ng_underworld (ng_underworld) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-02-25 20:42:00

Entry tags:

adrienne batroc, anya stark, armadillo jr., bea dayspring, crosshairs, guardian, martin baum, plot - "lightning strikes", team - thunderbolts

Lightning Strikes
Stephen Remus sat in the office of his penthouse, smoking a cigarette as he looked out the window.

"You have your team. You ready for your first outing?" Remus asked the figure behind him.

"Yes," came the audibly distorted voice. "We know where they'll all be."

Remus takes another drag of his cigarette before responding. "Good. You've all been practicing, let's see how you do against the real thing. Good hunting."

The sound of metallic boots are heard leaving as the figure goes to announce the mission's start.

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	lightningsquad 2013-02-27 06:29 pm UTC (link)
	A man dressed in a tench coat casually moves from his spot waiting in line for a hotdog and starts walking behind Jack. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2013-02-27 06:54 pm UTC (link)
	Jack's pace quickens as he gets closer to home and hears gunfire and explosions. The pacing of them isn't right for it just being Kelly being Kelly. He drops the boxes on a bench he passes and then ducks out of sight. He changes into his costume and starts slinging his way along quickly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

lightningsquad
2013-02-27 07:00 pm UTC (link)

Unknown to Jack his assailant had shifted from a man in a trench coat to into a silvery, genderless form. It observes Jack's actions, as it had for months, and leaped in the air. Silver strands shot from the figure's arms in close imitation of Jack. It knew one of its compatriots was busy within with her own target, so it needed to keep Jack outside. When it caught a glimpse of him, it shot another strand of silver rope out to ensnare Jack's foot in mid-air.

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	no_relation 2013-02-27 07:29 pm UTC (link)
	Jack's danger sense goes off just before the rope makes contact, and he jerks his leg. It's not enough for him to completely get away, but the snare catches the arch of his foot, rather than the ankle. "What the-- oy! No hitchhikers!" He attempts to wriggle free of the snare, his stride disrupted. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lightningsquad 2013-02-27 07:37 pm UTC (link)
	Nought didn't verbally respond, instead the rope begins to slither and attempt to tightly warp around Jack's angle. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2013-02-27 08:02 pm UTC (link)
	After another three seconds' struggle didn't set him free, Jack pivoted in mid-air and grabbed the rope, pulling hard. If the bad guy won't stop making you try to come to them, make the bad guy come to you. And PUNCH HIM! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lightningsquad 2013-02-27 08:12 pm UTC (link)
	Nought was pulled forward by Jack's pull, which Nought anticipated would be its prey's next course of action. He twisted and bent in a near-contortionist level of flexibility to avoid the punch. Its body contorts to swing a kick at Jack. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2013-02-27 10:29 pm UTC (link)
	Jack rolls with the kick, grabbing onto the leg as they go falling with style towards the pavement. Jack squirms to put the bad guy between him and the street. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lightningsquad 2013-02-27 10:34 pm UTC (link)
	Jack succeeds in turning Nought over so it hits the pavement, but the adaptoid feels no pain and it's leg go up to kick Jack off of it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2013-02-27 10:43 pm UTC (link)
	Jack gets free and, instead of swinging, just starts sprinting down the street, jumping off of everything possible to vary his course. He's fighting a robot! He is entirely not prepared to fight a robot. He needs Kelly, or Bea or Anya, or maybe Martin has a blow-things-up spell. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lightningsquad 2013-02-27 10:47 pm UTC (link)
	Nought watches Jack's pattern and deduces his path was an attempt to be unpredictable. So instead of swinging after him it races along the path on foot, leaping over any vehicles or people that get in its way. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2013-02-27 11:13 pm UTC (link)
	However easy it might have bounced back from that fall, Jack seems to have the edge in speed for the moment. He pulls out his phone and tries to call his teammates. "Hello? I'm being attacked by some... silvery thing! Person-shaped! Not talking! Reasonably tough!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lightningsquad 2013-02-27 11:20 pm UTC (link)
	Nought abruptly leaped off the street, firing twin steams of the silvery rope at Jack intending to snare him. Once gripped, Nought would try pulling him back in a sharp tug toward the pavement. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2013-02-27 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	This time, Jack is slightly more ready. He has to sacrifice his phone, but he pulls on the rope just after it ensnares his device. It flies back towards the... thing's head. This unfortunately leaves him distracted enough that he has to slow down, to avoid colliding with a wall. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lightningsquad 2013-02-27 11:32 pm UTC (link)
	Nought sees the attack, twisting it's neck in an unnatural manner to avoid the recoil. The adaptoid runs at the area Jack is going to land and leaps at him with a high-speed dropkick. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

no_relation
2013-02-28 12:04 am UTC (link)

Jack's got no wiggle room this time, and is taken dead-on by the dropkick. His instable molecule body collapses slightly under the impact, before being flung away like a tennis ball. Honestly, this day is not going the way he'd hoped.

He hits the ground and rolls with the impact, before hurrying to his feet and sprinting around the last corner to the headquarters. The continuing sounds of gunfire and explosion were not encouraging.

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	lightningsquad 2013-02-28 12:06 am UTC (link)
	Another opponent might be annoyed by having to chase his adversary, but Nought's patience was infinite as once more it dashed after Jack. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

no_relation
2013-03-01 08:38 pm UTC (link)

Jack is at the front door and has it halfway open before he realizes his pursuer is closing on him.

"I hope Anya doesn't get mad about this..." Jack spreads his feet, squares his shoulders, and rips the door of it's hinges. "I really don't think you belong here... Let me show you the door!" He then turns around and screams as he swings the reinforced structure down at his attacker like a giant flyswatter.

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