To sum it up in all of its parts? She is enjoying her life to her fullest without much protest. The only other thing of note is snagging two prospective third year students for a surprise internship to see what they're made of. It was going to be all fine and dandy.

That was the plan until today where while she was out on patrol with two other students and the hounds, Freya received a pretty panicked call on her end. At first she was more excited as it meant it was a strong ass criminal she can beat down with Mia. But things took a turn as the call got more and more dire as word of Redhorn was being pushed back. She didn't catch all the details as she headed there as soon as possible. The activity was pretty damn obvious to hear as it was akin to the sound of a walking disaster. Making a few quick stops to redirect any civilians near the zone and putting out her call to the Hounds to reassure civilian safety. Making sure to redirect the two students with her to aid in civilian protection while she did her role. But as she got closer, her blood began to run hot as she wondered who the mysterious criminal who was string enough to push her friend back and how much she was going to burn them down.

But what she bore witness to was something that was completely unexpected and dangerous as all hell. It was her drinking buddy and fellow pro hero, Redhorn going on a rampage. She was burning with rage and pulsing with power, it was the image of a demon incarnate. No sign of the villain in sight but all she can see is her friend in her beastly state. 

“What the hell, Mia?!”, Freya said as her cape of fire blew in the wind. Her expression went from excited to serious as the focus changed. It was surreal to see as she saw her friend smashing and yelling like a wild beast. In the distance she can spot a familiar face going by the name Witch Doctor and another pro hero who she hasn't formally met before. They were doing their part in trying to calm down the raging beast. But she knew that she wasn't going to go down without a little force. The Hellfire heroine quickly hopped on top of a pile of rubble near the scene and let her words be known. She wasn't scared at least one bit as she knew to be in this profession, she needed to have no fear. But she was afraid of losing her friend because god damn is she a riot. Losing her in something as stupid as this is going to make the days longer and she cant deal with that one bit.

“Yo, Redhorn!”, is what she opened up with as she made sure her words could be heard loud and clear. “This is quite the mess you made here, so how about you settle down and I’ll buy you a few dozen drinks after this!”, Freya said in her own wild voice as her fires started to burn hotter. Her fists clenched as she let her voice do the rest.

“OR DO I HAVE TO BEAT YOUR ASS DOWN TO MAKE YOU LISTEN!”

‘Stop… fucking…WACKING ME!’

Roaring out only in her mind as a guttural attempt at words flowed out of her throat into the real world, Mia’s arm slammed down through the roof of a van the goon keeping her busy had been lingering on a moment before. The thick slab of meat that was her arm slamming through the metal and warping it as easily as a knife and butter. There was only a brief struggle as Mia tried to wrench her arm from the jagged steel, before wrenching what must have been half of the van’s frame work away just to free her arm, whirling around as her bright yellow eyes, almost seeming to produce their own glimmering stream along with her horn, tried to lock onto her target once more, her mouth hanging agape as heavy, fog producing breaths puffed out of her one after another. Arms heaving by her sides as she tried to find her target again.

Mia’s brain was far gone… what little control she had behind the martini of chemicals frying her brain was used in just trying not to hurt anyone. In her mind. This thing was causing her to be like this. If she could grab it. If she could squash it. If she could… KILL…it…! It’d be over! It’d all be over. This sensation like she was going to burst out of her own god damn skin would end or… Or muramasa. The big guy. Like this she could win! She could tear him down! She could break him apart! SHE JUST NEEDED TO GET RID OF THIS PEST!

The goon himself? Time of his life by the looks of things. He was breathing heavily, and every motion by now had him a hair from death but… that was paradise for an adrenaline junkie like him, brushing back his already slicked back hair with a cocky slant to his stance, hopping left and right ready to move again. “Aw whazza matter big girl? Getting’ frustrated with yer playdate?~” He’d chime out, half thinking this beast didn’t even understand what he was saying at this point but… ah who the fuck cared. He was having a good time and her being a brainless shit wasn’t gonna stop that. What might stop it was what came next… the arrival of the do-gooders.

Ugh. It wasn’t like they hadn’t accounted for this but it seemed they were playing the ‘good guy card’. Something, again Muramasa’s goons expected, but the way more boring option for this little speedster. He darted back a little as he saw Mia approaching again out the corner of his eye, a steaming fist slamming down into the tarmac so deep Mia fell to her knee and found half her forearm embedded in the road, Growling and roaring out in frustration for a moment, until the shouting voices of her fellow heroes started to sound through.

Serperior… who the FUCK made your smarmy ass the leader of the ‘voice of reason’ club!? Even in a brief moment of calm the grimace Mia’s beastly features held when Serperior attempted to speak to her made it clear to the goon that Mia was at the very least ‘not a fan’ of that particular pro… good… noted…

Next up on the scene. Hellhound… this was a voice Mia could listen to… a dim-witted chuckle almost seemed to sound between her growls as she was threatened with an ass whoopin… her arm idly tugged at the tarmac, trying to pull herself free and as she seemed to be mildly calming as the consequences of being surrounded by heroes settled into her chemical soaked brain, that became a more possible task, the veins on her muscles starting to ease and her arm finding an easier time easing free. The golden shimmer from her eyes starting to dim down as her growls eased…

Nope. Not gonna be that easy.

The goon that none of the heroes had bothered to separate from Red Horn zipped forward, delivering a sharp kick to her face in a roundhouse fashion, wincing as it felt like literally trying to kick through a brick wall with what he could only assume was somehow LESS give. The moment he was back on two feet, he legged it. Right for the least favourite of Mia’s co-workers. At least, as far as he could tell.

A sharp sting across her cheek and her target locked on again. The veins bulged, her eyes burned, and clasping onto the nearest thing her arm could find, Mia began to wrench her arm from the ground.

GRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!

A hand wrapped around the now warped metal of an under-street pipeline, Mia dragged it out through the tarmac and forced her energy through it like the natural flow of a wave, the metal not only torn out of the street where she stood but the metal arching up out of the tarmac for meters along. The speed goon leapt over Serperior, flipping him the bird and kicking off the ground far behind his scaley lower end, rushing out of the scene as Serperior would feel the tarmac beneath him erupt with this long metal appendage Mia had appropriated burst from the ground.

“HURT-!” She managed to bellow out, her body felt like it was on fire and yet SOMEHOW all she could focus on was the stinging in her cheek.If the rest of her body was on fire than there was a fucking sun resting on her cheek at this point. With the piping up in the air, she whipped it down like… well, a whip, the metal structure slamming back down into the road, snapping further down the line as water burst out onto the broken street, tarmac cracking and firing in different directions as jagged metal slammed back into the road. “BREAK!”

Too much was happening at the same time. She was trying to get Mia's attention but she should have opened her mouth. She stared at Serperior and Hellhound. Great... absolutely great. She wasn't one to take commands, she was sure the other two were better at that and she was now left behind as Mia jumped away to go after Freya. For fuck sake, the doctor swore. The thing was that she had thought for a second that Mia would click, that she would recognize her but the red brute obviously had focus issues, she should have known that. She wanted to run when she heard it. She came to a halting stop for seconds and pushed her earpiece to make contact with a voice she would always recognize. Her eyes shot shortly from blue to red but it was easily missed.

The painter.

She would never forget the terrified faces of the students outside and the awful stab wounds from the rusty knife that the redhaired student had, she had just started at Yuuei and now she was there. "Anyone already on their way?" She rushed that way, lucky for her it was the same way as Mia. She heard Elise in her ear piece, Paw Might. "If he needs backup, I will be there." She knew for sure that Elise would understand that she did not meant medical, Elise could do that and she focused her attention on Mia again. She couldn't make that jump and she blinked when someone appeared next to her. She moved to her left and almost slammed the spear into the girl but stood still and stared at the girl with her blue eyes. "Get out," But she was introduced to an ex-student and stared at the white haired girl. "Jasmine?" But she disappeared last year, she remembered that she had looked after her during the sports festival. She screwed up her face and shook her head. "No, it's far too danger-" But she cut off herself and looked at the situation, "Stay behind me and do as I say, no matter what I say." She said while gritting her teeth and she indicated for Jasmine to follow her and stay behind her, she was going to interrupt Mia. She needed Jasmine close there, after all, Mia didn't recognize her.

"Serperior, Hellhound, someone needs to save the ambulance there, I believe the path is blocked. I would also like you two to stop smacking her in the face or something, it will only make her blood boil more and it will be the opposite effect. We need to clear the area and keep her here. She needs to find something calm and soothing. I am going to try something." God why was she so slow. She looked at Jasmine one more moment and hoped her idea was a correct one as she slipped in front of Mia her way towards Freya and grabbed the taller woman her wrist. "Mia." She whispered as they stood literally face to face, she risked her name, whispering it and hoped that it would be covered by the rest of the sounds, the water, the ambulance, everything. "Try it now." Was more to Jasmine, but she could not find a way to do anything else. She hoped the girl was just as much aware as Nimue that fighting Mia wouldn't help.

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Mia in full rage was something Freya never saw until now. She is used to her kicking the daylights out of her or drinking a pool of booze but never her in an enraged state. Despite her gusto and attitude of course the hellfire heroine was scared for her damn life as she was staring at her friend twisted in rage. Hell, she’d follow Nimues footsteps if she were any wiser but her way of doing things weren't exactly sane to anyone's benefit. Soft words and actions can work on many a raging behemoth but not Mia, she’s not the type to be coddled in a situation like this. The best one can do is roar back and see how she reacts in turn and that's what exactly Freya is doing despite her colleagues words and concerns. Mostly to Serperior who had some bite to his words as he went and did his part. 

“Talking high and mighty for a talking lizard! Offer the gal some meat and see how she reacts!” She yelled in response as snake eyes went for the bite. One may think its effective but knowing Mia and her tolerance to alcohol, a bit of poison ain't going to get to her unless it puts her to sleep. His words did strike a nerve as he went all high and mighty about their profession,” Heroes do their damn job and this aint a villain, this is my fucking friend you’re on about! Now unless you wanna keep talking out of your scaley ass, you leave the big league work for the professionals!”, she said as the goon started to wake up. She was of course a bit annoyed and simply dangled him once again. “Shut up cue ball”, kicking him in the head to knock him out once again. Nimue called to attention about an ambulance in need and Freya was the fastest one out of them. Of course, she jumped on the opportunity since she was never one to ignore saving lives.

“Witch Doctor, I’ll get to the ambulance and be back in a bit, just don't try and have too much fun without me”, she activates her quirk as she starts to float in the air with her flames. Quickly turning in the air and blasting way down the street as she carried the knocked out goon in her hand. He wasn't going to be any use since Mia now has a new found rage for this goon,  “To all available units,this is Hellhound. I request immediate pick up of a suspect involved in the cause of this disaster.Prepare quickly since this guy is a runner. I will rendezvous up at the nearest ambulance, over”,she says as jets down the street through the desolated city blocks that Mia properly pulverized by her own might. It took a few moments for her to find the ambulance in question, it was relatively fine but the bridge above them wasn't going to hold for long.

“Give me a break here!”, she mutters to herself as she increases her speed and as soon as the rubble starts to fall onto the ambulance, she kicks the rubble out of the way.  They of course were stopped since a piece of rubble fell in their way but she hopped that her words got them to go quickly.“Get a move on! This thing won't hold for long!”, she exclaimed as she kicked another piece of rubble out of the air. If the ambulance heard that and did what they were told Freya would create an impromptu blockade to warn people about the bridge.

She’d take a moment to catch her breath as another truck that had the insignia of The Hounds barreling in and coming to a stop. Some exchanges of jokes were made but time was a bit short as she handed them Speedy Gonzales. “ Keep a watchful eye on this one, the guy thinks he’s the blue blur out here. Lock his legs if you have to...”, she said to them as she tosses him into the back of the truck. Salutes and words of courage were exchanged and they were off to another part of the town where they received another call about a Family in need of pick up.

As soon as the coast was clear, she jetted her way back to where the others were. “Lets just hope Mia doesn't make herself a new snakeskin wallet before I get back..” she says to herself as she increases her flames output to speed up.