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Post by Yumi on Apr 13, 2020 18:15:00 GMT -4
Looks like a few select interns were getting the rough end of todays tasks, at least as far as they were concerned. With a rampaging Oni down one end of the neighbourhood, and a bolsterous titan down another, and carnage left in each of their wake, it was up to this crew to pick up the scraps and go to town on them. In the state of heightened danger and with other heroes possibly unable to make it to the scene, Reddarc, Feng, and Angel had each been granted special permission by a passing hero, recognizing them as UA students, to take on any of the remaining members of Muramasa's cult of rage that had flowed into the streets.
They were unfocused, and without a clear goal. Muramasa had quite literally ordered them to 'let loose' and to interpret his order as they will. Some didn't even seem to have quirks, and heck, some didn't even seem to be from his group. The rampage in the streets having lead to anyone opportunistic enough to start looting stores and grabbing what they could in the chaos of it all. It was up to these three potent interns to see what they could quell before the 'real' heroes showed up.
For now there were no big names, just a borderline sea of rampant men and women, some young enough to be the same age as the students if not younger, all of them flooding in and out of alleyways trying to do whatever they could to cause a ruckus. It was very clear none of them had the training these kids would have experienced over their past two years at UA however, and this was their time to really show themselves, the world, and maybe a little importantly to some of them, the heroes they'd be holding back the tide for how far they'd come.
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Post by Angel Surami on Apr 13, 2020 19:26:27 GMT -4
| A ngel couldn't believe this was happening! During her internship with Red Horn she had seen her quirk begin to effect her body as she truly pushed herself,and this had caused Angel to wonder what would happen if that transformation had been completed and she hadn't calmed down. Apparently that exact situation was what was occurring now as Red Horn was on a mindless rampage through Tokyo City leaving destruction in her wake as she went. What made things worse was that some cult leader was also on a rampage through the city and had told all of his goons to lay waste to it the best that they could! This was where the junior heroes of U.A. came in! They along with a couple pros had been called upon,given permission to use their quirks and then split into three separate groups. One group was focused on rescuing civilians,one was focused on taking down Red Horn herself and the last was told to try and take down as many goons as they could and do their best to quell the chaos in the streets! This last group was the group that Angel had been placed into along with her fellow students Red and Feng. As soon as Angel had been given her orders and told where to go she instantly took to the sky knowing she most likely had the best chance of reaching the scene first! Once Angel reached her destination at her top speed she knew that the three heroes were going to have a long day ahead of them as she saw quite a few large groups of thugs coming out of the Alleys and begin to bust up shop displays, cars and whatever they could get their hands on. If the makeshift trio didn't put a stop to this soon the entire city would get over run! "It's hero time!"As Angel yelled this to get the goons attention she would fire a volley of 10 feathers from each wing down at a cluster of 10 goons shoulders to pin them by their shirts to nearby cars,dumpsters and wooden light poles as she landed hard causing a small crater to form under her feet at her landing point much like how Red Horn herself did upon landing. Once Angel stood tall she grabbed her Triple P from her right hip and just grinned at a group of 10 more goons who glared at her causing Angel to grin. "Are we gonna stand around all day or are we gonna fight!?"This taunted led five of the goons to rush Angel at once as the young hero spun her parasol weapon around her index finger to gain momentum. Once the goons got closer Angel quickly dashed forward and used her parasol to sweep the feet out of from under one of them before spinning on her left heel and using her right foot to kick the goon in the chest sending him flying back and into a trash can causing the can to tip over onto him. She then would use her weapon to deflect a punch each from two other goons by swinging her weapon into the punches sending the two off balance just long enough to knock both over their heads with a wide swing of her parasol. This was when the goons began to get wise as a couple goons holding chains spun said chains and attempted to rip Angel's weapon from her hand,but luckily for Angel she was way stronger then these mere goons and just spread her wings to take to the air spinning her body quickly causing the two to lose their grip and be sent flying into a nearby van denting it. As Angel landed two more goons rushed her, one holding a crowbar and one holding a wooden baseball bat. To stop them in their tracks Angel fired a feather at both of their weapon hands causing them to drop the bat and crowbar. She then turned her parasol sideways and rushed into the goons slamming them into a shop's outer wall. "If the other two don't get here soon they are gonna miss out on all the fun!" |
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Post by Elise Von Eisenberg on Apr 16, 2020 8:35:36 GMT -4
| | Let the performance begin~ | The Conductor Appears! | It was supposed to have been a peaceful day, the type of day where she could work her shift, go home and indulge herself in another marathon of sending adorable messages to Tetsuko, or perhaps even continue the medical research she was working on. However, when the first reports came in Elise felt both anxiety and concern in equal volume. It appeared something had caused Red Horn to lose control of herself, and while several of her colleagues were already coordinating the efforts of the police to evacuate the civilians, Elise was instructed to handle the support of the Quirker-associated assets in the field. Unfortunately, it seemed her mentor was out of the office to attend an important meeting off-site.
Strapping herself in her seat at the Public Safety Commission's headquarters, Elise called into one of her most valuable allies when it came to this work. "Are you on-site Lyse?"
The slime girl, who had taken the form of the small white fox was perched on one of the nearby buildings overlooking the district in Tokyo where the chaos was currently unfolding. "Aye! I'm here Meister, connecting the MERLIN unit now~" it took only a moment for the map to be projected of the surrounding area on her device, her hands swiftly adjusting the various settings as she went to work.
"Pro-heroes are en-route to Red Horn's current position, meanwhile another force is moving to intercept Muramasa. Seems they were short on hands so their interns have been given clearance to assist in the rescue efforts. For now let's focus on those. Any update on their locations?" the fox soon chimed in response to the question. "It appears Red-chan is en-route to the location and will arrive soon, likewise for his schoolmate, one of them is already there and... engaging the enemy?"
Lyse's confused tone made Elise alter the view of the map, zooming in through the camera to showcase a winged hero-in-training to unleash a flurry of sharpened feathers at the criminals. "Phew, she should take a part-time job in acupuncture." Lyse chimed playfully from the view up above, but Elise seemed much less amused than her clone.
Indeed, the sight of Angel taunting the goons and quite aggressively stopped the goons, going as far as slamming them into the outer wall of a shop and then playfully stating that if her companions didn't arrive soon that they would miss the 'fun' Elise raised a hand to her forehead and sighed audibly. "Angel-san, please do not forget your assigned objective. You have been deputized as a result of an emergency situation and tasked with protecting the rescue efforts and saving civilians who weren't able to get away in time. Your actions will be highly criticized by the media in the wake of this incident and considering your overly provocation taunts and the liability this property damage causes will only instigate further anti-hero sentiments. Please refrain from overly aggressive tactics and keep property damage to a minimum or I will be forced to report this to your disciplinary teacher and the pro-hero in charge of you. Not that this will happen again, You are after all a 'Angel of Mercy', correct?"
With her warning given Elise turned her focus back on Lyse who was currently in the midst of moving to a nearby antenna pole near one of the nearby buildings, a two-floors store. "Meister, we got a problem here, a child and their mother are hiding on the second floor of a nearby grocery store, they haven't been spotted yet but several of Muramasa's subordinates are obstructing their chance to escape!"
Problematic, but... "Angel-san, once the others arrive I will need you to coordinate your efforts, there are civilians on the second floor of the grocery store at the corner of the street you're on, too much to handle swiftly on your own, and I see another wave of Muramasa's subordinates incoming. You can't let them get past this point, the evacuation procedures are still ongoing and will be threatened if they reach them."
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A mother and her child are hiding upstairs in a grocery store nearby, they haven't been found yet but Muramasa's goons are rampaging in the store and will set it on fire in 3 rounds from the point Red and Feng joined if they aren't engaged, however a second wave of goons is heading toward the rescue area, if they aren't stopped bad things might happen there~ | +700 WORDS
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Post by Arthur "Reddarcc" Hunter on Apr 17, 2020 8:28:39 GMT -4
........Why cant I just have a normal internship? We were so close with the first one, the hell kinda luck do I have? Red would ask himself, jumping from rooftop to rooftop as fast as he could to keep up with Freya and Feng. He knew he was doing fine but there was a certain urgency to their movements right now, due to no small part to the situation they were being presented with......It didnt really seem all that real, honestly. Mia, Losing? Going berserk cause of some musclebound dickhead pushing her to the limit? Something wasnt right, but he couldnt put his finger on it......or didnt want to figure it out thanks to some.....recent developments he'd had to go through.
The day had started pretty normal, really....well, normal for him, that is. He didnt figure that many people would find the Hounds normal but they seemed like some pretty cool people. Freya had picked him and Feng out for an internship, apparently, and was just showing them around the place, explaining things pretty quick, probably cause she was legally mandated to do that for the internship. Red understood why she'd probably hate the spiel, Mia'd kinda dodged it too.....and he really prefered that kinda style for this stuff.
Thats when the call came in. Some massive villian had started a riot or something in Tokyo, and Mia was already on the way. Freya got a smile on her face and told em to get ready, and within a couple minutes they were both stepping off to go help.....But, they werent going too fast.
After all, Mia was already over there, so she probably had it handled, right? So, Freya started laying the basic ground rules for what they'd be doing, what him and Feng could do, yadda yadda, all the boring stuff. It basically amounted to "Just dont be a dumbarse and i'll let ya do whatever", Pretty similar to his previous internship....and thats when the second call came in.
Mia was losing. Badly, according to whoever was on the other end. That alone was enough for shock all of em, and any idle chatter got blown to the wind as they picked up the pace, but the latter part of the call was the weirdest part......Mia was going crazy. No one knew why, but apparently she'd ended up going crimson, her horn shell had cracked off, and she was rampaging around, fucking the city up. So it was gonna have to be up to everyone else to handle the situation....and they were so short-handed that he was gonna have to help out. Though, to be fair, he probably would have gone to help anyway.
Considering that Freya had been giving them the spiel as they went, Red didnt have her comm frequency or anything, so he wouldnt be able to talk to her after they split up. All he knew was that she wanted him to cover for the rescue guys, make sure none of the Villians riot squad got to terrorize anymore civilians, and then she broke off to go help Mia. As much as he wanted to go with her.....he figured that he'd just get in the way. After all, Mia could probably snap him in two before this, so now? He didnt wanna think about how bad his corpse would end up looking.
Besides, Someone had to make sure no punks got to the rescue guys and made their job harder, so as soon as Freya pointed out where everything was and broke off, he blasted off in that direction. He managed to get his own frequency to Feng, so he could talk to her atleast, but BOY was he about to go into this situation blind. A quick scan of the area as he got there gave him a pretty good idea of how bad it was. It was pretty much a riot, goons breaking shit, fires, broken buildings, a white fox on top of a building.....Wait a sec.....a white fox?
"Huh....thats weird, Hey Feng im gonna check this out real quick, you keep goin, I'll be with ya in a sec." Red'd tell her, spinning around a light pole and jumping in said foxes direction. It was moving too, heading towards an antenna pole or something. It didnt take too long to catch up though, grabbing onto the pole and hanging just below where the fox was. "Hey, you friendly? See you aint wreckin shit so I figured i'd check." He'd ask, and it turn out that she was very, very friendly.
She let him have the right comm channel, gave him the status of the situation, and let him know about a couple of people trapped in the grocery store close by. Really helpful stuff. "Alright, got it. I've gotta give Feng the frequency first, Tell Angel to deal with the guys on the way, Me and Feng can go and grab the family and book it, that sound good?" He'd quickly decide, jumping away towards the store once he got an answer....boy he hoped Angel could handle it on her own for a bit while they did this, hopefully it didnt take too long.
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Post by Feng "Fei" Yao on Apr 17, 2020 15:29:01 GMT -4
“Now this is what I’m talking about! The kind of action I was itching for a year!”, Feng grinned as she jumped from rooftop to rooftop. Following Red and surveying the action that is going on as they headed towards the next location. It was the only thing that kept her from panicking about the whole ordeal. It was surreal to see all of this happening and to hear that Redhorn is apparently losing. Well it might as well be a fabrication unless she actually see’s it with her own two eyes. The only reports that she caught was someone equally as muscled and that Redhorn is going berserk. It was all worrying but she didn't have time to deal with that as she needed to focus on the task at hand.
Rewinding a bit to the start of the day and it was the typical start of a regular internship involving students from UA. Which means being forcefully drafted by the Hellfire Heroine Hellhound and the Hounds for another internship. But setting aside the whole sudden draft, the Hounds and Heroine herself were relatively cool ass people. They are the last people who seem like they were capable of doing the work they do with their banter and brand of idiocy that rivals UA. Their way of explaining and showing them the ropes were really easy to understand. Though they felt a bit rushed, she preferred Redhorns type of explanation to this.
Then the call came in and she swore the entire room went silent as they received it. A massive villain is causing some trouble in the Tokyo area and Hellhound was the first one to suit up. She heard some rumors about something between Redhorn and her but nothing ever came from that. It was only a couple of minutes and they were already off.
While it wasn't any sense of urgency due to the fact that it is Redhorn. But Freya started to lay out the ground rules for Red and her. Which can be summed up as, “Don't be an idiot and I’ll let you do whatever”. Which echoes Blacktooth and Red Horns internship...which is pretty effective and fun for the most part. But things got serious when another call came in that the number one hero is getting pushed back. She looked to her teacher for a moment on the way there and she had a look of excitement and worry on her face.
The situation was getting bad from what she caught . It got worse as the atmosphere got heavy as the more of the call came in. Hearing the words “ Redhorn going on a rampage” is perhaps the most horrifying scenario she has ever heard in her life. She saw what she can do in action and if that is going mad then the villain must be a tough bastard to push her this far. It came down to every single hero in the area to go and help. By far the most despair inducing situation she has ever been in her life...and she still would have run off to help them all.
The usual spiel was given before Freya let both of them off their leash. She takes a moment to get the communications info of the Hounds as Hellhound flew off before she could ask. Red immediately ran off but she gave him her frequency. She went in the same direction but wanted to do as much as she could. To help those in danger and stuck under debris, to take out any thugs or criminals to pose a threat. She needed everything in her power to help, a part of her wanted to fight Redhorn but recalling what she can do. She might as well be a warped spring in her palms with the state she is in.
The rush was taking over as I went down a street that was the picture of mayhem. Thugs and Goons everywhere, citizens running in fear, rubble and debris everywhere. She kicked a few stranglers out and saved a few as she followed behind Red. Calling in to the Hounds in the rescue effort. Her eyes can see a lot better than she thought as a quick glance of the area shows the amount of damage already done. Red chimed in with something about a White Fox, “Gotcha, just don't keep a girl waiting too long. I’ll keep busy in the meantime”. She with her usual attitude.
As the call ended, she saw a few more cultists, about five to eight of them rushing down a street and few civilians failing to escape. She jumped into the Freya and fought them off as the bystanders made their escape. Outnumbered, she quickly used her speed to even the odds by knocking out a few of them immediately. But the more resilient ones posed more of a challenge as they were armed. Few nicked her on the arms but it was nothing serious as she kicked them aside. She radio’d the Hounds for back up to pick up the goons but it was difficult due to help being short staffed. To make things easier, she tried them up with some capture tape she had on hand.
“Quite the mess this has become”, Fei chimed in her head as Feng directed all civilians to the appropriate areas. “[smear:#12882e]Is this the kind of life you want to live, Feng?...Yep and I'm damn well ready to live it[/smear:#bd1f19:0]”, The voices in her head were having some odd banter as she was doing her work. It kept her from breaking down from the sheer severity of the situation. Then Red chimed in and boy was she glad to hear his voice again. The real show as about to begin and she has someone she can trust with her so all will be well.
“Gotcha. I’ll head over to where you are soon. Just say the word I’ll do what I can”
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Apr 17, 2020 16:42:50 GMT -4
Was this what Niso wanted? She wasn't a fan.
She flashed back to earlier, when one of Muramasa's higher ranking men had approached her, telling her what was going to happen. At first, she thought Muramasa was crazy; fighting the number 1 hero was one thing, she didn't care about that, have fun with that all you want, but sending everyone out to do whatever the fuck they wanted? A few of them, sure, but the whole group? Well, she didn't care about fighting the hero... hell, it sounded like a good idea, even... not one she could have done, but the idea of bringing down the heroes was a nice idea.
How did she feel about the heroes? She wasn't like the rest of the people in the villain chat that wanted to see the system brought down, but she didn't like them, either... for one, they were essentially cops, and cops were always bad news. But the idea that they were saving anybody was funny... where the hell were they when she needed help? Why should anyone else be saved when she never got to be?
Luzia's eyes narrowed at that thought, looking down at the crowds below her. She had the opportunity to get her favorite outfit again, a dress, a corset over it, thigh-highs, garterstraps, and, of course, the cloak, the second best part of the outfit. She thought of Niso again as she watched the Cult of Rage wreak havoc; was this what he wanted? Everyone to destroy everything in sight, to stomp over people to get where they wanted to go? She wasn't a fan... destroying things was actually more fun than she had thought; she had learned this recently, with practicing her quick, and how far she could push it. She didn't hate it at all, actually; she kind of liked the sound of breaking glass and shattering stone, and even metal bending, at least when she did it... the sound itself was nice, but even more was the feeling that she did it, that she was strong now to destroy things like that. But, honestly, maybe it was because she was an artist, but she liked creating more, drawing and painting more than breaking or shattering. Both were good, but between the two, she liked creating more. It felt more like she was leaving a mark on the world than just breaking stuff, plus it was just plain fun.
But still, she wondered if this was what Niso had in mind, or if it was something else. He always talked about following her whims, and doing whatever she felt like doing... it made sense enough to her that Niso would feel the same about everyone else. Did everyone just want to break things and kill people? Hell, not even she wanted to kill people, at least, most of the time... it was just something she couldn't help, her anger getting too much for her and making her vent it out.
At that thought, she turned her head to a small box sitting next to her on the edge of the rooftop. It was closed, but she knew what was inside it: Rage. Probably the only drug in the world that she didn't like. One of Muramasa's guys made it for her, gave it to her as a just in case measure, telling her that she could use it if she wanted, that it was her choice... and honestly, she didn't want to. She didn't like to be angry, especially not as angry as that made her... that was the sort of angry that made her need to kill, that was when everything turned red. Muramasa was teaching her to be in more control...
Sighing deeply, she flicked the box gently, tipping it over the edge to fall to the street below, disappearing into the crowd and probably breaking the vial as soon as it hit the ground. Even though she didn't like it, it was too tempting to use; feeling anything, even anger, was better than feeling nothing. She had to get rid of it, just because she was trying to be more in control.
Turning her eyes back to the ground, still leaning on the edge of the roof and blanketed in darkness, Luzia watched the crowd. Idly, she wondered, would Niso be proud of her? She wasn't exactly kicking a habit, but... for some reason it felt like she was.
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Post by Yumi on Apr 18, 2020 7:09:48 GMT -4
Seemed the interns were putting their best foot forward. Deputized in an emergency perhaps and a bit... over-zealous in some cases, this was not the time to be worrying about the consequences of their public image however. Now was the time to be a hero in whatever form that took for each of them. With a strong set of trained skills behind them and the watchful eye of a former student keeping them to that training, it seemed the goons filling the streets today were in for a world of hurt with any of the shit they were gonna be pulling.
Angel, out on the open streats, would continue to hold back the tide. A great effort to ensure the true pros didn't get overhwelmed. From what she was experiencing so far it was abundantly clear that most of Muramasa's followers were weak kids and young adults, effectively throwing temper tantrums because they couldn't just rage out like this in the past. People who felt society did them the smallest slight, and that they should hurt or even kill those responsible for... well, what would truly amount to their own mistakes. That isn't to say every Rager was like this however, but the vast majority easily registered as 'canon fodder'... a curious question may be, did Muramasa also consider them lambs to the slaughter?
Red was barely on the scene, and Feng was busy putting her best leg forward into the goon's faces, but it seemed they had possible plans to convene soon enough. A mother and child trapped in a grocery store? Certainly a job for some young aspiring heroes wouldn't you say?
It was a terrifying situation for them personally to say the least. A regretful mother having recently moved her store to Tokyo, hoping for more customers and easier access to a better life for her child... in this day and age? She felt she should have known. Villainy had been steadily on the rise. Anti-quirk attacks from Semper Fi, and more rampant, almost public villainy on display at the docks of Shinagawa... she held her child close in her arms, hearing a window smash downstairs and holding him tighter. They'd move back out to musutafu, buy back their old store. It... it'd take some time, maybe a loan but-
"...Mom it's okay." The child said, an odd lack of fear in his voice, but a definite absence of the boundless hope and optimism a child might typically display, the sounds downstairs getting to him too. "The heroes are gonna save us right? That's what they do right?"
"... Of course Baby. Of course." She nodded quietly into her son's hair, her back pressed against a crate of supplies, the two of them tucked away in the back end of a storage room. "It's all gonna be okay." She almost parroted back, trying to keep her son from a panic as she let out words she wasn't quite sure she personally believed.
The ground floor was a small group, no more than 5, breaking through the windows with their elbows and clambering inside. Ugh. A grocery store? They'd been hoping for something a little more at least... the sweet aisle wasn't even any of the good brands... ah fuck it... they could light the place up and see what happens right!?~ A good show for the boss! One of their number was twitching with excitement, deep, pulsating red veins up his left hand side, a clear indicator of 'The Rage' flowing through him, the talk of lightning this place up the only thing delaying him from tearing it apart with his bare hands.
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"Seems everything's going according to plan..."
Stepping along the quiet rooftop... or, well, quiet compared to the chaos down below, the gentle footsteps of a tall, lanky fellow, wearing a red Hood and a primarily simple white mask with sharp, black markings, approached the Pinkette lingering on the rooftop above the chaos. He'd narrowly managed to observe her kick aside the Rage that Muramasa had offered everyone here today. From experience with Muramasa herself, Luzia would know this man as 'Chesire'. Not a member of Muramasa's Ragers but... an outside contractor if you will. Muramasa offered an opportunity to really test the heroes on this day, and so Chesire offered his powers in turn to make things more difficult.
"Don't worry. I won't tell your boss you refused his gift... if anything I think he'd be quite pleased. He's an oddly intellectual fellow that brute..." Standing tall for a moment Chesire rested his hands linked behind his back, looking over the chaos... no true heroes had arrived on the scene yet but... give it time. He was sure enough that he'd be putting some of them to the test before long, and he'd much rather not get in the way of a man who could have arranged all this to begin with... "Knowing him he'd probably be appreciative that you maintained a sense of your own mind in this mess..."
Crouching low, he examined the streets more closely... whent he signs of more direct combat met his eyes, scoffing from behind his mask and gesturing idly to bring Luzia's attention tot he chaos in the streets, a fiery legged heroine and a winged pinkette both battling against the horders of raging goons filling the streets below. "Look at them... children playing hero... things must certainly be in a dire situation with the big 'numero uno' out of control for them to turn to children..."
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Post by Angel Surami on Apr 18, 2020 19:31:10 GMT -4
| A s Angel continued to take on the rather angry thugs that just kept on rushing her to get themselves knocked out she suddenly heard a familiar voice in her ear that she knew was a former student at U.A. named Elise! It seemed that she was the one coordinating everyone's efforts on this troubling day. Angel decided to just listen silently as the coordinating general began to scold her for the property damage she had caused and and for using a bit too much force on the thugs she was taking down saying that once the situation was reported on that it would hurt the civilian's public opinion on heroes even throwing Angel's hero name into things. As a couple of thugs rushed her Angel just dropped down and sweeped their legs out from under them so they fell to the ground. "You got it boss! I'll make sure not to hurt them too bad. Just trying to keep their anger and attention focused on me so I can bottle neck them away from the rescue efforts!" Once she answered Angel put her attention back to the goons that were still coming from the alleys and down the street. Seeing all of the cultists coming out of the wood work caused Angel to sigh as she allowed three to rush her at once and then using the same leg sweep to knock one off his feet before grabbing him and tossing him at his friends to knock all three down. The thugs seeing this began to wise up and decided to rush her in a large group of five. Luckily Angel had a plan for this and just flapped her wings as hard as she could to create a large and powerful gust of wind to knock them all on their backs. As she did this she heard her coordinating general chime back in saying that when the other two of the makeshift trio arrived they would need to coordinate their efforts as their were a couple civilians trapped in a nearby grocery store filled with thugs. Before Angel could offer her assistance both Red and Feng chimed in saying that they would take care of it and try and be quick. As this was happening a group of six thugs surrounded Angel in a circle. To deal with this Angel quickly jumped onto her hands and quickly spun on them while spreading her legs out to do a windmill type circle leg strike knocking the six down. Once back on her feet Angel took a deep breath as the thugs hesitated a bit before continuing to strike which gave Angel time to answer. "You two take your time! Make sure the civilians are nice and safe! I can do this all day! Though how about after all this is over we go get a bite to eat? My treat!"As Angel spoke it was clear that she was trying to sound confident,but it was clear that not even she could take on an entire army all on her own. Eventually either she would begin to get slower or the thugs would get a lucky shot in and begin to overwhelm her. The young hero couldn't afford to think about that now. She had a job to do and she was determined to get it done! |
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Post by Arthur "Reddarcc" Hunter on Apr 21, 2020 10:35:11 GMT -4
"I'll have you know that an expert in keepin girls waitin." Red'd joke back, as he spun around the pole he'd be using to break off from her. God it was nice to have the regular Feng back. He didnt know how much he'd missed what she was like during the whole uhhh....depression phase? Or something close to that, whatever it was that had been annoying her til a couple weeks back. Weird that he couldnt remember how his talk with her had actually gone but it must have gone well if she was back to normal.....better than normal, really, but he wasnt about to tell her that.....Plus he'd probably regret saying it in a couple weeks. But enough of that, he had a fox to talk to....a very, very familar fox.
"...Wait...That voice....Lyse, that you? You tryin a new look out or somethin?" Red would realise, once she actually started talked. Was hard to recognise her, since she usually looked like Elise, form what he remembered back when she was at UA. Still, it was nice to see a friendly face, especially when everything around them was going to hell. But, it was his job to fix that, and he couldnt be wasting time catching up, so he'd just salute her like a dumbarse as a farewell and jump back towards Fengs direction....Boy had she been busy while he'd been doing that.
"Hey Feng, set up another frequency, We got a new one we'll need to listen in on." Red'd call down to her, after she responded to him and started following him again. He wasnt sure how the headset she'd been given worked, but he figured most radios had the ability to set up an additional channel to atleast listen in while you were talking on another one. It'd be better than constantly switching between the two anyway, since Feng was calling in the hounds to cleam up the goons she'd been knocking to the bloody floor.
"Aight, so while Angels holding off the majority of the goons on her own, we're gonna be savin a kid and his mum, stuck in that grocery store there. I know you like beating the shit outta things but I got a different plan for ya." He'd explain to her, pointing towards said grocery store up ahead. There wasnt that many guys going inside, but Red couldnt be sure if there were more in there or if that was it. Either way, they needed to be quick about this, poor bastards were probably terrified right now.
"So, the plan....its pretty simple really. I know you're better at being sneaky than I am after you fuckin chased me over those rooftops, so you'll be sneaking past these guys to get the family, while I distract em by being a very annoying bastard. You know, my specialty." He'd joke, with a cheeky shit grin on his face. All he needed to do was keep all the goons busy while Feng dashed her way past. They couldnt dawdle after all, they had an entire part of the city to fuckin hold off, but he wasnt about to leave a kid that was probably terrified behind. He couldnt leave anyone behind. Not again.
"By the way, here, for your arms." Red'd tell her, throwing a pouch with a couple bandages in it to her. It wouldnt do much in the way of healing, but it'd atleast stop her bleeding a bit, wouldnt want her to end up with an infection or anything. They had the time to get fixed up right now, might as well take the chance.....they might not get another one after all, especially not in this kind of situation. "Oh, and while you're sneaking past, could you grab some sweets or a snack for the kid? He'll probably like it, I can pay the owners once we get em out, just lemme know how much it is afterwards." He'd ask, with a little grin on his face.
"Just wait til you hear a signal or something and then head in....You'll probably be able to tell when." Red'd tell her, with an almost predatory grin on his face. At this point, they were pretty much on top of the store, and once Feng broke off to wait for a few seconds, Red would just jump through the already broken window into the front of the store, pretty much right next to the till. Feng had her job to do, and now it was time to do his......with a smug grin on his face.
"Alright Gents, hows your day going?" Red would ask, probably catching everyones attention in rather rapid fashion...especially when the closest one tried to immediatly punch him in the face on reaction. Instead, he got a kick to the face as Red flipped backwards over the counter, looking like the weirdest store clerk in all of Tokyo, probably......as far as he was aware, there were some WEIRD places around Tokyo, he'd heard. Like where these guys came from, they looked like a cross between some weird gym guys and your standard deliquents. Hell, a couple of em only had coats on or were just shirtless.
"Wow, you must really be excited to see me mate, you wantin to buy somethin? Waitin long?" He'd joke as the guy he'd kicked started to get back up, the rest of the goons lookin for a fight but not advancing just yet....Probably because of the very, very red, pulsating man standing in the back. He looked a tad pissed off....or excited, whatever the pulsing was. Must have been his quirk or....drugs or something, think he'd seen another couple guys like that outside. Clearly, the right guy to piss off.
"Thought, to be fair, That guy back there seems real excited. He's blushing so hard that it'd make most school girls look like they just had rosey cheeks, I tell ya. Tell me, you sure nows the right time to be confessin to me, Pinky?" He'd sarcastically joke, leaning on the counter and shrugging just a little. This, of course, really annoyed that guy, and everyone else seemed pretty pissed off too. Which is why they all started to charge at him. Away from the door and windows. Perfect for Feng to waltz right in.
"Man, you guys are really eager for these snacks huh? Well, dont let me get in the way, lemme just check your stuff out......And done, that'll be 1500 yen and only a slight loss of conciousness. Would you like a bag?" Red'd finish off his little shit routine, hitting the check out button on the till so it made the check out noise. Both for comedic effect and to let Feng know the coast was clear, so she could run past. Hopefully the guys upstairs heard him and were laughing a little too, maybe that'd help em calm down.
He did push the money tray back in though, so the goons couldnt nick anything before he knocked them out, jumping back over the counter and kicking the same guy in the face again. It really wasnt that guys day, was it. Well, to be fair, it wasnt any of their days, considering Red was about to knock em all out and let the hounds send em to the slammer.
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Post by Feng "Fei" Yao on Apr 21, 2020 12:37:15 GMT -4
Feng met back up with Red as he informed her of the situation. She was curious to ask who was the one on new frequency but there wasn't exactly time for that at the moment. All he asked is to set up a new frequency with a fair point and she did so with ease. The radio chatter in her ear began to alternate at a time, one of the hounds who were being diligent with their work and the new one with a familair voice. Whoever it is, they’re an ally and they are helping with the situation.
Next order of business with Red is the situation and boy is it a dozy. Angel is off doing the run part of fending off the goons while the duo deal with a more delicate situation.Of course he knew what she was thinking and promptly called her out on it, “Wha not all the time!”, she’d reply in a joking matter with a faux expression of pouting. But she soon let the joke fly and got back to the situation at hand “If I had a dollar for every time you said that. But jokes aside tell me the deets and I’ll see what I can do”, Feng asked as they continued to maneuver through the landscape with all the commotion. Of course she was on board with whatever he can come up with due to her usual approach being more ‘playing it by the ear’. Which something REALLY risky in a situation like this.
Feng listened to his plan and boy does it sound like a plan made by him. She did pout for a moment as he did bring up that roof chase fiasco. She then realized the plan and simply reacted as she normally would “I’m on board with this but you get the fun of playing on the center stage”, she opened with and then followed with a joke “...just don't have too much fun without me or Imma kick ya~”, she kept her tone light and hearty. But she actually needed to do this fast and efficiently, she can fight but a family with no quirks or training is like sending a piece of meat for the meat grinder.
But her train of thought was halted when he tossed her some bandages and mentioned her arms. “T-thanks!”, she thanked him as a slight blush appeared on her face. She actually forgot about the wounds on her arms as everything was happening so fast. But she quickly wrapped them up and stopped the bleeding.’Always the type to worry about others’ she said in her head as they got close to their destination. “I’ll make sure to send em a note on the stuff I give to the kid, just make sure you meet the family afterwards so they can thank you...I’m not gonna take all the credit for saving them of course”, she remarked at his request as they were moments away from their destination.
Red said his piece and Feng gave a salute in confirmation that he was heard loud and clear. Quickly getting into a good hiding spot where she can see the signal and action that is going on. But she saw the look on his face for a second and she of course pouted because she knows he is gonna enjoy his end of the plan. Pouting in the shadows as he began to set his plan into motion.
‘Why do I get the sneaking suspicion he enjoys this?” Fei's voice pops in her head as Feng watches Red do his thing.”I’d offer an answer but we know him enough by now to realize that he just likes doing this...but that's part of the charm really”, Feng replies in her head. “[smear:#12882e]You have some weird ass tastes, Feng- Like you’re any better Fei[/smear:#bd1f19:0]”, the internal banter in her mind continued as she watched him do his thing. Hearing his statements and jokes as both did their best to not give away their position.
However his plan seemed to be working as they were now going towards him and away from the doors and windows. Dumb ass and his dumb ass plans working like a charm. His voice can be heard as she eagerly awaited for the signal to be heard. But then the idiot in question never told her what the signal was so she was waiting for some kind of solution. “The idiot! He never gave us the signa-” Fei was going to curse him out but cut off a very distinct sound. “I think that's the signal...SHOWTIME”, she said in her head as she began moving at her usual speed. She can hear some laughing in the distance which can only mean that his comedy act of a distraction is working on keeping the fear at bay. The best a hero can do at a time like this she can say. Her eyes glowed for a moment as she footsteps moved at a irregular pace until they began moving at a blur.
Yao Secret Art: Midnight Shadow
Feng movements were as swift as a gust of wind and stealthy as a shadow at dusk. Moving through the shadows and entering as quietly as she could while she maintained her speed. Moving through the aisles and grabbing a few snacks along the way as she did her work. It was somewhat simple for her to do this and not the intended way to use the technique. But she made it a point to not use any of the things she remembered a while back in actual fights for the sake of ease. The place is relatively empty as most of the commotion is from the outermost part of the store, so it made it easy for her to move quickly.
The store was a mess, but most of the goods were untouched due to the villains lack of good taste. She made her way up stairs and made some observations as she made her way to the store room. Slowly opening the door and whispering, “Hello? Is there anyone here.?” she said as she moved through the crates. Soon coming across the mother and child, they were of course frightened but Red’s work at keeping them away did ease their fears.”It’s alright, You're safe now. I'm here to get you out of here...my friend there is keeping them distracted so lets go for a little walk.”, she said in her softer tone of voice that she used for her baby brother.
There wasn't much time but she offered the kid a snack and she escorted the family as quietly as she could. “Hounds. This is Typhoon Dragoon. We have two civilians in need of pick up and back up at [address of grocery store].”. She said over the radio then radio’d Red. “Family is safe and secure. Now we need to get our asses out of here”
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Apr 21, 2020 16:02:46 GMT -4
"Seems everything's going according to plan..."
Luzia jolted out of her thoughts - which had turned from wondering if she was being good for Niso to just thinking about him - at the sudden voice, startled slightly and almost whirling to the voice, but halfway through doing it, she recognized it, getting calmer quick. She remembered him vaguely; Muramasa mentioned him, someone that he hired to help people get angry, to help them grow, but apparently wasn't a part of his cult.
"Chesire." She spoke his name simply, not sure what to think of him. On the one hand, he dressed nicely; she liked his costume, and she had seen him outside of it once wearing a nice outfit, so he knew how to dress well, but she didn't know him personally. But, his words did make her relax a little, less nervous about him; she had figured the same thing, honestly, that Muramasa would have probably liked that she didn't use the rage, but she could never be too sure about that sort of thing even normally... but Muramasa felt dangerous... he was smart, he was calm, he was in control... but he had this aura around him that made her feel uneasy... like at the slightest thing, he'll end up smacking someone and exploding them or something. She could never be fully comfortable around him. "Yeah... that's what I thought," she replied, looking back to the ground, "but I can't be too sure, especially with someone like him..."
She grimaced, just thinking about that man making her shift. She just... couldn't do anything with him; she couldn't fight him, couldn't run from him, she could barely even blind him... he recovered almost instantly, and even though he was so angry it made her afraid of him, he was so calm that she just... couldn't help but want to hang around him... not casually, but, like, just listen to what he said... and, he said some smart things that made a lot of sense, more than she'd care to admit... though he was still an ass sometimes. Really, airing out all of her business in front of a crowd? Not to mention calling her an addict....
A nudge from Chesire got her attention again, and Luzia looked over where he was motioning. She blinked at the sight; a pretty pink angel girl, flapping her wings as she kicked some impressive ass. A hero, maybe? No... even from this distance, she looked too young - something that Chesire commented on, too - to be a hero... then why was she fighting? Was she one of those people that fought criminals despite the law?
...Or... was she....
"A student..." Luzia finished her thought audibly, her lips curling into a snarl. She could tell just from the way she carried herself, that was a student. "A fucking UA student..." She growled softly, her blood already starting to boil. "I looked in that UA place once. It's filled to the brim with happy and healthy kids without a single care in the world..." She flashed back to that little tour, the one that she couldn't even finish, just because she saw so many people smiling, so many laughing, so many having a good time... "Totally blind to people like me!" She pushed herself away from the edge, starting to place. "They don't have any problems, no, they get to have good families and have fun and not have to worry about anything...!" She suddenly whirled to the man, pointing at herself, continuing her rant. "But what do I get? I get to starve, I get to struggle for money! I hate those damn UA brats! They just love to shove their good lives in my face...!"
She paused for a moment, an idea suddenly hitting her, looking back down at the crowd, then squeezing her fists hard enough for them to turn white. Her blood was simmering in her veins, almost to a boil just thinking about UA... but she was strong. She could make them pay. She could bring them down to her level. "I'll see you later," the Painter snarled, suddenly bolting away, jumping to the next rooftop to chase after the angelic girl.
Getting to the rooftop next to the girl was easy, she wasn't too far away, so it was just a few hops and jumps to get next to her. The girl was distracted, too; a whole horde of jackasses was after the bitch, and she was handling them surprisingly easy. There was almost a moment where she decided against it, she almost moved away, but she reminded herself: She was strong, she was brave... she could beat anyone she wanted.
And she wanted to beat this bitch!
"You two take your time! Make sure the civilians are nice and safe! I can do this all day! Though how about after all this is over we go get a bite to eat? My treat!"
The girl was chatting on some sort of radio or something, but the casual way she was talking just pissed the Painter off even more; she didn't care about the civilians, she just cared about how fearless this girl was... she dared to be fearless when she had to live in fear! It wasn't fair! It wasn't fair it wasn't fair it wasn't fair!
A soft hum enveloped her legs and her back, and Luzia fell forward, pushing herself against the wall of the building, and with a burst of light, leaking a loose streak behind her, she launched at her top speed at the girl, letting out a yell as she reached a hand back, using one to try to tackle the girl to the ground. She would pay for being cocky, when she had to be so careful; she would pay for being so fearless, when fear was her whole damn world. She would pay for having a good life, when she had nothing but shit!
With the fist she had behind her, she threw it forward, aiming to punch the pretty angel right in her face with a burst of neon!
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Post by Elise Von Eisenberg on Apr 21, 2020 17:04:45 GMT -4
From the frying pan, straight into the fire... Elise wasn't sure what to think of this situation. Although Angel seemingly had acknowledged her error and Red and Feng were more than willing to listen to her instructions to rescue the civilians trapped within the nearby grocery store, so far the efforts of everyone involved seemed to be going well on this side of the matter, at least for the time being. When Feng confirmed the family was secure to the radio of the hounds, a familiar voice chimed in on the coms.
"I confirmed the civilians their extraction, excellent work there Typhoon Dragoon, the local authorities will see to their safety, meanwhile please return to assist your schoolmates."
As if on cue a police cruiser arrived just in time to pick up the civilians, likely to be extracted under the escort of the experienced hounds, but it was at this point things escalated... quickly.
A sudden streak of light came from a nearby alleyway as a Quirked villain launched an attack onto Angel, likely catching the poor girl by surprise. "Careful Angel, she seems different from the ragers, likely a Quirked criminal, hold your ground, I'll call in reinforcements."
Still, if only she had know at that time who that villain truly was... Perhaps then she would had understood the direness of this situation. Connecting to Red and Feng's headsets she quickly contacted them. "Angel is in danger, go and help her out but be careful, the assailant is likely a Quirked villain, one of the pro heroes is en-route to help you out."
Yet, on a nearby street light the small fox that had chatted up to Red a moment ago and was now warily looking at the ongoing scuffle between Angel and the quirked villain saw something, something which was odd to say the least.
"Meister! This villain, there are traces of neon light around her, she surely used her quirk to get to Angel that quickly."
Elise gritted her teeth, trying to think of the best course of action. Their priorities were to calm down Red Horn, rescue and evacuate the civilians and ensure the students were safe, so far things seemed to be proceeding well until.
"Neon?" Elise muttered softly as she connected the dots, a Quirked villain who targeted a student amidst this chaos, neon lights... there was no denying this conclusion her mind reached and instantly Elise opened all the frequencies of the pro heroes on the scene.
"The Painter has been sighted at [Address] and is currently engaging one of the students. Requesting IMMEDIATE support from any pro-hero available or en-route to the scene."
She wouldn't permit another case like Aki's to repeat itself...
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- Initially recognized as a Quirked Criminal, Luzia's identity will only be revealed at the end of the round in terms of time, Perry will be contacted in his topic to head over, and Luzia's identity as the painter can be known only after the students posted once (in respect to Teki's request), just posted it in the same post for easier transitioning~ Leaving the ongoing situation back in Yumi's hands.
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Post by Yumi on Apr 22, 2020 6:02:29 GMT -4
==Luzia’s rooftop==
A tactical nudge seemed to earn the results Chesire desired. While he didn’t know much about Luzia on a personal level, she must have been… aligned, with Muramasa’s mentality to at least some extent for her to have been let off the leash today. Seemed that was the case as even just pointing out the potential UA student to her was starting to work the pinkette up. A swift motion rising Chesire to his feet from his crouched position without the aid of his hands, resting his hands on his hips, almost able to feel the smirk on his face even through his mask. He didn’t mean to demean Luzia’s words with it by any means… but it did titlate him somewhat how much of an… open book, she allowed herself to be.
Idly, he wondered… where he to use his quirk on her. Would he ever manage to get anything less than who she was? It wasn’t like she was pretending to be much else. Not in this moment at least. To Chesire she was an angry, forgotten child of the world, ready to tear it apart till it noticed her.
“You’re… Honest. Painter Dear. I like that.” He chimed gently from behind his mask, the pleasant tone evident even through the muffle it provided. His head would turn with her as she began to leave, and he raised his hands up away from her. “Oh by all means don’t mind me. I’m sure I can find other means to fulfil my contract…~” He backed off slowly as Luzia leapt away, following her with his eyes for a moment, before the sounds of commotion more closely in the streets below him caught his attention, peering over the edge of his perch to see what lay below.
“Now what have we here…?~”
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==Dante wannabe’s brawl==
A sharp kick to the jaw was not the way anyone wanted their day to go. And this guy was getting it twice. A rocky skin growth formed after the initial strike but with the power of his quirk and training likely enhancing his output, it seemed Reddarc was having no trouble delivering that second strike as the guy rose to his feet, trying to make a swing for him only to get another kick to the face, falling under Red’s legs, the tiled flooring of the small store forcing him to slide on his ass into the sweet stand beneath the counter, groaning as it collapsed atop him. The pulsating brutish fellow in the back glaring more violently, the pulsing veins reaching up towards his face. He seemed to be trying for ‘Get Him’ but as he pushed his head out and pulled back his arms in a tight position, all that game out was an odd, guttural bellow.
“GRRRREEEETHAAAAMMMM!”
The others could understand the notion readily enough however. A fellow older than Red in a trench coat, hair spiked back but seemingly quirkless charging with the other front runner of the group, a man of similar age with a scruffy fringe. For all intent and purposes, fodder goons to say the least. Men who joined Muramasa solely for the chance to let loose but without a quirk that’d let them do it with any… efficiency to say the least.
=handle as you wish=
Once the front line was dealt with however the backline would rush in. Tossing off his jacket, the remaining drugless goon would push forward, hair slicked so far back he almost could make a good hedgehog if he died it blue. His body was built like a fucking machine of war, lean but tight with muscle. He’d rush in for an attack on Red, but what seemed to be going for a swing would purposely fall shot, returning to sender, slamming into his other palm with his elbow now aimed at Red’s face.
An elbow that seemed to resemble a fucking jet turbine.
A burst of immensely hot air would rapidly burst into Red’s eyes, enough to easily push through his own wind Aura and briefly bring him to a nearly blinded state as the heat hit his eyes. The bulking, pulsating behemoth rushed in in this moment as Red was getting his barings, more meaty, like a meatball with a steroid issue. He seemed to be going for an arm hook against Red’s neck, but a trick came once again. His arm just flowing through Red in his current state, a cement like goo passing over Red’s flesh and suddenly hardening into a collar, with a chain attatched to the meatball’s wrist. He came down to a knee and pulled hard to keep Red pulled back, while the jet-elbow fellow glared hard into Red’s eyes.
“Time for you to ‘check out’ kid.”
Rearing back, the turbines in his elbows would tune to a high pitch, and a flurry of blows would come in aimed at Red’s gut.
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==Family Rescue==
As they heard a commotion downstairs, the mother clutching her child wasn’t sure how to process what they were hearing. Things seemed… o-okay? Maybe? It was very muffled through the thick storage crates and the floor between them but… whoever had arrived was cracking jokes and, while she was lacking a lot of context, didn’t seem to be on the side of the initial intruders. Her kid could barely hear himself but… you know how kids are. Tone matters a lot to them. Even if he didn’t ‘get’ the jokes he knew someone was making one, and giggled along anyway, Red’s cockiness infecting his mood a little. Even if the woman herself remained… absolutely terrified, seeing her child smile brought one to her too.
“I-I know the man’s funny right?” She’d ask stroking his hair. “But… shhh… we don’t want the bad men thinking we’re laughing at them.”
Still with a smile on his face, the kid held his lips tight with a slow nod, not so scared anymore.
When Feng arrived the woman flinched, but seeing their gentle approach compared to everyone outside she was extremely compliant. Initially there was… hesitation, who wouldn’t be hesitant in this situation to trust a stranger, especially one so young? But she’d let Feng take her hand, still holding her child in her other arm, and follow her out…
The devestation to her store would hit her hard as they passed it on the way out, locking up a little at the sight, but all it would take was a tug from Feng to keep her moving. They… there were government things for this right? S-she could rebuild. Maybe… better than before… right?
As feng passed Red would likely be handling the initial two goons described above with immense ease. No reason to rush in and help him.
Outside, the hounds would radio back to remain with her till support arrived. It was a minute away tops and they organized a rendeavous off the main street so none of the ragers saw Feng and the small family as easy targets to vent their tantrums upon. Trained hound soldiers would rush in and make sure the extraction was quick, but professional, even requesting Feng’s Student ID number to ensure she wasn’t some odd transformation quirk tricking them in the chaos. With all that sorted they’d take the family and move out.
One end of an alleyway a police car was taking this family away to safety… the other…
“HEY! IT’S A HERO!”
A slob of a man, shirtless with an open coat and sweatpants, pointed down the alleyway towards Feng. Immediately at the sound of his call a small troop of similar men seemed to rush in behind him, charging down the alleyway like a small tidal wave of kickable faces. Several of them seemed to be pulsing with ‘The Rage’ drug, but none of them showed any clear quirks beyond physical mutations like jagged bone growths or additional limbs.
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==Angel in the streets==
With the Painter coming towards her Angel had plenty to worry about, and the initial wave of over-eager fodder seemed to be coming to an end as the more burly, quirked members of the group were flowing her way. Nothing serious. No greater a quirk than the average thief with an exaggerated sense of power, but more than she’d been handling. As the painters punch came her way, even with the burst of light it generated, a burly woman… only really made feminine by the length of her hair, rushed in behind Angel, getting her wings in the equivalent of an arm lock, hands pressed against the back of her head leaving her open for the painter.
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Post by Angel Surami on Apr 22, 2020 17:59:43 GMT -4
| T hings seemed to be going swimmingly as Angel continued to take down the many flunky like goos! That was until however a pink haired woman came rushing down at her like a neon rocket! Normally Angel would try and dodge,but right as she was about to do so she felt someone rather strong grab onto her wings as if to put her into a headlock! Unable to get away from the incoming blow the young hero braced herself and took the powerful blow to her cheek causing blood to drip down her chin. Whoever this woman was meant way more business then the other goons. As Angel's feet staggered a bit she in a move of defiance spit the blood onto the cheek of the woman who had hit her. "I've felt worse!"As Angel heard Elise's voice in her ear tell her that she was calling for reinforcements she just smirked as she quickly forumulated a plan to get free and continue fighting! The young Angel would focus her energy on her wings that were currently being grappled to quickly harden her feathers to that of a bronze like density causing them to become sharp to the touch as she tried to use the strength in her wings to try and spread them and break free. To help with this Angel would then flip her parasol around in her left hand and attempt to use the handle to grab the back of the grappler's neck while using her left foot to try and kick the grappler's out from under her before using what strength she had to attempt pull the grappler over her and slam her down on the neon attacker to break free. Hopefully this planned worked because Angel wouldn't have the energy to keep the entirity of both of her wings dense and sharp for very long because of how much energy it took. If Angel's planned work she would quickly soften her feathers once more before spreading her wings and taking to the air to catch her breath. The young hero in training didn't know just how many of these quirked baddies there were and despite how strong Angel was, since she had to refrain from damaging the area around her she wasn't truly allowed to let loose and so she just pressed the com link in her hearing aid to speak to her team and Elise. "Small problem! This neon chick has quirk having friends and since i have to refrain from trashing everything around me I can't go all out! I could use some suggestions boss!"As Angel spoke it could be heard that her breathing was a bit labored due to having to harden both of her wings and from the constant fast paced battle. She hated to admit it,but she did in fact need back up. |
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Post by Arthur "Reddarcc" Hunter on May 1, 2020 9:12:16 GMT -4
"Then you would have exactly one buck. Now, if we used Yen then I might be in debt, buttttt...." Red would joke, spinning around to let his momentum carry him backwards a bit and shrugging. Feng had a very one track mind at times, so it was pretty easy to tell what she was thinking most of the time. Even if you didnt, you could just piss her off a bit and manage to get something out of her.....atleast, in his experience. Still, she seemed pretty on board with the plan, Even if she was a bit pouty about not getting to kick the shit out of em instead.
"Woman the city is literally on fire, I think you'll have more than enough time to get your fun in. Besides you'd end up kicking me anyway, knowing you." He'd shrug out, a small grin on his face as he flipped over and landing on the store roof. Luckily, with all the commotion, the guys inside probably didnt know that they were here...which was very good for both of em.
"Ah, dont worry about it Feng, just radio me the price. I dont need credit or nothin." He'd retort, gettin ready to jump downstairs. If he wanted the recognition he woulda just done this himself, but that wouldnt been slower....and Red didnt like being slow about things. Especially not after....certain events that he doesnt need to remember right now, so lets move on to the main event, shall we?
Anyway, things seemed to be going pretty fuckin smooth for him right now. One of the guys was already gone, having been kicked into a fuckin sweet tray shelf thing, and having it all fall on top of him. He'd feel for the guy but he had also tried to rob this place AND had tried to punch him so.....didnt really feel bad at all. Seemed like he had a quirk, somethin to do with rocks, but that wouldnt be an issue now. The two guys coming at him probably wouldnt be either.
The first guy, well he was the most well dressed of the bunch. Looked like he'd spent a LOT of time on his outfit for today, he had a trench coat, a waist coat, even one of those older posh neck things....You know like Aristocrats from the 1800's would wear. Plus he'd slicked his hair back, he really wanted to make a good impression apparently....Too bad no one else would get to see him today....Well, no one else he'd like to see him.
"Bloody hell mate, you cleaned up real nice didnt ya? Sorry, But it just isnt meant to be, man." Red would joking, dodging the guy trying to punch him and retaliating with a swift punch to the face. He put his quirk behind it, so the guy would probably feel a world of hurt from just that....But if he didnt, then he'd find the wall, or the guys in front of the wall behind him, very painful to impact against, probably knocking him out. Red would have to remember the name of this place, so he could come over and help fix everything he ended up breaking.
Still, he had more pressing stuff to worry about. The second guy coming in didnt really seem like he cared how he looked....despite the coat. Whereas the other guy had a blue coat on, the guy had a red one on....and just a red one, no shirt or anything. Looked like he just rolled out of bed and came straight here. And now he was gonna have to go back to bed, as once again, Red just side stepped his attempt at hitting him and deliver a quick kick to his chin. He almost looked fine for a second....Then he fell over. Looked like he had a glass jaw.
"Man, you guys wanna just....give up and leave? No? Well, I tried, i guess, I suppose you dont wanna be left outta this fire sale." Red'd joke at their expense, seeming winking at them but....he was actually doing it at Feng coming out of the door behind em. Luckily, by the time they noticed that he'd done it she'd probably have already left with the family. If they even noticed, they seemed really pissed at him right about now...which was exactly the point.
"Oh come, you're just doing the same thing the last two did. And look how that ended!" Red would make fun, shrugging as the next guy came at him. Feng radio'd in to let him know that the family was safe, and Red considered taking a second to radio back while this guy came at him. After all, All'd he'd have to do was side step him again, Radio, and then kick him in the back of the head, right? Unfortunatly, it wouldnt go that easy this time. Red was ready for a punch. A punch didnt come. Because now there was a jet turbine there instead. And Red was very familar with Jet Turbines.
"....Oh fuck." Red would mutter, trying his best to cover his face from the very hot winds being blown into his face. Luckily, he managed to knock his goggles down onto his face in time, so his eyes themselves were fine but....he was kind of fuckin blind right now. The hot air had caused the lenses to fog up, so all he could see right now were brief outlines of people and fog....which meant that it was VERY easy to fuck with him right about now.
Which is exactly what Pinky would do to him. Red tried to dodge whatever he was doing, but instead of getting punched Red felt.....Weird. Like he had something liquidly around his neck. It was a weird feeling though, cause this didnt feel like blood. Blood was warm, and usually followed by a LOT of pain, judging form the amount on him and the fact it was his fuckin neck, but this didnt feel like a neck cut. Fortuntaly, he'd quickly find out what the cause was.......Concrete. Around his neck. Hardening very quickly.
"Boy, you...ACK...into some weird stuff, Pinky. Atleast buy me a drink first.....GACKT....Jesus." Red would try quipping, but it was pretty hard when you had a chain around your fuckin neck. He was basically being held back while his friend probably planned on beating the shit out him, a classic brawlling technique....one Red had had to deal with for years....and found that was very easy to get out of.
Sure, Red was blind right now, but he didnt really need his eyes that much to deal with this. He already had a good idea where both of them were, especially the guy with the chain, he had a direct link to him around his neck. A link he was about to gladly exploit. The guy in front he couldnt see in much detail, but he could hear a jet turbine spinning up, so he had a pretty solid idea of what was coming....as the blob of colour that resembled an arm coming at him confirmed but....Red would just frown a little in response to this situation.
"....Really? Thats the best you could come up with?" Red would sigh out, watching the mans arm come at him...he just had to wait a couple more seconds, right before it was about to hit and.....jump upwards. The guy with the chain would probably try tugging on it, but he would find that Red had angled the chain around his neck from his wrist.....and was choking him with it. While his friend punched in the gut. The fog was clearing up a bit too, but he wished he could see the look on their faces right now.
"Real great teamwork here guys, Im surprised we work so well together, since we've only just met." Red would joke, making sure the chain was VERY tight around the guys neck. If he was right, then He;d probably try and punch his friend first with his free arm, and then deal with Red....and Red was making sure the chain was wrapped around his hand so he could A) Easily manipulate it and B) Cut it off by generating a blade of wind through it. IF that didnt work then he'd just have to choke the guy out to get it off.....Why did that sound more enjoyable that it should have been?
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