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[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all that want in
Location: Metal Sector, "top right" turtle flipper
Situation: WHOOPS, Evandau missed the most extreme gang and now they're taking action. Help take down their HQ or put an end to their plot to damage Tu Vishan's mobility.
Warnings/Rating: Violence, possibly language, maybe blood.

The remnants of the Black Kirin came together into an extremist cell both anti-Foreigner and anti-Tu Vishan. They've been gathering their forces and resources for one massive attack on the turtle itself. Natasha Romanov has alerted the PC crew to this risk and now there are two focal points to counter: Dismantling the Black Kirin headquarters in the Metal Sector and dismantling the explosives tied and primed to the front flipper on the right side of Tu Vishan.

That means it's time to (optionally) pick sides and quests to lend a hand in. Participation in optional, but do you really want to see what happens when too many explosives go off on an extremely giant turtle?

As of Natasha's warning post, the operation is approximately four hours from being live and ready to execute. Time will be of the essence when it comes to putting a stop to it, because no one really knows how Tu Vishan would react to damage. And, to the Foreigners, what will happen if he submerges in self-defense and floods Keeliai?


Black Kirin HQ:
Evandau's actions during the festival took the head off the snake, but the venom remained and the heads regrew with the ferocity of the Hydra. Run now by a council of ten, the gang has taken over one of the taller buildings in Metal and hollowed out residences, offices, and storage to put together one large scale operation to blow off Tu Vishan's flipper.

Roughly half of their forces are holed up here, ready to storm the streets and block police response when the bombs go off. They're armed to the teeth with everything from swords to crossbows, many of them wearing varied forms of armor to protect themselves.

The roof of the building is where the signalling team is placed, with the simple utilisation of mirrors and light meant to trigger a message chain along a line of smaller outposts spaced between the building and the operation location at the flipper.

There are three priorities in this location:
>Apprehend (or end) the council of ten.
>Disarm and apprehend (or end) the armed forces.
>Disable the signalling equipment to prevent warning reaching the operation.

Tu Vishan's Flipper:
The top three lieutenants of the reborn Black Kirin are overseeing the operation to disable Tu Vishan's flipper. They have approximately sixty kedan with varying degrees of arms and armor defending the operation. In addition to this, there is a team of ten labourers working beneath the waterline to transport explosives and a team of five engineers to position and wire them

The armed kedan are similar to the forces within the headquarters, but are spaced further apart and have devoted one third of their number to shell border patrol/sentry duties and one third to boat patrol around the length of the flipper, which is submerged. They are alert for possible intervention, but not infalliable.

The placement teams are one engineer and two labourers, all working beneath the surface in gill-adapted forms to continue breathing as they work. They are using a variation of plastic explosives that represent cutting edge technology here on Tu Vishan and, most importantly, is waterproof. There are five floating platforms with supplies floating on the water with two guards per; here the labourers surface to obtain the next charge.

Each of the three lieutenants is on the move, joining each phase of the work to help and remind everyone who is in charge. Careful about engaging them! They are the top martial arts combatants of the Black Kirin and will not hesitate to use lethal force.

There are three priorities in this location:
>Apprehend (or end) the three lieutenants.
>Disarm and apprehend (or end) the armed forces.
>Disable the explosives to prevent damage to Tu Vishan.

Comments

BLACK KIRIN HEADQUARTERS

[ironwood]

>here you can take on the remnants of the Black Kirin!

Near the entrance at any time :U

[memoriesinsmoke]

[So Liz' job is to stay near the entrance to make sure the fight doesn't break out into the streets. Sure, she can do that.

In the beginning it'll mostly be standing watch and taking down anyone that comes up and tries to start even more trouble. Eventually, though, she'll have to start using her firepower to make sure none of the gang members get outside.

The quick solution to that is to work on summoning up a wall of fire to block their way. The problem with that, though, is that it'll take a lot of Liz' concentration to keep it going strong while still keeping it from going out of control and spreading. Of course, while the armour the kedan are wearing may help them against hand to hand... metal gets hot, and there will be a lot of fire around to make those suits feel hotter than an oven. However, if any manage to break through, it'll be difficult for Liz to try and take them down while still maintaining control over her fire.

Once everything is taken care of, though, that means it's time to rein everything back in so that way the good guys inside will have a way out, too. This is also something that'll take a lot of Liz' concentration, but the job can always get done faster if there are people around that are good at putting out fires.

After all that, Liz is just going to want to go home. But mostly, she'll stick around to catch up with everything else and get news on how everything inside turned out.]

[OOC: Feel free to work with Liz during any of these times!]

[iwaspromisedtea]

[ He's nearly reached the Black Kirin's HQ (after stopping to examine a thing or two he thought might help him get a head start on the communications blocking he'd been planning to take charge of), when he spots the giant wall of flame blocking the entryway that he'd been planning to take. It doesn't look as if it's been put there by the gang members -- as they'd had no abilities of this sort from what he remembers of the debriefing and the fact that the edges of the entrance aren't nearly singed enough -- so the question really is: who is responsible for it?

He spots the answer to his question a second later as he catches a glimpse of Liz. She seems to be keeping it going and as he nears, he can see that it's also effectively keeping some of the members out. She seems like she's got a handle on it, but as soon as he thinks that, someone manages to burst through the flames. He's got to give it to whoever's got the resilience for it, but of course, that just means that whoever it is will be another factor to watch out for.

In fact, he can see that the solitary gangmember plans to attack the woman keeping the fire going in hopes of saving his fellow members and yes, that would be a very, very bad thing indeed. ]

Watch out!

[ Andddd he's sprinting to try and tackle the aforementioned gang member. ]

[memoriesinsmoke]

[The Doctor's shout, while appreciated, break's Liz's concentration, and the fire immediately flares up.]

Jesus! [Rein it back, rein it back, rein it back. Do not fuck this up for everyone else. Liz breathes deep and takes a moment to focus.]

The fire is not my enemy.
It is a part of me.
It is mine.

[She repeats the mantra several more times, and each time the fire slowly dies down before it is reduced to a minor, controlled burn. ... And then the turns to face the Doctor.]

What the hell was that!? [It isn't that Liz in ungrateful. It's just that things could have gone very bad if she wasn't able to get herself under control. Also, just tackling people isn't exactly an effective method. It's nothing personal, Doctor. She's just very snappy.

Either way, she marches over and reaches down to grasp the gang member's head before slamming it into the ground - that should take care of him for now.]

Going to have to start over, now. Try to keep the interruptions to a minimum.

[iwaspromisedtea]

[ he doesn't really appreciate being shouted at while he's trying to keep the gang member under control, but he just frowns and keeps him held down until Liz can sort of do her thing. when the member is out cold, he lets go and gets up, brushing off his tweed jacket before crossing his arms. ]

I — I was trying to stop him from doing anything that might stop you from effectively blocking the doorway. I didn't think you'd have such a reaction to that, so, yes, apologies on my part. But you're welcome for that by the way.

Also, that was a bit unnecessary. [ saying that he looks a little miffed would be an understatement because no matter who it may be, he's never been a fan of anyone using violent methord unnecessarily. at least there were no guns involved. ]

Now then. Is there any possible way for me to get in there?

[memoriesinsmoke]

[Groan.]

Sorry, but if my concentration gets messed up then there's a risk of this building going up in flames, along with everyone inside of it. [Including everyone on their side. So yeah, she's not really sorry. She's grateful, but she's not sorry. Hell, it's taking a good amount of concentration to just keep that minor fire going.

She doesn't say anything in regards to the comment about taking out a threat being unnecessary, though she does roll her eyes.]

You can get in through here, but it'll take me a few minutes to completely put the fire out. [Because keeping everything under control is one thing, but making a fire die out completely is another. She's the burn lady, not the put-out-all-the-fires-ever lady.]

Give me some time and you'll be able to get in.

Leader Hunting with Natasha Romanoff :|

[tendnottoweep]

Natasha made sure everyone knew their tasks and the layout of the building before they went in - with the nature of the task at hand, the way they're going to be split up and the lack of mobile communications, there's no way to effectively lead the entire group (nor does she want to), so the best she can do is give her team all the information and leave them to their own devices.

Natasha herself is in search of the leaders of the Kirin, stalking through the building with efficient grace, calmly putting down any kedan who get in her way. If she passes by anyone in dire need of help, she might be inclined to stop and rescue them, but for the most part she's focused on finding her targets and taking them down.

One duckling in a row...

[trainwrecked]

Bucky's still a little confused as to why she wanted him with her...

... but, good God, is he not sorry for that.

Natasha Romanoff is beauty personified, when in motion. He's been impressed by ladies here before - Favirelle is stunning by just existing, and the pure joy in the way Steph throws herself into it strikes a chord in him - but this is something else entirely. Even the way he can see her making sure that the force she applies isn't lethal... it's almost too much.

Or maybe would have been, if he could just sit and watch her.

He can't. And he doesn't let himself get too distracted. They have work to do, and lives depend on him. Steve's, possibly, included.

Bucky isn't anywhere near that efficient, but he's a fast learner, and he's been working on this since the day he met Rikki, and then the first day of the Festival. His motions have started losing the need to be down on the ground, instead using elements of the parkour he's getting a grip on to be a tougher target, to apply momentum to the enemy of superior force... and to get to his own marks as quickly and quietly as he can.

[histruename]

Hellboy lurks through the halls of the HQ, mostly making sure no one gets killed. This usually isn't his thing, so he hangs back. He has no interest in killing terrorists, so whoever crosses his path gets a solid left hook and a ticket to dreamland. The local police should be there soon to clean up the mess, and probably have a better idea of what's going on, so he's just there to make sure no one does anything stupid. In fact he might get a little pissy if he sees someone going on a killing spree.

[trainwrecked]

No killing spree, here, but by the time Bucky makes his way to the same hallway, the heavy fighting he's been doing has switched his body into, well, a sort of battle mode. The one where thinking narrows down to getting the enemy down as quickly as silently as possible, no bullets, only strength and skill against... strength.

And then the kedan he's been chasing around a corner pretty much runs into a large, red fist, and Bucky skids to a stop, looking up at the... uh, person before him.

"Whoa."

He looks between the red giant and the unconscious kedan.

"You're not one of the bad guys, right?"

Because the last red-skinned, weird-looking, superstrong man he encountered definitely was.

[histruename]

The guy goes down like a sack of wet cement, and stays where he landed in a heap against the far wall. Hellboy's aware he has an audience, but he takes the time to survey his handiwork before he pays the new guy any attention, crouching over the fallen kedan to make sure he's still breathing. Then he comes to, a look of abject terror on his bloodied face. "Stay down, pal," Hellboy warns, making a fist with his enormous stone hand. The grinding sounds like broken tombstones. "You really don't want to piss me off."

The guy just stares at him, not daring to move a muscle.

Satisfied, he turns to Bucky. "Don't look at me," he says. "I'm with you guys."

[trainwrecked]

"Yeah. I can see that." Considering what he knows about the strength of the kedan? Yep. Bucky's right there with the guy on the ground.

Except he doesn't have time to be terrified from somebody on their side. Who actually checks to make sure his, ah, adversaries survive the encounter.

"And it's good to know. Bucky Barnes, and heading that way." He points down the hall, and, "in case that bit wasn't clear, anyone who might look like he or she's got anything like a trigger device for explosives gets priority treatment."

Way to be rude, Bucky... but he really doesn't have much time to waste, not until the building is secured.

[histruename]

"Right." Yeah, this definitely isn't his thing. His usually just hits whatever horrible thing is coming at him and lets the other guys work out the rest. "Thanks for clearing that up, but I have a question for you. How the hell do we know this bomb even has a trigger? For all we know all these guys have to do is wave their hands and boom."

You get the picture.

So this is why he wanted the guy still conscious, now watching them in terror from his spot on the floor. Sometimes you just have to ask for directions. Hellboy crouches down in front of him again, the kedan's wide-eyed look meeting his even, golden gaze.

"You know anything about a bomb?"

The man's look of fear turns into disgust as he spits a mouthful of blood on Hellboy's jacket, swearing he'll tell him nothing. Hellboy grabs the guy's shoulder, slamming him up against the wall.

"Now what did I tell you about pissing me off?"

TU VISHAN FLIPPER

[ironwood]

>this is the time and place to save the day!

One wayward pinch of potassium chlorate, one errant twitch...and KABLOOIE!

[ancillary]

[ When Miranda touched down groundside after experiencing being carted over a distance by way of being carried by Iron Man for the first time did she force herself to admit that her sea legs did nothing for the vertigo that caused. On readjusted legs she pushed off Tony with little show of courtesy, and took in a deep breathe then exhaled with a curse. ]

Nice of you to pick a girl up.

[ Their discussion was cut off by the sound of boots striking the ground in the their direction. It was then Miranda was only a hairsbreadth away from breathing through a new hole in her neck when she threw up a biotic shield that stopped a stray projectile. Her breathe hitched in surprise before she took cover behind a garden rock that came up to her waist.

The biotic shield up was kept up; she had expanded it to cover a radius of ten feet even as to not drain her energy before they had even moved into the thick of it. The gun at her hip was drawn, and she looked up to Stark with a grim but unfettered resolve. ]

Their numbers aren't in the hundreds, but they're angry enough for a thousand. I need a path to that bomb before they have a chance to over take us. So, I'm hoping you brought another date to this affair?

[iron_ego]

[The downside to the Mark VI? His expression appears as a perma-frown, but trust that Tony is fully equipped to make that suave grin which charms ladies all over the globe.

Only, he's a bit busy reading the data that flares up on his HUD when she employs her special technique, not to mention the profile Jarvis starts building on that gun. Interesting and all things he will analyse later. Right, combat and the threat of a lost fin first.]

Don't worry, sweetheart. We have all the force necessary right here, as I'm sure Dr. Banner would agree.

[It's an over-the-shoulderplate quip at the second guest of the flight, one (1) Bruce Banner. He gives him some cover on the comment by firing off the repulsors -- first to lift him twenty feet in the air, then to blast at the feet of the first line of kedan. They go sprawling, but as he drops back down, he sees a few too many of them getting back up.]

Tough little buggers.

[hulk]

[ Yeah, Bruce was an entirely non-angry shade of green after that little lift out to the edge of the shell and he'll have to find some other way out here next time he plans a picnic. He would say as much except suddenly, oh hey - gunfire.

One of his favorite things. Not.

It's instinct that has him diving down behind the rock the second he hears it, and PTSD that has him in a twitching little ball, trying to remember how breathing works. His jaw clenches and his teeth grind as he forces himself past it and above the white noise starting to swell in his head and look up at Tony. ]

Evacuating wounded, huh. That kind of thing. [ A deep breath before he steels himself because really, had he expected anything else when first Romanoff and then Stark had put up the call?. ] Yeah. Force won't be a problem.

[ancillary]

[ From the outside look on, Miranda really couldn't gauge whether or not Stark had been scanning her or "scanning her." Given what she had gleaned of the man's dominant personality in their brief encounter she would have accepted both possibilities. She made a mental note that literally no one else here had a working knowledge of biotics, or twenty-third century weaponry. It would make for shop talk later, if anything. ]

Durability isn't synonymous with invulnerability. [ Miranda said this with a certain chill as she dropped the shield to fire off a few rounds in the crowd that had regrouped the fastest. The M-77 Paladin lacked the targeting laser she was used to, but to her credit there wasn't a shot fired that didn't hit something unfriendly.

It was only with the inclusion of Dr. Banner that made her a pinch nervous, or more accurately, concerned Stark's judgement wasn't as clear as she had hoped. He looked so...squishy, if she wanted to be artful about it. Even if it ate away at her physical energy she threw up the biotic shield around them once again for the sake of the skinny man without so much as a shield generator. ]

Then I hope you're about to pull the the trigger on whatever it is that's going get me to that bomb faster. We're on a tight schedule.

[hulk]

Show me where you need to go and I will.

[ Even if Miranda isn't obvious about it, Bruce can tell there's skepticism - because hey, who the hell wouldn't be skeptical about him. He's full aware of how unintimidating and nerdy he is, but that doesn't matter. Doesn't change what will happen or what he can do.

Never mind he's never changed three times in a single day and can't really remember last time he ate. That can get worried about later. ...Assuming there was.

Seriously, when he got the speech from the natives and assumed he would be dead, he thought he was past all of this and into calmer waters. Literally. Should have known better, really. ]

RALLYING | closed | Bruce Banner & Tony Stark

[iron_ego]

[FI-1A's on his radar, but Tony veers off towards Water Sector to follow-up on a lead started that day with a post on the consoles that complained of a pool in one's living room. The arrival of Bruce Banner is almost too opportune (he'll worry about coincidence later), but he's not going to look a gift Hulk in the mouth when the safety of a city, a turtle, and his new digs are in jeopardy.

Problem is? All he's got confirmed is the Water Sector. Jarvis scans the buildings as he pulls in, highlighting ones that appear consistent with suite designs. It's a start and, on any other day? Tony'd take his time and puzzle it out. With four hours left until the fourth of July, kedan style? It's time to be a little more blunt.

That's why he activates the suit's basic PA interface, ramping up the audio output to be certain that he'll be heard as he lands and starts walking down the street.]

Paging Dr. Bruce Banner. Would Dr. Banner please report to the street in as irate a mood as possible?

[hulk]

[ Bruce is still sitting at his computer, staring at Agent Romanoff's post and seriously considering the intelligence of even offering what he's just offered and then--

The actual fucking hell is that?!?

After nearly jumping out of his chair, he scrambles (or tries to, he's still ridiculously sore and aching) to the street, mouth gaping in a clear expression of: ]

Y- What are you doing?

[iron_ego]

[The visor flips up to show his face, looking a shade more intense than earlier.]

Casting a summoning spell, what does it sound like? [Hey, it's not him if it's not snarky.] I don't knew if you've been console surfing, but we've got a situation on our hands that might be right up your alley.

[hulk]

I saw, yeah, but. [ He shifts back a step, eyes dropping. ] Explosives aren't my area. That's your deal. So I don't know about alleys, or.

[iron_ego]

I'm talking the dark alley in here that makes you see red and the rest of us see green. [He taps his head.] Ever thought about shedding some light on it and working with it?

[hulk]

i know what you're talking about. [ His tone shifts to something brusquer before he catches himself. Just because he's angry doesn't mean he takes it out on everybody, not if he can help it. ] We already kind of... A lot's happened in the year you're missing. Doesn't mean that the other guy is the answer to every problem you end up having.