lil_hulk: (Strength)
Jay Walters-Wingfoot ([personal profile] lil_hulk) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2013-02-10 10:27 pm

The Devil Made Him Do It

The eight foot tall Hulk wandered the streets, not really knowing where it was. Its heavy footfall sometimes making things shake just a little. Most people and things gave it a wide berth. Those that didn't got growled at; then they gave it an entire sidewalk to itself.

It wasn't sure where it was going. It had just destroyed the building that had captured it. Or destroyed the building over the mad doctor's lab who had captured it. Either way, there was rubble behind the Hulk, on its shoulders, and in its hair.

It walked down the street, looking around. It was trying to figure out where it could go to have some peace. To get away from the doctor it had left behind in the rubble.
vincent_amora: (pause)

[personal profile] vincent_amora 2013-02-21 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Magical exhaustion, and we both swallowed some of the harbor. Beyond that, nothing I can discern." Vincent responds. He nods toward his arm. "A mishap with a shield spell... and a Hulk.

This is Mira."
poorgirlsarcee: (leather jacket)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2013-02-21 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"He dove in after me... I swim like a rock." She did lower her head at that, it was something she'd have to fix. Preferably without being airborne first.

She did wave a little when Vincent introduced her. "Just staying long enough to make sure he'll be alright. Should check in with the others to see how they want damage control worked. Jolly Green's not so jolly at the moment though pretty sure it's not Slim's here's doing." She jerked her thumb at Vincent.
ngm_adults: (Kristoff Vernard)

[personal profile] ngm_adults 2013-02-21 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good to meet you, Miss. Wingfoot has lost control? Considering previous experience, your presence was probably unfortunate, Vincent. Please come inside." And after he closes the door behind them, Kristoff starts by...adjusting his gauntlets, actually.
vincent_amora: (pause)

[personal profile] vincent_amora 2013-02-22 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Well of course he's adjusting them. Why wouldn't he be? Vincent exhales and dismisses his armor, appraising his bloodied sleeve, before ripping it off, carefully. Oh... my but his arm isn't supposed to look anything at all like that. Distraction now please.

"Is it a clean break?" He chews his bottom lip, looking away from it. "Regarding Jay, he... he wasn't himself. Not in a full-blown gamma-rage, but... I don't think he was seeing reality in the same manner as the rest of us. Moreso than usual for Jay."

[personal profile] ngm_adults 2013-02-23 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Kristoff takes a look, taking his arm gingerly as he gets Vincent to set it on the table. "Clean enough."
vincent_amora: (nope not sulking at all arms crossed)

[personal profile] vincent_amora 2013-02-23 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Vincent grumbles to himself, covering up a wince as he lays the arm down. "I suppose Manhattan is the wrong city to be walking around in if I'm trying to mind my own business.

Can you check the police bands to confirm the Avengers or SHIELD are on scene? He might have still been escalating at the point I had to pull back."
poorgirlsarcee: (Default)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2013-02-23 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Mira watched the two as she reached over pulling off the forearm panel of her armor exposing the bare skin under it and her wrist which had a white band on it. The skin around the band was a little red and she frowned a moment.

Hearing Vincent's request she nodded closing her eyes a moment snapping the helmet back in place.

"Do you want it on loudspeaker? Because sounds like they're on the scene. Well at least Avengers are." She visibly cringed slightly. "Ow... Damn please say we're allowed to deck whatever set 'im off."
ngm_adults: (Kristoff Vernard)

[personal profile] ngm_adults 2013-02-23 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"The Avengers are clearly on the case. We will let them do their work for now." Kristoff will continue examining, preparing the area, and, with the gauntlets properly adjusted, work to set the bone properly
vincent_amora: (pause)

[personal profile] vincent_amora 2013-02-24 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
A muffled but shrill squeak escapes Vincent's throat, as he turns his head sharply, trying to will the pain to cease. It begins to subside. "Thank you, Kristoff." He tries to smooth his voice out, but still sounds strained. "Do you have the means for a cast, or some other support?"
ngm_adults: (Kristoff Vernard)

[personal profile] ngm_adults 2013-02-24 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Certainly." He slides some solid but foil-thin material under Vincent's arm and begins wrapping it methodically.
poorgirlsarcee: (leather jacket)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2013-02-25 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Mira was quiet a few moments.

"Still sounds like they're reluctant to try to take him down." She knew it was partly because he was a team member. "You going to be okay here? I'm going to make a quick stop and try again to lure him to a less populated area. At least keep damage control down."