Who: Dr. Jeremiah Stryker
What: Dangling bait
When: Night
Where: He's in Arkham; the Purifiers and all the action are in New York City
Interactions: Open, X-23, Deadpool, Colossus, Nightcrawler, no posting order
Warnings: Violence
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Save her, if you dare. )
The Purifiers actions had drawn the crowd, which had in turn drawn his attention. He knew how to operate on a stealth level, and so it was easy for him to slip in and out of the crowd as he willed, so that he could get to a vantage point, where he could see what was happening.
When he finally approached the front of the crowd, and got a sight at what was happening, it sickened him. To think, that people were still capable of such barbaric acts. It turned his stomach. He knew that somebody had to stop this, and that someone might as well have been him.
Of course, right around the time he'd thought that, chaos seemed to break out. A scream turned his eyes to two men who seemed to collapse, puncture wounds evident on their bodies. He lifted his gaze just in time to see Avery, just as she ducked under some approaching purifiers. He couldn't help but smirk. It was good to see his fellow teammates on the scene.
A gunshot rang out, and another man dropped. A bullet to the head. They seemed to have an invisible helper. Hopefully whoever it was, was as consistent a shot as he was a good one.
Nightcrawler scanned the scene, safe in his disguise until he decided to use his powers. His gaze finally settled upon No.7, the one who was backing away, with a firm grasp on the victim. He nodded his head, knowing who his target was now.
Then he suddenly vanished. In that explosion of smoke, and brimstone smell that he was known for. He appeared behind No.7, driving a three fingered fist into the back of the man's neck before No.7 could realize what was happening.
Nightcrawler lacked the super strength of his comrade Colossus, and he lacked the weaponry that Avery had. What he had on his side was surprise, and it worked well enough. As his fist connected with the back of the man's neck, the shock of the blow was enough for him to release his hostage. No.7 turned to face his opponent, bringing his right fist to bare, in a vicious hook.
Kurt had expected the move, and was already ducking under his opponent's fist. "I'll be taking this." he stated simply as he completed the simple dodge maneuver, his body intentionally colliding with that of the hostage. His arms wrapped around the woman, and he flashed a cocky grin before he vanished in yet another puff of smoke. He'd have to leave the armored opponents to his comrades, but he'd just gotten rid of their trump card.
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Keenly, he watched the players as they moved around the field. He watched the dakr hair girl go for the bait only to have a blue demon paff her to safety while a walking soda can distracted the bad guy who was trying to spot him.
He focused.
By breaking out into song.
"Sooooooo! They all keeled over and one fell down there were nine more targets and the little one said--" He pulled the trigger. "Keel oooover, keel ooover..."
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They attacked with much better coordination too. Asynchronously but not clumsily, so that she had to stay on the defensive more that she would have liked. It was a situation where Logan probably would have just popped a claw and sliced off someone's fist, but she preferred to keep her weapons hidden whenever possible, so she stuck to blocking their attacks and waiting for an opportunity to present itself.
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It only took going toe-to-toe with one more purifier, whose weapons didn't even scratch Colossus' surface, before the rest directly facing him decided it was best to fall back and look the situation over. Then, one stepped forward and drew a knife. At first, Colossus found this amusing, but quickly changed to suspicious, as the man drew forward slowly. The bad feeling was enough to cause him to jump out of the way of the blade reflexively, which was good - as the knife came close, he felt himself revert to normal.
"Wha...?"
Realizing he was now in trouble, he started looking for a means of escape.
OOC: Yeah, I looked these guys up, and it said they carried vibranium. So, yeah. XD
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They bounced on the street and blinked, ready to explode.
A thick fog spilled from them both, hopefully providing cover for the good guys.
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With his transformation, the other Purifiers began closing in behind their ally with the knife. Luckily, before they could do anything further, a couple of smoke grenades came from above.
And that was just the cover Piotyr needed to get away. Before they could recover, he high-tailed it out of there, back down the alleyway he'd came from.
Once at a safe distance, he caught his breath. Nervously, he transformed to metal and back again, checking just to see if he still could. Relieved that he could, he wondered what happened back there. But for now, he had better get farther before they tracked him down...
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