01 ☣ video/action for NBT

[guitarnero]

[ The audio turns on with the hiss of static, it lasts about half a second before- ]

Stuck? Stuck?! Bullshit!

[ Whoever's speaking, they're clearly angry. There's the sound of paper getting pushed aside and metal hitting the floor, followed swiftly thereafter by glass breaking and plastic getting crushed. The horrified gasps of a few scientists

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action

[tigerlikereflex]

[JUST WHEN HE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO START LEAVING TOWN. Someone being upset and breaking everything and terrorizing -- is that blood?

Yeah, Kotetsu spun on his heel and took a run on back to the lab, his Pikachu hot at his ankles. On reaching the door and shoving it the rest of the way open (already ajar..), he clenched his fists at the sight before him, frowning deeply.]

Hey. Breaking things and terrorizing the people here won't send you home any faster.

action forever, pretty much?

[guitarnero]

[ The blood is Nero's own, trickling down his injured right arm. His head whips around at the sight of Kotetsu, teeth clenched. He lets go of Elm, who staggers back. ]

Then what will? You got answers for me?

[ Prowling forward. If there's one thing Nero's not, it's subtle--he's definitely telegraphing. ]

action foreverrrr

[tigerlikereflex]

I've got answers, but I get the feeling you won't like them.

[Remaining calm and keeping an eye on the younger man, Kotetsu makes a slow circle to put himself between the haggard looking scientists and 'he on the offensive'.]

No one knows how we got here, not even these guys. So beating them up won't help, it'll just hurt innocent civilians.

[Pii-chan lets his trainer do the talking, turning to check on the nervous humans behind them. Cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck slightly, Kotetsu does bring his fists up though.]

But if you're really needing to let off some steam for being told no, I'll take you on.

[guitarnero]

[ Nero's nose wrinkles. ]

Tch. I wasn't gonna hurt them.

[ AS IF THIS IS THE MOST OBVIOUS. He was just gonna...shake them up a little, as it were. At Kotetsu's invitation, his mouth splits into a dark grin. He shakes out his wounded hand, blood spraying from cut knuckles.

Nero's as-of-yet unnamed Bagon quietly moves next to Pii-chan, indicating that they should probably watch over the cowering group of scientists. ]

You sure? Don't cry too hard when I kick your ass.

[tigerlikereflex]

It really didn't look that way with how you had one by the collar and a bloodied fist.

[Quirking the corner of his lip up, Kotetsu only stood ready, sliding his feet just a little further apart for balance.]

And don't you be too surprised when I let out a wild roar!

[guitarnero]

[ No comment on the bloodied fist, also--the fuck was that challenge BUT OKAY LET'S ROLL WITH THIS ]

Only roaring you're gonna do is in pain!

[ Aaaand lunging forward with a dropkick. Look sharp, Kotetsu. ]

[tigerlikereflex]

[It makes more sense when he can use his power 8| okay gawd. He may look old but he's fast and takes abuse for a living; what do you think of this fourty year old? Swinging both arms up to block that kick, Kotetsu is quick to shove it up higher and dart in with a fast right hook.]

[guitarnero]

[ His momentum keeps him going, and as soon as he lands he's whirling, dodging the punch just in time. He's still getting used to things being slowed down; he doubts he could slice through bullets if he had the Red Queen on him.

He uses his right hand to push Kotetsu's arm aside, which makes his lip curl. Using the opening he's created, he darts in for a punch to the stomach. ]

[tigerlikereflex]

[Nero will be skimming nothing but net vest as Kotetsu turns in a spin, crouching in the dodge to aim a fist to the gut. He, at least, is used to fighting without his power when he has to; it's not an all that pleasant experience, but for now?

Kotetsu isn't minding so much. He knows it would be an eventual thing anyway, and he already decided to be a hero until the end.]

HaaaaaaaAH!

[guitarnero]

[ His eyes narrow when Kotetsu's fist connects with his stomach; the impact doesn't really faze him, but it does make him grin. He reaches down, his left hand curling around Kotetsu's wrist, keeping him close to deliver an elbow blow to the face with the free arm. ]

[tigerlikereflex]

[Wincing as the blow hits his cheek, Kotetsu lets out something of a growl. Unclenching his hand and regripping Nero's shirt, he hefts the younger man up and over his shoulder in a judo-style throw down.]

[guitarnero]

[ Still grinning. See, now things are getting interesting. He lets Kotetsu swing him up and over, landing on his back so hard the air gusts out of his lungs. Still, he doesn't miss a beat, reaching to grab Kotetsu as he's pushed down to use the momentum, bringing the older man towards his raised knee. ]

[tigerlikereflex]

[Yikes that is a knee!

Shoving his free hand down and using the leverage to push off of, Kotetsu somewhat cartwheels over the downed body, managing to land on his feet and back out of arms reach. Keeping his arms up and fists ready, he wipes his sore face with one arm.]

I get the feeling you like to fight, what with the smile on your face.

[guitarnero]

[ In one fluid motion, he's back on his feet, looking far less tense than when they started out, but not nearly exhausted. He rolls his shoulders. ]

I don't hate it. It gets things done. Now, why don't we take this outside?

[ The open doorway is behind Kotetsu, after all. Attempt at full body tackle out the door is a go. ]

[tigerlikereflex]

Outside sounds fine to me -- [OH HI THAT IS A FOOTBALL TACKLE. Not quite having been expecting that, too busy answering, Kotetsu takes the full brunt of the tackle and lands with a hard hughhh! making the air fly out of his hugs.

Good god it was like getting punched in the gut by Rock Bison.

He didn't take it before and he sure won't now though, and with a wheezed and struggled breath to catch his second wind, Kotetsu winds his legs back and plants his feet against some hips and sends Nero flying up and back; at least by a foot. Just enough for him to roll to not get landed on.]

[guitarnero]

[ Fffff, answering is for losers. ENJOY YOUR BRUISES, KOTETSU, BECAUSE THERE ARE MORE COMING.

He goes flying from the abrupt flip, cartwheeling into a crouch. He rises again, gingerly flexing his right hand. Even getting impaled wasn't a problem back home, but here, his split knuckles haven't even remotely begun to close. He doesn't let himself dwell on it, though. ]

Huh. You're tougher than you look, old man.

[ Another lunge, left fist on a straight path for Kotetsu's face. ]