WHO: Calendar Man, a bunch of people who signed up, and also an open thing!
WHERE: Times Square
WHEN: New Year's Eve & New Year's
WARNINGS: Violence, fighting, monsters
SUMMARY: Calendar Man! Monster Father Times! GIANT BABY! Have a happy new year.
FORMAT: Whichever is preferred.
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"You all right? That was a hell of a fall."
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What are these things, exactly? They came out of nowhere, like someone had summoned them. The hourglasses, the robes - this is a time thing, isn't it? Something to do with the New Year specifically rather than an attack just falling on New Year's because it's dramatic.
Well, whatever they are, she's got to keep them off the kid's back, give him time and space to work whatever that green glow thing is. She ducks to avoid a scythe and flings a batarang at the hand holding it before throwing herself to the side to avoid the one behind her as he aims a blow.
"I'm about to make it smoky in here, kid," she says, and drops a smoke bomb.
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Julian looks round, just in time to see her dropping a bomb. He has just about enough time to pull himself off the ground and out of the way, letting the smoke head towards the Father Times instead. The problem is, he can't see where the hell she's gone.
"Where are you? I can't see for crap."
He goes higher, trying to catch a glimpse of one of those scythes. Finally, he sees one of them flashing, and tries to pull it towards himself. Disarming these things is about the only thing he can do without risking his powers smacking down Boomerang Girl as well.
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But she's thought about this, taken the distraction offered to plan. She can see the Father Times, ghostly outlines made visible by her goggles. There's a scythe, and she grabs it and pulls, kicking in her jets to provide the momentum to swing him into the second one. They crash satisfactorily, but she's not entirely sure that's going to be enough.
Which is where this guy with the glowing force fields comes in, who just grabbed a scythe from the third one. She throws a batarang at the two Father Time's she's piled on top of each other and kicks up to hover near the kid in the air as the electricity crackles from it. The smoke is dissipating already.
"Telekinetic?" she hazards a guess. "You're up."
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Which is ironic, since they're pretty much fighting avatars of time here.
He shoots a smirk at her. "I thought you'd never ask."
She's piled them up into a very nice target. He's not about to overlook that. He pulls his shield back in, and then forces them out in an explosive blast centred right on the Father Times.
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One forgets everything and leaps at Batwoman, old curled nails aimed straight at her neck. The Other tosses its hourglass in Julian's direction, before collapsing on the ground, heavily wounded.
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She may not have been fighting long, but she can see the Father Times' move telegraphed wide and clear. She slips to the side, letting his momentum carry him past her, and aims a spin kick between his shoulders with as much force as she can give it, all the strength of her suit behind it.
"Is that all of this group?" she calls out, watching to make sure he doesn't try to get up again.
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Then the sand that had been inside it showers over him, and he gets it.
"What the hell is this stuff?" Everywhere it's touching is burning. Like it's on fire, but a strange, cold fire. And somehow beneath that there's numbness, and yet his skin's not damaged. He's too distracted to keep the flight up and falls back to the ground, staving his arm on the pavement. "The sand! Don't let it touch you!" He's brushing it off, which seems to help, but it makes that strange feeling spread to his hands too.
"Damn it, what the hell is this stuff?!"
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There's a faint crackle for a second, and she snatches her hand back to look at where the sand has managed to rug away part of her suit. "I have no idea what it is. Watching my back?" she says through clenched teeth, and moves as fast as she can. She doesn't want this stuff near (rather expensive to build) suit any longer than absolutely necessary.
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Her suit isn't faring as well, though. He doesn't have good enough fine control to brush every grain away with his powers, but he can get the bulk that's fallen onto the ground.
"Got you covered," he says, through gritted teeth. He aims the sand at what's left of the Father Times. Let's see how they like it.
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"How big do those explosions get? We can finish this."
He concentrates, aiming a wave of power towards the struggling monsters. He's going for the glasses at their belts.
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