ic Warehouse Weapon Warfare

[EternalPhoenix]

February 10, 2019. 2 AM. The Waterfront. A Warehouse.

 

Everyone knew weapons were smuggled into and out of Freedom via The Waterfront and it’s many warehouses. One would get raided by cops, AEGIS, or even superheroes now and then, but the flow in and out never entirely ceased. These were going to be shipped out. The crew involved were newcomers to Freedom City. Normally they worked further south, out of Miami, but this was too good of a deal to pass up. Yes, even to risk the wrath of Freedom’s vast multitude of superheroes and AEGIS’s unofficial headquarters. So here they were. They called themselves the Bad Boys, after the two movies. At any rate, the buyer would be here shortly to both pay and take possession of the shipment. After which, the Bad Boys would hop on the motorcycles and get the hell out of this crazy town. This was the plan. But the plans of low level criminals in Freedom City seldom went right.

[secondling]

The Waterfronts of Freedom City and of its counterpart of Talon's native Earth could not have been more different, as he was more or less coming to expect. First off, he'd been waiting here for over an hour and there hadn't been the sound of so much as a single gunshot, let alone the volleys that would have accompanied a late-night gang feud in Empire City. Secondly, there were hardly any people out and about at this time of night - most such folk would have been drug addicts and criminals in Empire City, but there was a noticeable absence of such people here in Freedom City's Waterfronts. Finally, there was something missing in the air - it could have been a lack of the edge of danger that was nearly omnipresent in Empire City, or it might've simply been that the sides of the buildings facing the water were bleached by sunlight rather than the other way around. 

 

Of course, while in Empire City gunrunning was a matter of necessity for shipping companies, in Freedom City it was a matter of choice - and an illegal one at that. Talon shook his head slightly. His alternate counterpart's organization was buying from the gunrunners, presumably to arm all of his imported criminals. Taking down this arms deal would not only prevent arms and ammunition from falling into Tyler Lee's greedy claws, it would catch his attention. The plan required Lee seeing enemies at every corner, so here Talon was, hidden atop a warehouse's roof in the rather brisk early February morning, waiting for the chance to take out the would-be arms buyers. Ideally, they'll blame each other for the mess that's about to happen...

 

He cracked a grin beneath his cowl, brown eyes narrowing as he peered out at the empty streets surrounding his chosen vantage point. It's going to be good to get back into the dance.

Edited February 10, 2019 by secondling

[EternalPhoenix]

PC

 

Terrifica normally left things like this to the police, or heroes from the Crimebusting server. But you know…it was nice to get out into the field every so often. The fact that she suspected this would be a little more complicated than thug punching had nothing to do with it. So she was actually inside the warehouse, Chameleonic Field Projector enabled and Stealth’ed up in the rafters. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what was bothering her just yet. A pattern in the data…ah, the buyers were here. Wait, that wasn’t right. East Asian, wearing red (with black trim) short shorts, sports bra, fingerless gloves, and almost knee high boots. Terrifica knew this woman. “Rowdy” Reiko Hinomoto had no need for weapons of any kind, and more importantly, she did not work alone. Where was her other half? Where was Dixie Clements?

[EternalPhoenix]

GM

 

Reiko Hinomoto had surprised the Bad Boys with her entrance. Their leader, a man named Malcolm, spoke as she entered the main area of the warehouse. “Didn’t expect one person pick up. And you’re empty handed. Where’s our money?”

 

“Those weapons are stolen property. I’m with the owner. We’d like them back.” Reiko was blunt and to the point, as always.

 

Malcolm only laughed. “Jamal, get this crazy woman out of here.”

 

Jamal, who dwarfed the smallish Reiko by at least two to one, went to grab her. She sidestepped him effortlessly, and a picture perfect head kick left him out cold on the warehouse floor. “Is that how you want it, then?” The Bad Boys pulled blaster rifles. “Fine.” Blaster fire erupted in the warehouse.

[secondling]

Talon's expression hardened slightly as he glared down at the group. This isn't who I was expecting. Dammit. He hadn't factored in the possibility of another criminal group interfering in the Bad Boys' business, and now he was going to have to deal with the consequences of a botched run. Well, at least the woman - he vaguely recognized her appearance from some of the searches he'd done previously on Freedom City's underworld. Reiko Hinamoto. Ex-wrestler turned criminal. Where's her partner, though? 

 

Switching his cowl's vision into infrared, Talon quickly scanned for the smaller woman's partner. He should be around here somewhere. I know that it is possible she's on her own on this, but... He rolled his eyes silently. Possible isn't the same thing as likely. Now, where are you... Clements?

 

He could only take so long, however - things were going to come to violence below, and while a part of him was deeply tempted to let them fight it out, someone would likely die in the process, and that would be... wrong.

[EternalPhoenix]

PC

 

Terrifica knew Reiko had never killed anyone. Brutalized, certainly, but never killed. And truth be told, she was unconcerned about street thugs getting a beating. So she didn’t so much as twitch when Reiko knocked Jamal cold. The Bad Boys barely merited notice as a threat while Reiko was in the top .1% of unpowered unarmed fighters on the planet. They were absolutely no threat to her, and she wouldn’t kill them. So Terrifica simply thought she’d enjoy the show, and confront Reiko when she was finished.

[EternalPhoenix]

GM

 

And there was Terrifica’s question answered. A Texan drawl belonging to one Dixie Clements cut through the initial blaster fire, and there was a pause. Reiko was untouched, of course. “Y’all sure know how to make a girl feel welcome.” Yes, Dixie was a woman, and Terrifica knew very well those who found women attractive would drool. Six feet tall, long blonde hair, blue eyes, large chest, small denim vest, tight blue jeans and brown leather chaps. Oh, and seven different holstered revolvers hanging off her in as many places. A ten gallon hat completed the ensemble. “Goodness gracious.” The smiling “Yankee Rose” sauntered in like a blazing fight wasn’t just about to start. “I know Reiko can lack in the social graces, but trying to shoot her? My, my. I just wanted my weapons back.”

 

Malcolm had scurried behind cover. “F*** off, blondie. We picked up these weapons fair and square. And we’ve got a client willing to pay a fortune to have them.”

 

Dixie drew a revolver and spun the trigger guard around her left index finger. “Oh, those fellas? They had an unfortunate accident and won’t be able to make it tonight. They were kind enough to tell me where y’all were, though. Also,” Her right hand drew and fired in the blink of an eye. Malcolm fell back, hit in the shoulder through the cover he was behind. “I don’t recall asking, sugar.”

 

Malcolm grunted out, from his new position on the floor, “F***in’ shoot them!” And here was the fight.

[secondling]

That... is a woman. Uh. Wow. Talon shook his head vigorously, focusing on the matter at hand. A dangerous woman. I've seen gangbangers with fewer munitions. Growing serious, he grimaced. 

 

An accident, huh? Bleeding Eyes, those guys were vulnerabilities in Lee's organization. Talon winced at the gunshot. Too late to stop it, best to end it. Take out the biggest threats first. With one hand, he pulled out his collapsed battle staff, and took a swift, deep breath of air, before he leapt down from the ceiling. Extending it with a deft twirl, he let his cape catch the air as he fell, swooping down to attack Dixie. "Hey, sweetheart," he said sardonically, "shooting people's a big no-no. Do you want the neighbors to come complaining about the noise?"

 

His staff swept at her head as he landed lightly in a fighting stance, prepared to throw himself out of the way of any blaster fire - or indeed, bullets - that came his way.

[EternalPhoenix]

GM

 

Dixie took the attack well. Meaning she yelled “Ouch” and scooted several dozen feet away wn her Rocket Roller Skates. “The heck is wrong with you, jumping out at a lady like that.” Both revolvers in her hands went back into their holsters. “Goodness, is this city ever infested with heroes. Let a lady conduct her personal business, already.” She pulled out yet another revolver and fired at Talon. Like six times with one trigger pull. Tech, man. Her accuracy was right on target, and so Reiko didn’t bother following up. Instead she darted over to where two of the Bad Boys had taken cover. The first ate a knee while she was still running. She planted that leg, twisted, and the second got a spinning kick to the face. Unfortunately, this left her in perfect position for one of the other Bad Boys to hit her with a unexpectedly good shot. Her eyes watered from the pain of the blaster hit. She would not be acting right after that.

Edited February 24, 2019 by EternalPhoenix

[secondling]

Talon let out a sharp, pained gasp as bullets slammed into his torso, penetrating even the reinforced kevlar of his costume. As he coughed softly, he shook himself, trying hard to focus on the combat at hand. Bleeding Eyes. Amateurish. Should've tried something else... like coming up from behind and choking her out or something. He grimaced, blinking his eyes hard to try to clear them. May have to reinforce the costume at this rate.