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WHO: The Punisher, Daredevil, Red Queen
WHERE: A rundown office complex and then a mob owned italian resturant.
WHEN: Friday night, a couple of hours after the Red Queen's kidnapping.
WARNINGS: Violence and possibly language.
SUMMARY: Frank sets out to save the Red Queen and bumps into Daredevil while he's interrogating a criminal. They then team up and go to rescue her.
FORMAT: Para, but we can shift to quick whenever it's appropriate.
Kidnappers, he hated kidnappers. Especially these ones. Assholes had snatched a little girl right off the street. Brazen, but also stupid. While they might have been professional enough to take off their plates that still gave away information. Maybe not to the cops, but certainly to him. Only the mob would have the balls for something like this. Not that that narrowed it down much. Still, it gave him somewhere to start. All he had to do was find the right people and let his fists do the talking.
He'd already broken two jaws, five fingers, and dislocated one shoulder by the time someone pointed him to Vinny Cardino. He was just another lowlife, but he was one the other lowlifes seemed afraid of. Maybe he might know something. The creep ran a bookkeeping operation out of a lawyer's office.
The office is on the ground floor of a small office complex. It's rundown and even better the security system is completely busted. Apparently nobody thought it was worth replacing in this dump. Entry through the back door would be easy. He double checked his loadout. Short barreled M4 with red dot sight and sound suppressor, check, Colt 1911s, check, flashbangs, check. Not that he'd need that much firepower. Vinny was too low on the chain to have more than a couple of thugs with him, but still it couldn't hurt. Anyway Vinny was the only one he needed alive.
Silently he picked the look on the back door and swung it open. Stepping inside he moved slowly until he heard voices. They confirmed Frank's estimation, no more than two bodyguards. Cracking open the door to the office he rolled in a flashbang waiting for it go off before storming through and putting three rounds center mass into each of Vinny's thugs while they were disoriented from the flash. Smooth, and clean. Now there was all the time in the world for him and Vinny to have a nice chat.
WHERE: A rundown office complex and then a mob owned italian resturant.
WHEN: Friday night, a couple of hours after the Red Queen's kidnapping.
WARNINGS: Violence and possibly language.
SUMMARY: Frank sets out to save the Red Queen and bumps into Daredevil while he's interrogating a criminal. They then team up and go to rescue her.
FORMAT: Para, but we can shift to quick whenever it's appropriate.
Kidnappers, he hated kidnappers. Especially these ones. Assholes had snatched a little girl right off the street. Brazen, but also stupid. While they might have been professional enough to take off their plates that still gave away information. Maybe not to the cops, but certainly to him. Only the mob would have the balls for something like this. Not that that narrowed it down much. Still, it gave him somewhere to start. All he had to do was find the right people and let his fists do the talking.
He'd already broken two jaws, five fingers, and dislocated one shoulder by the time someone pointed him to Vinny Cardino. He was just another lowlife, but he was one the other lowlifes seemed afraid of. Maybe he might know something. The creep ran a bookkeeping operation out of a lawyer's office.
The office is on the ground floor of a small office complex. It's rundown and even better the security system is completely busted. Apparently nobody thought it was worth replacing in this dump. Entry through the back door would be easy. He double checked his loadout. Short barreled M4 with red dot sight and sound suppressor, check, Colt 1911s, check, flashbangs, check. Not that he'd need that much firepower. Vinny was too low on the chain to have more than a couple of thugs with him, but still it couldn't hurt. Anyway Vinny was the only one he needed alive.
Silently he picked the look on the back door and swung it open. Stepping inside he moved slowly until he heard voices. They confirmed Frank's estimation, no more than two bodyguards. Cracking open the door to the office he rolled in a flashbang waiting for it go off before storming through and putting three rounds center mass into each of Vinny's thugs while they were disoriented from the flash. Smooth, and clean. Now there was all the time in the world for him and Vinny to have a nice chat.