Bixir
Cape Connoisseur
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Spider-Venom213
He could hardly believe what this "hero" was saying. These newbies had a lot to learn. "You do, do you?" The armored figure strode closer to Zero, sizing himself up with a scoff. He gestured in another direction from the alleyway, instead leading down the main street towards downtown. Just a little longer... "You've got a few screws loose. Why don't we go for a walk?" -
Phantom Thief of Hearts
Garrus scowled at this. They were wasting time. If they didn't hurry this up, they were going to get overrun, Hitler and his goons were going to get away with this, or worse... he'd get chewed out. Dialing his omni-tool, Garrus queued up an Overload, causing the Imperials' weapons to overheat and explode, sending them all sprawling. The Turian leaped out of cover, sprinting forward and gunning down the survivors. He barely even checked around the corner for any reinforcements before charging into the storage room. He couldn't wait to see if Tucker and the Doctor followed him, either. If they couldn't keep up, he'd probably need to go off on his own again. They were running out of time.
Inside, Garrus saw the back of a Stormtrooper's head. Click. Empty. The soldier turned around in alarm, meeting a Turian headbutt. Another one down. Garrus shook his head, a bit winded from having to do that through the stormie's helmet. Now, where was it... it didn't take long. Hacking the electronic lock with his omni-tool, Garrus pulled out a small ring, just large enough to fit around his finger. He flexed his right hand, feeling... nothing? He frowned. Part two...
By the time the Doctor came into the room, he would see that most of the storage containers had been blasted, torn, or actually burned open. Garrus stood beside one of the last remaining intact crates, on top of which rested a brilliant green lantern. He smiled at the Doctor, almost mockingly so.
"I was beginning to think you wouldn't show. Now..." He moved his ring-bearing hand into the core of the lantern. He began to chant, and as he did, the object's light began to permeate through his arm, spreading to the rest of his body.
"In brightest day, in blackest night,
No evil shall escape my sight;
Let those who worship evil's might,
Beware my power... Green Lantern's light!"
When Garrus finished, his blue warden's armor was now the same green hue as the lantern, and the symbol of his allegiance, and of his ring, was emblazoned on his chest.
"Let's kill Hitler." -
Birdsie
Crenando
No questions... good. For once, that was good. Sure, it could mean that these guys were braindead morons who had forgotten the plan - even one as simple as what she had laid out to them not even an hour ago - as soon as it had passed through their ears. Frankly, she couldn't care less. The bottom line was that it meant they were, even loosely, in a worst case scenario, following her orders. It was progress.
But then there was... Was this some kind of prank? It had to be. Whoever (or whatever) this was, it looked way too much like one of Shadow Weaver's cronies. She'd recognize those red robes anywhere. Never mind how he spoke. How was she understanding that nonsense coming out of his mouth?! This was getting weird, and she didn't like it.
"Castle Greyskull?! The enemy?" Great. Now she was losing her train of thought. She stormed towards this thing, mage, whatever he was supposed to be, her tail flailing wildly in the wake of her ire. She towered over him, making sure to emphasize the difference between his size and her authority with an especially annoyed glare.
"There'll be food after we round up their supplies and take some prisoners. All you need to remember is to blow these idiots sky high! Got it?"
Not waiting for a response, the feline captain returned to the front of the line, though had one last remark for the newbie before the first sign of the convoy coming through came over the horizon. "And it's Force Captain Catra, before you forget!" -
Phantom Thief of Hearts
SpaceRavens03
Thepotatogod
As soon as the lights went out, Batgirl knew that all of them had been made, herself included. She activated the nightvision lenses in her cowl, though even then she was barely able to make out what - or who - had apparently done it before the lights returned to the bar. It was then that she knew that they were in trouble. This was one of her first forays into investigating the yakuza of Kamurocho... but she knew the people of the Maggia by heart.
Whatever plans she would have offered Kiryu in that moment was stifled by the sudden arrival of an armored hero that Batgirl didn't recognize at all. One of the Pro Heroes? There wasn't anything she could do about whatever it was that he was planning, but knowing who this was, she had a feeling it wouldn't end well.
It didn't. In reaction to the human projectile now hurdling her way, Batgirl expertly pounced from the windowsill into action. Seeing Kiryu take care of the new intruder was a small relief, but it wouldn't mean much if he couldn't keep up with the Prowler. She knew what this was about, but that wasn't going to stop her from taking this guy down. He was good... but she was better. Hopefully. Narrowly avoiding the hero in question, Batgirl quickly transitioned into a fighting stance before she even landed, already engaging the Prowler with several lightning strikes to the lower torso and shins. These were preliminary strikes, keeping him on his toes while she familiarized herself with his body patterns. That throw hadn't given much, but it spoke pretty loudly about the kind of fighter that he was.
And it was giving her second thoughts about her odds.