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nextgenerationmarvel2014-05-19 11:45 pm
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Just Your Typical Evening Robbery Spectacle ((Open to Street Level-types))
Primetime punched his fist into his palm. He knew what he and his team needed to do while Propsmaster did his thing. New York City had cameras all over, so this wouldn't be that hard. He stepped out onto the sidewalk, shoving some of the pedestrians out of the way. He didn't care about the yelled protests.
The masked man saw a taxi driving down the street in front of him. He opened up a teleportation disk right under it. The other end of the disk opened above a parked car with a brunette walking toward it. She looked kinda cute, but it looked like that's where a little distracting anarchy could start.
The masked man saw a taxi driving down the street in front of him. He opened up a teleportation disk right under it. The other end of the disk opened above a parked car with a brunette walking toward it. She looked kinda cute, but it looked like that's where a little distracting anarchy could start.
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"Cool."
Her eyes sparkled. Gina did so appreciate crushed metal.
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"I may need back-up." It was said to no one visible, but he hoped his teammates got the message.
Then he teleported to stand six inches in front of Nika. He attempted to poke at one of her metal sticks. "Please tell me you know how to use these."
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Nika didn't really have time to blink at Gina's presence because she suddenly had a teleporting Pirate of Penzance very close to her. She made a surprised squawking sound (that she would deny until the day she died) and batted at his poking hand with the closest stick.
Though she tried stepping back and to the side to give the girl with fire a chance to do something.
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"Look. I know how sometimes there's a hero-to-hero misunderstanding when costumed people who aren't familiar with one another meet up in public. I just want to make sure, before I thoroughly kick your butt with the help of my two sisters-in-arms here - you aren't a hero, right?" She raised a hand, warm fire merrily crackling over her five fingertips. "Because if not, I don't mind warming up before your back-up gets here."
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The large woman watching and drinking a large bucket of something could possibly be an issue. Ingenue guesses she should keep that one busy so Propsmaster could continue to work uninterrupted.
Ingenue sent a Wind Blast to knock Gina down the street.
Meanwhile, Primetime got his knuckles rapped for being amused by little sticks. He shook the slightly sore hand before quickly trying to grab Nika by the throat. He hoped that would answer Acrobat's question.
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"I was mindin' my own business, just watchin' the fun, and you hadda come along, and what did you do?"
Moving surprisingly fast for someone her size, she charged forward, grabbed the taxi that Primetime had teleported, and hurled it at Ingenue.
"YOU MADE ME SPILL MY COFFEE!"
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She hovered there, trying to figure out what to do with the giant metal woman across the street in the mean time.
Primetime was very distracted from trying to get Baton Girl by a flaming devil coming at him. He got a little burnt and shoved before teleporting to directly behind Acrobat. He swung a fist toward her back, aiming for a kidney punch.
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Her train of thought was interrupted by the sound of a channel changing.
Sure, Mags might not have come with her full Acrobat costume, but she'd brought her teachers with her. Psylocke. Rachel Grey. Kitty Pryde. Her father, Daredevil. Her senses were on complete alert, and she could suss out the sound of a teleportation when she needed to.
She whirled around and blocked the punch, smiling smugly, before lashing out with a kick of her own.
"Bad programming, gruesome. Try changing the channel again."
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She let out a quick breath when she no longer had a... Nika had to pause. Hands like those were very familiar. And the sound of a television channel changing.
"Mojoworlders?"
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Gina ripped a street light from the sidewalk. She'd seen her Hulk-a Hulk-a burnin' love do this trick in a Youtube video. After downloading it and watching it several (thousand) times... in slow motion... she figured she could pull it off, too.
Holding the street light in one hand, she leapt at the side of a nearby building, sinking her other hand and her toes into the bricks. She clambered up to Ingenue's level, then jumped out, swinging the street light like a fly swatter at the annoying little gnat.
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That jumping swing would have splattered Ingenue like a bug... had she stayed in place. She had no desire to be canceled. Particularly if it meant that fuzzy harlot got her Aiden away free and clear. Though gawking at what the woman was doing made her a little slow on the getting away. The light pole clipped Ingenue and sent her spinning to the sidewalk back across the street.
Primetime grinned at being attacked. Two on one? Suited him just fine. He shifted his stance to let the counterattack come at him. Until he stepped out and tried to grab Acrobat's leg. He wanted to use her own momentum to try to toss her into Nika.
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She moved forward with her batons and went for the back of Primetime's knees. Anything to throw him off-balance even as he tried to smack her with a hero.
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"I was lookin' forward to that coffee, and the cupcake too!"
If one were to look closely, there was a little bit of frosting on her metal nose and chest.
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Ingenue dodged as best she could while trying to keep Gina in Gaffer's radius of effect.
Primetime winced at the repeated blows. They distracted him enough from his objective that he did not move in time to avoid Nika's attack. He stumbled sideways to get out from between the two battling young ladies.
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"What the $%&#? I didn't do that!"
In most of her powered up forms, Gina can rip a medium-sized house off its foundations. When she's not powered up, she can still bench around 700 lbs.
She couldn't quite wield the lamp post like a fly swatter anymore, now it was more like a baseball bat. She held it in both hands and swung at Ingenue.
Then she looked down at the scrawny little red headed twig.
"Did you do that?"
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Ingenue was clipped by the large baseball bat Gina was wielding. She spun out and hit the pavement. She yelped in pain and rolled away from Gina. She lay on the sidewalk and reached up to harness her power to try to pin Gina against the wall of a building with a sustained wind.
Primetime grunted and hissed at the repeated fiery blows on her body. He teleported before Nika's baton blows could land. He appeared beside Acrobat and swung a double-fisted blow at her ribs. Then he teleported again with the sound of the channel changing.
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She blinked at the light pole baseball bat. Though the distraction was only for a moment. Her grip on the metal baton tightened.
"Back-to-back. Less openings that way." It wouldn't stop the teleporting, but it could save them both some pain.
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