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[Mook-LandStrider]

Octavia

Turning her head at K.D. approaching her she gave a slight smile at what was written. While she also didn't expect it to be as short as it was, she also didn't believe she would make the cut. The fact that her thoughts were misplaced were still being worked out in her head. Though, a trip out did sound rather nice, especially among her jumbled thoughts. The world though seemed to have other plans. Just as she was about to begin writing she heard a door open nearby before the door to the training room opened. Looking over she heard her Alias being called and immediately knew what was happening. As it seemed they were being taken out of the frying pan and being dropped right into the fire.

Nodding, she began to walk with K.D. and the others. She looked them both up and down, she didn't quite know who they were, but she knew that in her place now she was expected to follow orders like a good little soldier. She looked back at K.D. taking a pen and beginning to scribble something out, her handwriting rather eloquent and bubbly. 'I've never left New York.' was all that was written on the paper. Internally she was screaming, the anxiety of leaving the only place she had ever known was agonizing, yet the excitement of finally going somewhere else was driving her forward.

Chak Pyosimros fin
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[Kameron Esters-]

The stranger bellows over, covering her ears from the pain "Okay, I know one of you guys summoned a Hydra and all but you guys but you two have been nothing short of useless!"

Suddenly, Raksashi can feel her mind being bombarded with information that she doesn't even know is distracted trying to figure it all out "What in the name of-" Raksashi is then tackled into the building by the Hydra "Aaaaaahhhh!"

Asura's fore cybernetic hands are encircled by red static before his thrust all for of them forward, and red electric blasts are heading directly at all three of them. The stranger sees them coming just in time so lunge out the way and tackles both Terri and Morgan out the way. Large, red explosions ensuing behind them. The stranger counters by shooting an orb of light at Asura and Beatdown. The orb bursts into a bright light that blinds the two. The stranger looks to Terri and Morgan. "Just for the record, you guys were supposed to save me; Not the other way around!" She gets up off the two. "Hurry! Before they gain their sight!"
Mook-LandStrider D3lmoniko _gallifrog_ FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

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Location: New York (not entirely sure where)
Interaction: Kameron Esters- (Glare) Mook-LandStrider (Morgan) D3lmoniko (Terri)
Mentioned: Kameron Esters- (The Bad Guys)
New York, the one city in the world that ever seemed to be affected by anything, ever. Like honestly, you never hear stories about giant three-headed dragon thing destroying a city block down in, let's say, Austin. Like honestly, nothing normal ever happens in this city. Or maybe, because this happened so often, this was normal? The technicalities didn't exactly matter in this case, Lola was just annoyed her leisure day was interrupted. Because sometimes you have to look deep inside yourself, really deep inside, and say "What am I willing to put up with today?" Not. Fucking. This. Unfortunately, it didn't really matter what Lola was willing or even wanted to put up with, she had to figure something out, for the sake of the innocents panicking as they tried to get out if the of falling debris, thanks to the giant woman and dragon thing.

One of the most important things for Lola when doing the hero stuff was making nobody saw her whole face. But she didn't have her suit, just a hoodie, and some skinny jeans. The best she could do was flip the hood up, and during the chaos, pick up one of those medical masks you see doctors using that the general public can get from the corner store or a pharmacy. The girl had only just slipped it on when the group shook again, another tremble thanks to the lovely dragon. From her pocket, as she hurried across the street to get a better view of what exactly was going on, Lola drew the blue steel knife Logan had given her five years ago. She always carried it with her, for situations exactly like this. Most of the civilians were managing fine on their own, so Lola could focus on the major issue.

From behind a car, near what seemed to be the center of the action, she could clearly make out two distinct teams. Giant lady's side, and the other side, with a girl who looked a little familiar? Plus two other blondes. She would ignore trying to figure out whose side the hydra was on. Now the question was, who was she going to help? The lines between good and evil, black and white, good guys and bad guys were-nope. Nevermind, helping the girls. A man with four robot arms fired something at them, one of the blonde girls countered with something that sent out a blinding flash of light. It stunned the villains, save for the giant one busy with the Hydra, and it now gave Lola a chance to help. She rounded the car, ducking out of cover, making herself seen to the other girls. "Follow me!" Knife still in hand, hood up, the bottom half of her face covered, she might have looked like she was trying to mug them. If they were smart, they would know better. "I know a way out of this area, and I promise, I'm not going to stab you."

 

[Crono]

Connor Rogers
Location: Somalia Dam
Tags: Safton CasualDragon sitanomoto Pyosimros
Connor nodded as the rest of the team moved to get into position, and felt Rigel's hand on his shoulder telling him they'd soon vanish from sight. The pair moved down the hallway, Connor was being extra careful with his footsteps and breathing to keep their noise to a minimum. He expected Rigel was used to similar methods considering the use of his abilities. The blondes carefully made their way closer to the closest guard to get into position. Something, it was hard to tell what, but something had caught the guards eye. Maybe there'd been a shimmer in Rigel's invisibility layer, or maybe the lights caused some sort of glint. But the guard looked directly at them in a moment of confusion leaving Connor nothing to do but react before he'd planned to. "Now!" He called into the comm to tell them to commence, already spinning his body forwards to close the distance between him and the guard, which broke him away from Rigel and allowing the guard to see him. It wouldn't be long enough for the man to react however as at the end of Connor's spin his ankle crashed into the side of the mans head in a roundhouse kick, sending the man sprawling and unconscious. Quickly he'd looked up to make sure the others had been dealt with in time given the sudden change of pace.

Tobias Fitz
Location: Hellicarrier
Tags: NanLia
Tobias was in the lab with his chair lowered and feet propped up higher on the lab table above. The SHIELD employee was focused intently on the odd cube shaped tool in his hand, a screwdriver in the other. Said cube was nearly apart, but he was so focused that when the phone on his desk buzzed the cube and screwdriver went into the air due to a fumble of his hands. The screwdriver was ignored as Toby attempted to half-lean half-leap all the while staying in the chair and grab hold of the cube numerous times only to have it slip until the last moment before hitting the ground, leaning so far out of his parked roller seat it was being stressed by the odd weight distribution. Toby blew out his cheeks with air in a sigh of relief before reeling himself back into the seat to see the person at the station over staring in confusion and mild concern. "That would have been disastrous, there's a distinct possibility it might have melted straight through the flooring and made it's way to the Hellicarrier's electrical system or outer shell. All good now though." He noted, to give her the information on why he'd been momentarily distressed.

Carefully he sat the cube back down before looking at his phone to see Constance had texted him, to little surprise on his part. Instinctively he glanced at the clock after reading it to see the time. It seemed he'd been meant to be off work thirty minutes ago but had been so wrapped up in things he'd not noticed. He opted to text back, once again leaning back in the chair. "You know me roomie. I never pass up the chance to order takeout given the opportunity. I'll come by in a bit, just about to leave the lab."​

 

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Rachel LeBeau
(Gambit)
Location: Streets of New York, tackling the Hydra problem Gambit style
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Rachel hadn't spent much of her life in New York, but even she knew that a giant Hydra being fought by some kind of giant robot suit thing wasn't normal. So she did the logical thing, she gunned the bike and sped towards it, showing no regard for traffic rules or pedestrians.

When she arrived the scene was even more bizarre than he originally thought possible. There was a giant person, people shooting blinding lights and some other people running around and trying to escape. She couldn't even tell which side she should be with so instead she focused on the Hydra itself. Stopping the Hydra was far more important than a mere thing like alignment. She could figure that out later.

Rachel hadn't fought a Hydra before, let's be honest, most hero or villain types never had either. It's a freaking Hydra! The only Hydra Rachel had experience with was the criminal organisation, and they weren't too bad. They also made themselves open to way too many jokes like "Hail my foot!", " Hail my sword!", "Hail my exploding deck of cards" or even on one memorable occasion "Hail Hawkeye!" Everyone knew that if you cut off one head, two more grew to replace it. And that burning the head stumps shut stopped the heads from regrowing.

The majority of New York citizens had the sense to run away, but there was, of course, some dopes who decided it would be a great idea to film the whole event. "Some people really are morons," she thought to herself. She turned towards them and yelled, "unless any of ya have any superpowers outside extreme idiocy, I'd highly recommend dat ya get outta' here now!"

Without waiting for a response, she ran forwards, unsheathing a long knife from each of the shin holsters in her boots. To an outsider who didn't know her all that seemed to happen was that the knives gained a pinky-purple glow. But to anyone with a basic knowledge of X-men, they would recognise the classic glow of Gambit's kinetic charges. Usually, he just used his powers to make things blow up, but in truth, they were far more versatile than that.

What Rachel had just created were two knives that could shear and burn their way through solid steel, hopefully, this also meant It could cut through Hydra skin. She ran forwards, leapt upwards and hurled herself onto the Hydra. She landed on one of its legs, her knives piercing into its flesh.

Mook-LandStrider (Morgan) D3lmoniko (Terri) Kameron Esters- (The Bad Guys) FireMaiden (Lola)

 

[NanLia]

Location: Roof tops - Hell's Kitchen
Interactions: Archon - Harris
Mentions: fin - Sean, _gallifrog_ - Hawkeye

Max regarded the Sean as he went on to dismiss them from his sight, a warning that more might be on their way. He doubted greatly that anyone else arriving, including the secondary female annoyance on the rooftop, would be a gnat under his boot if he felt the need. He didn't speak to either, turning to face Harris as he continued on with the female at the edge of the roof holding a bow with knocked arrows. "Apologies friend," He stated, lifting their bounty and levitating it towards the hulking man. "But it seems you'll have to accept my means of transport until we're further away from the pests." Once more he held a hand out, taking control of the Juggernaut's massive helm and lifting him from the rooftop once he held their reward. With Harris well on his way away, Max turned to face Sean and his extended, metallic badge. "A pleasure, Officer." With a flick of his fingers, the badge crumbled into a ball. He said nothing more, turning to follow Juggernaut's arc over the rooftop headed away from the cacophony of sirens and shouting.

 

[NanLia]

Location: Avenger's Tower, Elevator -- > Common Space
Interactions: Demonhunter - Deimos

Constance nodded as the young man noted that his parents were on their way. "Fantastic." She smiled, glancing briefly at her own reply - and confirmation that Tobias was headed to the Tower to meet her. "I know Friday always keeps the Commons stocked with food and snacks for guest's we'll go there and then when they arrive Homer will send them up to meet us." As the doors opened she stepped out, glancing around to see if any of the other residents that hadn't been on the mission overseas. Not spotting anyone immediately she lead Deimos towards the open kitchen. "Feel free to look around kid, help yourself."

 

[_gallifrog_]

Cliff Barton (The other Hawkeye)
Location: Hell's Kitchen rooftops, glad not to have been beaten up for once.
Cliff was annoyed that the cop guy let the bad guys go, but she could see his point. Last thing the people of Hell's Kitchen (including her) needed was a another superhero fight thing destroying the place (again!). But she would be lying if she said that it didn't hurt to see them begin to levitate away to who knows where. The next time she saw these bozos would probably be when they were enacting their evil plan.

She replaced the three arrows in her quiver and pulled out a different one as the Magneto-esque guy talked to the cop. The new one was smaller and lighter, the shaft designed to disintegrate upon impact, leaving just the head attached to whatever it hit. She drew back the bow and in one swift movement fired the arrow at the metal sphere. The shot wasn't that hard, it was only across a rooftop or two.

As the two and their sphere rose upwards, Cliff slung her bow over her back, turned and started to run across the rooftops back to her apartment.

NanLia (Max) Archon (Harris) fin (Sean)

 

[Loony_Bin]

Fritz Schultz
Location: Avenger's Tower
Mood: Akward
Interacting With: Archon D3lmoniko ​

Fritz stewed in the Tower for longer, unable to go out to Hell Kitchen he felt stuck, even more so than he did before in fact. So he kept his eyes glued to the increadibly boring game of Candy Crush he was playing on his dad's old IPhone 5 that had been one of the only things left to him when he passed. The entire time however, Fritz's mind was in millions of other places, from the situation down in Hell's Kitchen, to the utter uselesness he felt sitting in the Tower with nothing to do, to the doctor's note he'd have to get to explain his abscence from both work and school.

"Jesus christ I'm going to go insane if something doesn't happen soon..." He muttered to himself as his eyes searched for the next move to make, only noting on the most surface of levels the massive combo he'd just achieved. He wished the Robin girl from before hadn't ditched, at least then he wouldn't have felt alone in his failure to act properly the day before, instead he just felt alone in a large empty room full of people who were better than him...which honestly wasn't all that diffrent from how he felt all the time now that he thought about it...

It was then that he realized he had started down the path of some deep self-observational shit he didn't want to touch and he jolted up.

"Oookay! You both have a good time sitting here talking about whatever it is you Avengers and sucsesful heroes talk about, I'M going to go do something. Stark has to have some lab around here or something I could check out right? I'm sure nobody would mind if I just headed in and tinkered a tad with my guantlets..." Internally Fritz added, 'and come up with something to present at that student's presentation two months from now...'

Picking himself up, Fritz considered winking, but realizing he was wearing a mask he simply opted to give a sort of half hearted salute and begin walking towards the door...

 

[CasualDragon]

Finn
Location: Somalia Dam
Interactions: Crono (Connor), Safton (Isaiah), Pyosimros (Perry), sitanomoto (Cassie)

Perry crawled up onto the wall, Connor and Rigel turned invisible, and Finn bounced from foot to foot. It wasn't really nerves anymore. Now it was the anticipation of knowing just what was in that pod. The sound of Connor hurriedly saying "now" filled his ears. He took a deep breath and poofed from the hallway he was in to the one that they were infiltrating. He appeared in the hallway just above the head of the guard and fell on top of the person. The guard didn't even get a sound out before Finn had hit the person hard enough in the head to make them pass out. As the guard fell Finn ensured that the guard didn't fall too hard. They were just doing their job after all. He looked around at the others taking out their targets. Moving smoothly. Good job team. Recalling the plan for Connor and himself to take the lead he maneuvered himself to his position.

Isaiah is here now. Does that change anything? "Now that Isaiah is here I can fall back to take the rear with Perry. Or is it best to stick with the original arrangement?" It was this moment that Finn took note of his breathing. It wasn't quite a labored pant yet but it also wasn't pleasant. The jumps were starting to get to him. He would be fine to get everyone out plus one extra person, but he wouldn't be able to make many more jumps. Teleporting other people really knocks the wind out of you quickly. "I'm starting to feel all these jumps. If I'm going to get everyone out plus whatever, or whoever, is in that pod I'm going to either need to not jump anymore or take five or so minutes to sit and rest." It sucked that he was at this point. At least he could fight though. If they really need stealth than I can stick to shadows. They won't see me. They almost never do. Finn did add 'work on stamina' to his mental list of things to do which was constantly growing.

 

[Mook-LandStrider]

Morgan Dempsey-Le Fay
New York Streets

Feeling Terri's hand on her head Morgan began to slowly relent, her mind no longer screaming in agony, the thoughts of terror slowly fading into nothing. Her mind swam before finally focusing on what she needed to. She looked back towards the Hydra as a vehicle slammed past them. Morgan glanced back at the car before looking back towards the Hydra. The scene unfolding in front of her was one of absolute chaos, and she couldn't make out where the who event was going to go, things were changing so rapidly that she found it difficult to focus on one eventuality... instead she did something she hardly ever did... she stopped trying to figure out where it was going.

The ground beneath the Hydra began to ripple, the air itself turning electric as a tear tore itself open beneath it. Small at first, the hole began to grow larger and large as the Hydra began to fall slowly into the hole, Morgan sending the creature back to where it came from... the only thing she could do to end the situation. Finally, with a crack the tear opened wide, its width allowing the Hydra to free fall into the hole. The creature realized what was happening and began to pull back the attack on the giant girl. Its bulk relented and willingly let itself be cast back to where it came.

Morgan felt the Hydra submit to her and immediately began to feel the mental strain diminish. As more of the creature fell back into the hole the bleeding Morgan experienced ceased, though she seemed far more worse for wear than she did at the start. Finally Morgan watched the last bit of the Hydra's longest neck disappear into the portal, its form no longer causing her pain. Immediately she slammed shut the tear, the portal collapsing on itself and leaving no trace of the Hydra behind with the exception of alien blood patches around the area the fight took place in. With the entity now gone Morgan turned to look at the newly arrived woman. She stared for a long moment, processing slowly what she had said to them before deciding to trust the girl. At this point she didn't have much of a choice, she couldn't muster the strength to defend herself.

_gallifrog_ D3lmoniko Kameron Esters- FireMaiden
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Rachel LeBeau (Gambit)
Location: streets of New York, wondering if Hydra blood can be removed with regular detergent​

It was shortly after Rachel had jumped onto the Hydra that things started to happen. She had just started to climb upwards, using her blades as pitons to first pierce the flesh and then use those holes as footholes. It was bloody work, and Rachel found herself wondering if a) the blood would stain and if so b) could regular detergent could get the stains out?

Luckily she had only climbed a small distance before something below her caught her attention. The ground had begun to ripple and undulate like water. She stopped and stared in confusion as the rippling grew more intense and the air seemed to almost crackle below her. The coup de grâce was when the ground split open before her eyes. This jolted her into action. Wherever the portal was going to, she sure as hell didn't want to be. Who knew what could be on the other side of it?

Rachel unstuck her knives, their pink glow fading away into nothing. She pulled out her feet, swinging them outwards while at the same time letting go of the Hydra. The jump launched her just outside the boundary of the portal. She managed to land in a half-decent fashion. So how she'd only managed to scrape her hands during this ordeal. She got to her feet, and stepping back and watched as the last of the Hydra got sucked back to whence it came. To say it was an impressive sight would be a major understatement.

It was when the Hydra had totally vanished into the ground that she sheathed her knives and turned around to walk away only to see the group of girls behind her. One had her hood up and a surgeons face mask on. Another in spandex, another with white hair and the final member with half her head shaved, a style which Rachel also possessed (not that it could really be seen under the headgear). She didn't know if they were friend or foe. Considering she had smears of Hydra blood on her, not to mention glowing red centred eyes and two knives, she wouldn't be surprised if they considered her another villain. She spoke, "um, this prob'bly looks real bad. But I'm not de bad guy here."

Mook-LandStrider (Morgan) D3lmoniko (Terri) FireMaiden (Lola) Kameron Esters- (Bad guys+ girl being rescued)

 

[Demonhunter]

Thats it, this place was hands down amazing.

Deimos follows behind Constance led him into what looked like the fanciest kitchen/living room he'd ever seen in his life. The dragon child just felt the overwhelming urge for a nap on what could have been the most comfortable couch in the world... or maybe it just looked that way because he was tired?

Either way he did have to stay awake for a bit longer. Thank you. The dragon notices what looks like an automatic coffee pot with some tea bags. Tea was good. Tea was always good. I was going to make some tea. Want me to make two? He asks, figuring he may as well offer. He moves to pulls up a pot of water and waiting on it to heat up.

NanLia

 

[Kameron Esters-]

The stranger pumps her fists in the air when Lola and Rachel appear "Yes! More assistance!"

Raksashi is breathing heavily out of relief that the hydra is gone but finds herself beginning to shrink "Oh, Oooh no. My metabolism..."

Beatdown and Asura's vision begin to clear and they can see two other females near the original 3. "Hey Asura, is it me or am I seeing those damn afterimages again? Or are there really 5 chicks?"

Raksashi walks up besides her two friends "Well, if you count me and Beatdown, that makes 7. With Asura being the only dude here."

"Huh...You sure are right....Talk about a whole "bun" fest, aye Asura?" Beatdown nudges Asura with her elbow witha large cheeky smile on her face.

Asura grunts and one of his giant robot hands pushes her away. He takes one step towards the group of girls. "Give us the ring!" He demands the stranger

The stranger flicks off Asura "You can bite me, you little shit!"

"I'd rather crush you..." Asura responds coldly as all of his hands clutch into fists

"I'd rather stomp on you and wipe what's left of your remains off on the pavement." Raksashi adds

"And I'd rather blast you again until your ears bleed and your eyes burst out your sockets." Beatdown adds

"A shame your new-found friends will have to share in your suffering." Asura takes a nother step closer

"I don't know if you losers can count, but there's only 3 ofyou and 5 of us! You do the math!"

"And how many of your allies so far have been useful?" Asura asks

The stranger thinks about it for a moment before scowling.

"I had figured." Asura concludes

"Man, blondes really are stupid." Raksashi adds

Mook-LandStrider D3lmoniko FireMaiden _gallifrog_

 

[D3lmoniko]

Ollie Hammond​

Ollie was conflicted about what to say, and felt even more intimidated by her tone of voice. Ollie even took a step back, looking around as his hands trembled even more. Taking a deep inhale, he pushed himself forward, handing in his rejection letter. "I know you said not to apply... But I wanted t-to help people like you, or Lydia, so I had to apply." Ollie swallowed hard and audibly, scratching the back of his neck, as he was blushing out of nervousness.

"I wanted for you to be proud of me for getting in... but that isn't the case." Ollie could not look at Nat's face, feeling ashamed and so his hands went behind his back, straightening his back. "P-Please don't be angry... I wanted to tell y-you that I appreciate that you found me in the alley when you did... b-but now I-I will have to go to-" He closed his eyes, making another deep inhale, this time exhaling as well, trying to calm himself down. "To Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. I will try and get good at this, a-and I will make you proud Nat!" Ollie showed a little enthusiasm now, flashing a rather small smile, all the while his right hand went in front of him and making a fist. His claws extended and scared himself a little, jumping back with a small "Gah!"

Archon

Teresa Xavier​

Terri was now feeling the start of her very frequent headaches. She felt as if someone was beating her brain like a drum. The cacophony of sounds were not helping. She let out a sigh of relief at the Hydra going back into its dimension. Going towards Morgan, she put a hand over her shoulders, holding Morgan to her side to make her sit properly. Looking at the new arrivals Terri let out a small smile, exhaling out of a little happiness.

Terri slowly let Morgan stand, looking at the stranger. "'Ey, if she's about to fall, catch her, please?" Terri flashed a painful smile, at her, turning towards the enemy, blocking the view the enemy had on the stranger. "Well, everything is going to plan." Terri said, keeping a rather cheeky attitude. "Well, so far these are two of the famous avengers that came. The threat of a monster this close to their tower, is sure to draw them out."

Looking at the two girls that came to help, she winked at them, then turned her attention towards the three mischievous adversaries. "Well, you can try and battle us, or run away. We can probably hold you until you get swarmed by the rest that are on their way. I can sense their presence." She points to Raksashi. "You know what I mean. You felt me going into your head. So, do the sensible thing, and surrender to these two avengers that came to our rescue."

She looked back at Morgan and the stranger and she flashed a rather worried smile. Morgan, hell, even the stranger could see she was bluffing at this point. Terri could only hope that the adversaries would retreat, as her headache was making her close her eyes and grimace, as the pain was almost moving her head from side to side with every pulse she felt.

Kameron Esters- Mook-LandStrider _gallifrog_ FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

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Location: New York (not entirely sure where)
Interaction: Kameron Esters- (Glare) Mook-LandStrider (Morgan) D3lmoniko (Terri)
Mentioned: Kameron Esters- (The Bad Guys) _gallifrog_ (Rachel)
Damn it, they decided to celebrate more help than actually do what help was telling them. Well the blonde who then low key insulted the people who were helping her did. The girl Lola thought might look familiar began to threaten the villains with backup. Backup which could possibly easily be called as a bluff depending on how well she and the other girl with knives played along. Lola sighed, rolling her eyes as the back and forth between the villains and the people she was trying to help made no sense whatsoever, it gave her a moment to observe the situation. The giant girl who had been fighting the hyrda had shrunk back down to what Lola was assuming her normal size. She had a limit like everyone else, and she had reached it after a few minutes, but that didn't mean she couldn't still be dangerous. The boy used those mechanical arm things, and they should really focus on disabling them while keeping a distance. The last one on their team, Lola hadn't seen do much get, making her the wildcard. She had a couple ideas, but shouting them out on the battlefield where everyone could hear wasn't the best idea. "Why did you three not retreat earlier, or call for help?" Lola asked, stepping closer to the Gambit wanna-be, her eyes still studying the villains. Knife in hand, it may have looked like she planned on stabbing them, but she had other plans.

The blade snapped open, maybe drawing attention to her, but she made no sudden moves towards the villains. Instead, she pressed the blade into the plan of the opposite hand, cutting it swiftly, before repeating the same movement with her other hand. Her eyes erupted, changing color rapidly from blue to a glowing, dark red. The veins in her hands, traveling up her arms, neck, and just visible under the surgeons mask following only seconds later, glowing the same color as her eyes. "Look, it was kinda my day off, so I'd really appreciate it if you'd just leave. Love to dance another time though," Lola said, the blood from the cuts on her palms circling her hands, unmoving by preparing to block at a moment's notice, "Maybe when I have a better mask on? This isn't as visually pleasing as my work outfit." They were outnumbered, sure, but two of the people on their team seemed to be injured or out of it someway, or not exactly combat ready. And besides, being outnumbered didn't mean outclassed.

 

[_gallifrog_]

Rachel LeBeau (Gambit)
Location: New York streets, ready to fight
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Thanks to the helpful back and forth insulting, Rachel had figured who was on what side. And even why they were fighting in the first place- a stolen ring. She made a mental note to ask the stranger about it, as well as the Thieve's Guild. Somebody had to know something. But given the fact that there were three people- one evidently powered, one with tech and a third who Rachel would guess as being power too, judging by the way she was speaking it had to be important.

Luckily the people had helpfully grouped up, which made Rachel realise that there was only one boy among them. If this was a movie scene she would have scoffed at it for being unrealistic and only done to show female power or some such thing.

The white-haired girl took charge, but it was blatantly obvious to Rachel (who had spent much of her lipfe bluffing and lying, usually while playing cards), that she was bluffing for her life. Whether the trio of bad guys knew that was another matter.

The short girl in the improvised costume stepped forward. She seemed even shorter next to the 6 foot 2 of mutant that made up Rachel Lebeau. As she spoke she slit open her hand, a move Rachel didn't understand at first, "surely the point was not to get yourself injured before the battle starts?" But when the girl's eyes changed colour and the blood began to move in an abnormal way, that she realised this was the girl's ability. Rachel's hand saw this kind of ability before. Was she a mutant? Or something else? she wondered. Either way, she was in fighting shape, unlike the others behind her. Rachel figured that the odds were probably about even, but couldn't say for sure. But if they couldn't beta the bad guys, she could at least provide enough of a distraction to allow the others to escape.

She stepped forward too, pulling a deck of cards from her pocket and tucking them up her sleeve, before flicking her knives back into a fighting grip. They began to glow pinky-purple again. Since everyone else had given a spiel, she felt justified to add in hers. "dat was a dumb move on yer part, you shoulda fled when you had de chance. Now you lot gotta deal with alla us. An' these people" she gestured at Lola, Terri, Morgan and the stranger. "aren't gonna give up anytime soon. So if I were you, I'd get de hell out of here, before you do something dat will make me send da Guild after you baying for blood."

Mook-LandStrider (Morgan) FireMaiden (Lola) Kameron Esters- (bad guys+ stranger) D3lmoniko (Terri)

 

[Safton]

Isaiah was slightly surprised to hear Connor's signal so soon after moving into position, but he didn't hesitate. He leaned forward, his head, torso, and arms emerging from the wall directly behind the closest guard. Out of the corner of his eye, he got sight of the guard directly across the corridor from his target spotting him. The man was speechless, eyes widening and jaw dropping as a toothpick slid from his lips. He didn't even have the wherewithal to warn his comrades about the sight before Isaiah struck and one of the others was upon him as well.

Coulson grasped his target by the back of his collar and yanked him, hard. The man stumbled backwards, no doubt expecting to be caught by the wall inches behind him. Instead, with Isaiah's hand resting on his shoulder, he glided through the barrier as it were air and let out a shout of shocked surprise. It was incredibly taxing for Isaiah -- selectively phasing only portions of his own anatomy at a time while "escorting" someone else. Luckily, he didn't have to do it for long. In the blink of an eye they were in the adjacent room -- a storage closet -- and Isaiah ceased his gift. The guard tumbled backward, but Izzy was there to catch him: his left arm snaked around the guard's throat from behind in one swift motion, tucking his Adam's apple into the crook of his elbow while his right arm locked it in. The guard managed little more than a choked gasp before the main blood-bearing vessels in his neck were pinched off. Isaiah squeezed, all while the guard's hands pried feebly at his elbow in search of air. Within seconds, the struggling ceased as he went limp.

Isaiah gently lowered the guard to the ground, checking the pulse in his neck. Satisfied to feel a steady heartbeat, he turned the man over onto his stomach and relieved him of his weapon and radio before removing a zip-tie from his vest and cinching up the guard's wrists. The closet was as good a place as any to leave him for now.

Coulson phased back through the wall, not particularly surprised to see that the others had incapacitated their own targets swiftly and efficiently. Finn, however, was breathing harder than before and soon spoke up voicing his concerns. Isaiah could relate to his fatigue, though as long as he didn't continue phasing he should be able to continue on for some time -- he still had his steel skin to rely on if things went sideways. It was far less exhausting to maintain than the phasing. His gaze turned to Connor, looking to the man to make a decision on the matter.

***

Location: Somalia - Hydroelectric Dam

Mentions: Crono Braddington CasualDragon sitanomoto Pyosimros

 

[fin]

Sean Summers
aka Corsair
location: Hell's Kitchen
interactions: Hawkeye ( _gallifrog_ ), Archon NanLia ​

Sean's eyes slimmed on Max, and amazingly throughout the entire fiasco, he hadn't let the blood-red demon skin scare him, nor did his obvious power over metals and the like cause him to whimper one bit. He'd only feared for the lives of the Hell's Kitchen residents, and the mysterious new archer. He watched as the two mutants ascended, and sighed into the metallic gold ball in his hands. "For fuck's sakes..." He said to himself. Sean retracted the hand from his glasses, and turned to the sound of foot steps fading in the back ground. The mystery girl.

"Hey, hold up!" He shouted from his place, opposite the roof tops of Clarissa. Sean ran into a stead sprint, and let his muscle memory parkour skills take effect as he tried to keep up with the archer. "Who are you?"

Troy Thorson
God of War
location: Asgard, Althing Coliseum
interactions: Astrid ( D3lmoniko )​

Troy's dream was abruptly cut short at the force of another Asgardian shaking his person awake. His eyes peered open slowly, and took a moment to take in his surroundings due to it's blurriness. Troy yawned slightly, stretching out the muscles in his body before setting his eyes on Astrid. He let out a breath of disappointment. "I let the rage take over, didn't I? I-" He was at a loss of words, staring up sorrowfully at Astrid from his spot on the couch.

(sorry for how short these are. will definitely get my mojo back(

 

[_gallifrog_]

Cliff Barton (the other Hawkeye)
Location: rooftops of hells kitchen, thinking
Cliff was surprised by the sound of the cop's voice coming from across the rooftop. He was keeping good pace too, he had evidently done parkour or something similar before. From the sound of it, he only wanted to talk, not arrest her or the like. In fairness, she had appeared out of nowhere and started yelling at the guys he was supposed to be stopping. She owed him an explanation at least.

She judged the gap between the two flat-roofed buildings. She could make it, considering that the fact that it was only a metre and half wide and the roof she was on was slightly higher. "I'm coming over, get out of the way" She backed up, took a breath and ran forwards. She timed the jump just right (it would have been super embarrassing to have slipped or tripped) and landed on the other side in one piece.

She ended up just in front of the cop. Two things she noticed instantly, he was much younger than she thought, no more than four or five years older than her and that he was only half an inch taller than her.

She spoke "the short story, I'm a Hawkeye, an Avenger, a Hell's Kitchen resident and a Barton." she said, counting each off on her hand. All the things she told him could be easily confirmed with a single call. "what about you? Who are you?"

Talking to: fin (Sean)
Vaguely nearby: NanLia (Max) Archon (Harris)

 

[fin]

Sean Summers
aka Corsair
location: Hell's Kitchen, Rooftops
mentions: Hawkeye ( _gallifrog_ )​

Sean was relieved when Clarissa opted to talk calmly. It wasn't often that mysterious new faces stopped when asked. But it didn't seem, in the first-place, that this purple-haired lady was up to any bad. In fact, she only wanted to help, and just wasn't aware of the full situation, obviously the life that was at stake. Whoever had been trapped in the metal ball. "Got it, archer." He replied, stepping back to make space for her descent. She was graceful in her landing, clearly well-versed in bodily control and maneuvering. She'd been trained, somewhere. Sean's ears were definitely perking with curiosity.

When she rose from the ascent, Sean finally took in her entire appearance. Striking purple hair, and pale blue eyes, bruises and cuts over her exposed skin, and over her bow, her fingers were calloused, plausibly from constantly pulling arrows down the bow. Hawkeye, Avenger, Barton, Hell's Kitchen resident. Four things that described the new person. Each jotted down in Sean's near perfect memory. He nodded, something just trusting about the new girl, and extended a hand of his own.

"Detective Sean Summers. Avenger kind of gives you a free pass to the scene, dudn't it? Juggernaut and Magneto ransacked Josie's bar," His ruby glasses turned in the direction of the rubble that littered the front of the bar. "They were looking for something- someone. Hydra operatives were posted out to protect him, but with the Juggernaut it was only light. They got whoever they wanted and now they're on the run. I've only got the crime scene and a couple pictures to help. You interested in helping, Hawkeye?" Sean flashed a pearly white smile, and for a second, his red eyes flickered a stray ambient energy in hope of the new ally.

 

[Kameron Esters-]

The three teens look at them for a second with one eyebrow raised. Beatdown finally Beatdown speaks

"Okay. One. We know you two aren't Avengers. None of you are Avengers! You wanna know how we know none of y'all aren't Avengers? Cause we watch the news! They've been the hot-topic for a couple of years now and we haven't for one ever seen you pictures with the team or your names! We don't even know who you losers are! Second. We've been at this for a whole solid 5 minutes. Literally about a mile away from where they're at. As risky as it was coming in with a giant chick as red as ketchup"

"And twice as delicious, if you know what I mean."Raksashi cackles

"You'd think a giant demon-looking girl fighting a 3-headed monster just within their viewing range would've gotten their attention! Wouldn't you think?"

"I seriously can't believe they thought we were dumb enough to fall for that." Raksashi adds casually

"Exactly!" Beatdown agrees

"My intelligence feels insulted." Raksashi adds

"EXACTLYYYY!" Beatdown agrees "Asura, can't we just waste these fools, take the damn ring, and be done with it? Cause frankly enough, I'm upset."

"As much as I would enjoy doing just that, I'm going to have to say 'No'." Asura responds

"....N-No? But why!? We've been after this bitch for 72 hours! Do you know how long that is?!" Beatdown points to the stranger

"3 days?" Raksashi says unsure as she wasn't keeping count

"3 days, yea! And you're telling me we're just gonna turn back after exausting ourselves to no end and here we are! What is a bunch of literal pussies gonna do to use? We got them out-gunned!"

"We sure do." Rakashi agrees

"So why not?!"

"Think of it, Beatdown. The Avengers may be elsewhere but that doesn't mean we're in the clear. This is New York. The Home of Heroes so to speak. Almost every hero and villain reside here. And no doubt any "hero" who notices the ruckus that's been caused, they'll no doubt diverge on this very point. Whether they're experienced or not, we'll soon find ourselves swamped and I would like to have our reputation not be squandered by being captured because we decided to over extened our efforts. Such that we've already done, but it isn't too late to pull back for now."

Beatdown wants to protests but she knows Asura is right. They literally walked into a lion's den and it would only be a matter of time before the lions come and attack all three of them. She groans before submitting "Alright....Alright..."

"There's other rings to acquire anyway. Hopefully they won't be too difficult to procure."

"You win this round, but we'll be back! Swear on our dead moms!" Raksashi points at them
D3lmoniko Mook-LandStrider _gallifrog_ FireMaiden

 

[Kameron Esters-]

Near the Coliseum exit stood the King of Asgard, Thor Odinson, and his queen, Sif. They watch they're children once again face of with one another on public display.

"I have yet to understand why they could not have spared on the balcony back at the palace." Thor contimplates, still wondering why almost every fight his children have, it must be a spectical

"Don't deceive yourself, Thor. You know you're entertained by their scuffles." Sif muses with a smile

"I don't know a single Asgardian who is a amused by it." Thor chuckles before making his way towards his two children "I simply wished it was not all they'd do."

Sif follows next to him "Well what do you expect when they're the spawn of the god of thunder and war and the fiercest warrior maiden of Asgard?"

"I expected the opposite outcome. Something more...Placid so to speak."

"Ha! Then they would've been disappointments in all the realms! No Asgardian is placid! I mean, it's not like we can be peaceful at times but our nature depends on conflict. If we were just peace-fairers, we'd have laid bare at the feat our enemies."

"True. Very true." Thor turns attention to his son and daughter as the crowd cheers for their king and queen "I assume you two have come to a draw! This would make it your shortest spar yet!" Thor laughs hardily

"If only a certain prince didn't lose his head mid-fight." Thrud hints at Troy

D3lmoniko fin

 

[_gallifrog_]

Cliff Barton (the other Hawkeye)
Location: rooftops of Hell's Kitchen, talking

The cop introduced himself as Detective Sean Summers. Her brain quickly made the connection between the name Summers and the X-man Cyclops. His father most likely, and judging by the glasses, he inherited his father's mutant gift. If he was a detective then he had to have some serious skill. As she spoke she could see him committing the information to memory, presumably to check on a later date. She could also see his brain whirring as he recognised the skill in her jump.

He explained briefly what he knew of the events, Cliff paying careful attention. Josie's, a bar in Hell Kitchen had been trashed. Hydra agents had been posted at the bar to protect somebody, the same somebody that the Juggernaut and the actual Magneto (not just some imitation wanna-be) were looking for. Magneto had gotten what he wanted, which couldn't be a good thing. He then surprised her by asking if she wanted to help him with the investigation.

She smiled back, albeit not as big or white of a grin as Sean's but a grin none the less. She shook the hand he extended, her well-worn fingerless leather glove fitting well into his hand. "Nice to meet you, Detective. You're right about being an Avenger giving me a pass to be here, but I wouldn't be here had Magneto and his accomplice not caused so much ruckus on the roof that I woke up. But now that I'm here, I most definitely interested in helping. And I might have something that could help."

Interactions: fin (Sean)

 

[D3lmoniko]

Astrid Validottir
Location : Small resting area, Althing Coliseum ​

Astrid rose from her chair, looking around. She wanted to see if it was someone around before she got to speaking. The one thing she hated more than anything was to shame Troy in front of someone. Although everybody's seen the spectacle, nobody has ever heard Astrid scold Troy. Looking outside the door, she closed it slowly, taking deep breaths. "Your highness, you spar left so much to be desired."

With the door now closed, Astrid turned to Troy. "First, let us get to what you did good. You improved in some aspects : You did manage to throw Jarnborn with more accuracy. You found out how to get the upper hand in a situation where you could've been taken down easily." While talking, Astrid moved back to her chair, slowly while recounting the events.

"And now on to the part you like the most." Astrid said, letting out a tired sigh. "First of all, you do not throw you weapon in mid air at your enemy. You were left defenseless. No weapon, no way to dodge. Thrud has a long reach weapon, you could've impaled yourself. Second, you had an advantage, you could've just used that awesome line after your enemy got hit. You're lucky that both you and Thrud are two peas in a pod. And third-" Astrid inhaled once more, remembering the scene.

"You lost control. Again. You could've killed your sister." Astrid looked at Troy, sighing. "Your highness, you have to learn from your mistakes. What if I wasn't here? You would've murdered your sister in front of the whole of Asgard." Astrid put her hand to her face. "And your failure will not be blamed on you. It will be blamed on me..." Astrid said, a sorrow in her voice.

"You are the prince of Asgard. Of course you are not at fault. All blame will go o-" Astrid realised what she was saying and stopped herself. "I am sorry, your highness. I forgot my place." Astrid cleared her throat, letting her hand fall from her face. "Tomorrow it'll be training, but we'll focus on what you failed on today." Astrid still stood in her chair, looking at Troy, a stern look on her face.

fin