bullseye_ (bullseye_) wrote in marvel_legends,
@ 2011-04-20 18:35:00

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"to kill a mockingbird", bullseye, hawkeye, mockingbird

It wasn't that long a drive out of the cesspits of Utah into the even more arid, but far more entertaining deserts of Las Vegas, Nevada. Hard to believe they was both settled by the Mormons, hah? Someone musta gotten their messages lost somewhere. Bullseye doesn't have to think which ones he prefers.

The man he's got tied up like a hog in the back of his van is quiet for the moment, but that won't last long. That's alright. Bullseye has some questions he needs answered anyway. Pulling over into a restaurant parking lot, he gets out, opens the back door - careful to make sure his hostage is still unconscious and not waiting to jump him - climbs in and locks back up.

He'll need the suit - if Barton doesn't have it on him, he'll get ahold of one. But first and foremost, he needs answers.

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mocks_you
2011-04-27 03:55 pm UTC (link)

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Bobbi threw herself back from the door to be out of range of gunfire. Bulletproof these walls weren't!

There was a tiny window in the bathroom but it was the balcony she wanted. She grabbed Ali by the arm and dragged him with her through the room and out the glass door. "Change of plan. Hope you don't mind heights!" The gun was holstered and she flipped the end of a drag line onto the balcony rail. "Hold on because letting go would really suck. Hit the ground running back to the vehicle. Once you're inside hit the radio and just say birdy needs backup they'll take care of the rest." She tucked the keyfob into his pocket with a little pat. "I'll keep things occupied here."

Not that he really had an option as she wrapped the line around his waist and shoved him over the balcony. The drag line would keep him from falling too fast and hopefully while she was playing with the jerk he'd get the back up and be locked in the vehicle safely. Twitchy could auto drive it if need be.

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legends_misc
2011-04-29 12:38 am UTC (link)

"Wait, what do you mean---AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

This is all that Ali gets out as he's sent down the dragline. Later, if he lives through this, he will consider this the best move that Mockingbird could have made, because he doesn't want to be anywhere near that psycho.

When he gets to the car, he gets inside and radios for help, just like she told him.

Then he starts the car and gets the hell out of there.

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bullseye_
2011-04-29 04:30 am UTC (link)

Bullseye is annoyed. These guards are wasting his time, and the bird is prob'ly getting away with the arms dealer while he's back here, being held up by the Keystone Kops of the Security Industry.

He's picking off these guys like it's a game of Whack-a-Mole, and fun as it is to shoot their chubby little heads off and watch their brains ooze out their ears - Lester ain't gettin' paid for moles. He's getting paid for a bird, and the snake in the grass arms dealer she's protecting.

Huh. A snake. That gives him an idea for how to slot the guy; maybe he'll bash his head in, instead of shooting him. That's how you took care of snakes, right? Birds on the other hand; birds did get shot. But there were a lot of things you could do with birds. Bullseye grins. The possibilities are endless.

He's just gotta get away from these morons, first. Running around a corner, Bullseye darts into an alley alongside the building, then quickly scales the fence into the neighboring street. It the back of a restaurant, and the kitchen door is open, letting the loud noise come through. Pulling the pin on one of his grenades, he tosses it back over the fence so that it lands among the garbage bags he'd used to climb out, and walks away, just as he hears voices enter the alley at the other end.

When the explosion comes, Bullseye is back on the sidewalk, heading back to the main street to find Birdy and his target.

Around the corner shrieks a van with a Middle Eastern man at the wheel, his hands not on the steering wheel, which is nevertheless driving on it's own.

"GOD DAMMIT!" Bullseye shouts. "FUCKIN' A! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON THAT BITCH, I'M GONNA KILL HER SO MANY TIMES..." Bullseye inhales, clenching and unclenching his fists. Anger isn't gonna help him right now. He's got leverage.

Returning to where they'd began, Bullseye bursts into the room in a fury, guns at the ready. "Marco?" he snarls.

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mocks_you
2011-04-29 08:47 am UTC (link)

She'd accomplished what she wanted...hopefully...and got Ali out of range. There was anger instead of any kind of gloating from him and that means her care package is probably on its way to safety courtesy of Twitchy. Of course now she had to keep the others from getting involved to keep Clint safe.

"Polo." She stood in the middle of the room with her battle staves out and ready in each hand while poised to move just in case he started firing. "So what was it you were trying to say while they were attempting to blow your head off?"

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bullseye_
2011-04-30 04:03 am UTC (link)

"You just killed your husband, pretty bird," Bullseye snarls, drawing a bead on her. "Just killed yourself, too."

Taking a menacing step closer, his anger melts into a grin of fervent anticipation. "Course, this might not work out too bad after all," Bullseye mutters. "I was only looking forward to killing Ali today. Since he got away, I've got two other birds to stuff and mount."

A thoughtful look enters Bullseye's eyes. "I wonder if anyone's tried that these days; mountin' a human head as a trophy? Doesn't seem too smart, does it? Let's see... I don't usually take souvenirs, but considering this is a double bonus for me, how about..." He looks Bobbi over for a moment. "Fingers, toes... they go bad to fast. A tongue - could preserve it, but ain't much to look at. There's alway's the eye's, but they're very delicate.

"Which brings us to the hair." Bullseye grins. That's it - " He puts away his guns and pulls out a couple of throwing knives. "I'm not gonna shoot you; not unless I have to. No, I'm gonna fucking scalp the shit out of you and leave you here to bleed to death, alone, just like your husband, unless you think maybe you wanna get smart about this and START WORKIN' WITH ME HERE!"

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mocks_you
2011-04-30 01:55 pm UTC (link)

"You might be surprised how non-motivating it is to threaten to scalp me then say I need to work with you." She backed up a half step to keep a little distance between them and twirled one of her staves lightly in her hand.

"Tell you what Einstein how about I explain the whole part where I just asked you what you were trying to tell me when they started shooting. That means I'm asking what the plan is. Obviously you have a plan...or possibly I'm giving you too much credit...at any rate one washed up weapons dealer is too small of a fishy for you to be this pissed off about so what do you want?"

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bullseye_
2011-04-30 05:34 pm UTC (link)

"I want to get the job done," he answers, as if this should have been obvious. "I want my money, and I want that puny little trout you let slip through your scrawny fingers, to be wanderin' the desert naked by morning, with just one 'a these," he indicates one of his knives. "For company.

"So you can either quit wasting my time, and yours, and Clinty-boy's, may I remind you, and help your dear ol' 'Hawkeye' find this asshole," he says, looking rather smug at calling himself Hawkeye. "Or you can keep up the bad cop routine - which is very good, by the way - in which case, we're back to me scalping you, Clinty-boy bleedin' out like a stuck pig, and then me going after Trout man anyway, so he'll still be dead, one way or the other, pretty bird."

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