[Wednesday, October 22nd. 4 PM] [Christian flying solo! Well, kinda.] [See, as Solaris explained to Christian a little while ago, today's mission involves going up against an opponent who can control the minds of good looking men. Since Christian's in the neighborhood of dreamy, having him along to get turned on the team seemed like a rather poor idea.] [In the meantime, though, Lt. Stone and SPLEE-NY have put in a call for assistance at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens. It seems the Brooklyn Borough President, who's one of the candidates in the upcoming special mayoral election, was grabbed during a campaign event and is being held for ransom.] [By Disco Ninjas.] [They've promised to do bad things to him if any cops come by. But Christian ain't no cop... between him and Daegal, Lt. Stone figures they can hit them so hard and so fast that they can get the Brooklyn Beep out safely.] [As Christian stands with Daegal and Lt. Stone on the perimeter established in the gardens, one question remains to be answered. The Borough President has been kidnapped by Disco Ninjas. Are you Bad Enough Dudes to Rescue the President?] [Mini Start] * Christian is leaning against a pole and looking towards the gardens. He's already got a cigarette in his mouth and is blowing it out, before he looks at Stone. "So what do we got on how many's inside and such?" [Stone points deeper into the gardens. "About a thousand yards that way, we've got about a half-dozen Disco Ninjas and an unknown number of those axe-wielding morons wandering around a tree-lined speaking area where the Borough President was having his event."] ["Most of the attendees got away, but the Beep, some of his staff, and a few other state and local politicians are being held. He's the leading candidate in the special mayoral election in a couple of weeks."] [Daegal, clad in a white tank top and track pants, punches a tree. "Fucking Disco Ninjas. Bastards were there..."] * Christian looks over at Daegal. "Hey, I know how you feel, but the tree ain't gonna help." He grins. "Concentrate on kickin' their ass, alright?" [Daegal scowls for a moment, then nods. "Don't worry, my head's in the game. All this is for them." He smacks his fist into his palm.] * Christian then blows out a smoke stream up in the air and lets out a breath. "Guess I got nothin' better to do...can't believe they went on a mission without me...fuckin' hell..." * Christian then turns to Stone. "Entry routes?" [Stone grins as he lights up a cigar. "Woods all around. You can pretty much pick your approach, but you're either going to have to avoid or disable the axe guys wandering around before they can signal that you're coming."] [He turns to Daegal. "Which means you're gonna hafta go in unpowered." Daegal nods back, and slides a switchblade he was pulling out of a pocket back in.] * Christian tsks at Stone and pushes back his bandanna as he takes his cigarette and puts it out on his shoe. "You know I ain't exactly the master of subtlety." ["I don't want subtlety, kid. I want speed. I want you to be on them before they know what hit them. If I wanted sneaky, I'd have asked for Redcoat, and I damn sure wouldn't be sending Daegal."] [Daegal snorts. "Ain't that the truth."] * Christian glances at Daegal with a raised eyebrow. Someone less subtle than he is? Who would have thought? ["Daegal's idea of a sneaky entrance is to bust through a wall, glowing bright blue."] * Christian grins. "Walls are just doors that ain't been made yet, am I right?" [Daegal smirks lightly. "I sometimes use windows. Or skylights. Skylights are fun."] * Christian then looks at Daegal. "Ya wanna stick together or split up? If we hit 'em from two fronts, they might not know where the attack's comin' from an' be more scattered, but it puts us in more trouble if we're in a pinch." [Daegal shrugs. "Well, you're a damn bit faster than I am. And coordinating to attack at the same time could be trouble. I'd rather stick together."] Gonna put the brakes on me? Damn. That's gonna suck. ["Sorry. I'll make it up to you in the fight."] Fair enough. Let's get in those woods then. [Daegal nods, and heads off into the woods. Stone calls out after him. "Kick their asses, gentlemen."] * Christian heads off into the woods, still shaking his head and kicking a stone. He doesn't seem to hear Stone as he sticks his hands in his pockets. "Dammit...I know why they put me out here, but it *still* sucks." [Daegal walks alongside you. "Mind controller, right? Trust me, you're better off here. Think about what'd happen if you got sicced on the rest of the team. How long would they last?"] Well I think the fliers would still have a shot if they were smart about it and stayed outta range. But yeah. Dammit, I know that. But it still fuckin' sucks." Course indoors, it'd be hell. [Daegal nods. "I know how you feel. Ain't much worse than the feeling like you ain't there when you're needed..." He trails off.] * Christian pats him once on the shoulder and then cracks his knuckles. "Look on the bright side. How often are we gonna get to kickass together like this? We're gonna tear these fuckin' bastards apart." [Daegal looks back and nods, smirking. He then frowns, and drags you behind a large tree. "Shh."] [As Christian is dragged behind the tree, he sees what spooked Daegal: two Axe Effect goons leisurely strolling by about twenty yards away. "Man, patrol duty sucks." "Totally." "I wasn't cloned for this kinda stuff. I was grown for ACTION!" "Totally."] * Christian flattens up against the tree and peeks at the Axe Effect goons, then gestures to Daegal and another set of trees down the way, then holds up his hand to wait for a signal. [Daegal nods, motions himself to circle behind them, and for you to zoom around in front once he's in position.] * Christian waits for a moment, makes a "hmm" face with his lips for a moment, and then nods in understanding. [Daegal starts to move out, moving with a bit more stealth than Lt. Stone gave him credit for. Pretty soon, he's in position behind a tree as the goons pass by.] * Christian dashes forward in front of them in just a hint of a blur. They just notice him for a split second, before his hand's on one of their heads and trying to smash them together. He seems to get only one of them though but still smashes his head against a nearby tree. Eww. * Christian does happen to have that crazy grin on his face while he's doing it too. [The second dodges only through the blind luck of having bent down to pick up a four-leaf clover. When he stands, his partner is gone, and he turns around, confused... just in time to get punched in the throat by Daegal. The second goon drops like a stone, writhes for a few seconds, then stops moving.] [The first is out even colder, if possible.] * Christian shakes his hand a bit and then looks down, shaking his head, keeping his voice low. "Hot damn, how the hell did he get so lucky?" [Daegal points down at the four-leaf clover in the second goon's hand. "Only good for one use, apparently."] [Daegal starts to drag his guy into a thick area of bushes. "Bring yours over here too."] * Christian picks it up out of the goons hand, grins, then tosses it to Daegal. "Here. You might need it." * Christian then starts dragging the guy over too. [Daegal catches it, stuffs it into a pocket, then lifts the guy into a fireman's carry and walks him over to the bushes before dumping him in. "I figure we're about halfway there."] * Christian dumps his guy in too. "Yeah, but these guys are the chumps. It's the Disco Ninjas we gotta worry 'bout." [Daegal nods. "Keep an eye out anyway." He then resumes heading towards the speaking area.] * Christian does as well, making sure he keeps cover along the way and makes his way matching Daegal's speed. [After a few more minutes of walking, you see the clearing up ahead. A bunch of people that are obviously hostages are on stage, along with three disco ninjas, each in an approximation of the official garb of the one and only Disco Ninja. One of the three seems notably groovier than the others.] [Christian also notices another one on the far side of the clearing, and Daegal points out two in the trees near that one.] [Daegal looks around the area for a few moments, and whispers. "Whaddya think?"] * Christian looks at the stage and frowns, whispering back. "Too many to get in there quick and get the hostages away before the fight starts. Damn." [Daegal nods. "Then we keep 'em too busy to do anything about it. I'll charge the stage, you go get the ones in the trees. Stay on their asses and they won't have a chance to go for the hostages."] * Christian then whispers again. "Can you take 'em all out before they get a shot at the hostages? I could get 2 of 'em without hittin' the hostages. Anythin' more would be worryin'." [Daegal grins. "I can keep their attention on me."] * Christian nods. "On the count of 3 then, you rush out. Once you're on them, I'll go straight for the group in the trees and keep 'em busy. Sound good?" [Daegal nods, cracking his knuckles.] * Christian nods in reply then. And then holds up 1 finger. Then two. Waits for a second. Then finally 3. [Daegal moves through the trees closer to the stage as Christian counts, then rushes out at three. He's up the stairs before the ninjas even turn around, cold-cocking the closest one with a running forearm shiver to the jaw.] * Christian waits for Daegal to be on stage and then rushes forward in a blur towards the tree, charging them with a glowing fist and jamming it into the ground near the one across the way, taking out the tree and a good portion of the rock in the shockwave. [The disco ninja on the ground is caught completely by surprise, and is tosses like a ragdoll into a nearby tree. He doesn't get up.] [The tree that the other two ninjas are in gets taken down, but they manage to land safely on the ground. Christian notes that one is notably groovier than the other.] ["The funk has hit the fan!" "That's P-Funk, not disco!" "Shut up! Get them!"] * Christian smirks. "Still same ol' Ninjas.." He tenses his knuckles and releases them before blurring up to speed, dashing low and in front of the Elite Ninja in a flash. "Too bad didn't you know..." He grabs him and slams him into the other Disco Ninja, carrying them both at high speed. "Disco is Dead!" He ends with throwing them both towards a tree. [The two disco ninjas slam into the tree! The 'normal' one slumps to the ground, but the other one pulls himself upright slowly, flashing nimbii of light engulfing his body as he launches himself at Christian with a flurry of kicks. "Disco NEVER dies!"] * Christian grins as he ducks the high kicks and shifts to the side away from the low ones. "Dunno. Your buddy over there looks pretty out of it to *me*..." [Meanwhile, onstage, Daegal rushes up to the regular disco ninja, grabs him by the 'for, knees him in both sides of the ribcage, and then pulls his head down into a knee that catches him right between the eyes, sending the ninja crumpling to the ground in Daegal's grasp. Daegal just tosses him aside and turns to the other one.] [Suddenly, a ninja jumps up from behind the stage, catching Daegal with a flying kick to the shoulder. Meanwhile, Christian spots another one jumping out of a tree, heading right for him!] * Christian raises his arms up overhead and crosses them as the ninja flies out, preventing the platform shoes from coming down and taking out his face. His teeth grit just slightly at that. [Daegal, suprised, stumbles forward right into a glowing right cross from the discoier disco ninja. He reels back... and begins glowing a pale, metallic blue. "Oh, you're gonna regret that one."] * Christian bends down a bit with the block before pushing the new disco ninja's foot away. "Yeah. Least turtles fought with honor." He then does a spin kick on the elite disco ninja on him. Sonic Boom time. [Ooh, he ain't gettin' up from that one. Or chewing solid food anytime soon.] [Daegal, meanwhile, grabs the newly present ninja by the lapels, headbutts him into unconciousness, then swings him into the elite ninja, sending him reeling back.] [The last ninja near Christian throws a flailing punch combo at him! "For Gloria Gaynor!"] [As that happens, the last ninja on stage recovers and throws a spinning heel kick that Daegal takes right on the temple, barely moving him. "Not good enough."] * Christian gets smacked by the series of punches and growls out. On the last punch, his arm goes up and locks around this Disco Ninja's forearm. "I've had..." He catches him in a big swing and *slams* him against the tree, splintering the bark as he hits. "..Just about *enough* out of you!" [In the battle of Tree vs. Disco Ninja, the winner is clear. Tree wins by TKO.] [Onstage, Daegal grabs the last Disco Ninja by the throat, backhands him, knees him in the groin, steps back, and kicks him straight in the kneecap, bending the knee back in a way knees damn well aren't supposed to bend. The ninja crumples to the ground, whimpering.] [Suddenly, a group of over a dozen Axe Effect goons step out of the woods. "Dude, all the ninjas are down!" "What do we do?!" "We've got our orders. Kill the intruders, kill the hostages!" And suddenly, a wall of axes are flying towards Christian and the stage!] * Christian tries to get out of the way, but there's just too many axes flying at him. He gets cut up pretty fierce. For him at least. [The hostages, who huddled together on the ground in fear as the battle went on, scream in terror as the axes are thrown. Fortunately for them, Daegal steps into the path, getting pretty well sliced up all over his body. "Get those bastards!"] * Christian hisses and yells. "Like I needed you to tell me that!" He dashes towards them quickly and leaps when he gets about halfway, leaping in the air and slamming down in the middle of them with another sonic shockwave. "Fuckin' Dive Bomber, bitches!" He slams his fist down with a blast and bodies go flying, a couple taking out upper branches in the trees, two flying into trees with a loud crack. * Christian also sends one flying into the stage, tumbling over the ground and splintering the boards as he hits. [Yup, that did the job.] * Christian stands up, fist still in battle ready pose. "That better be the last of those fuckwits." [Back on stage, Daegal is bleeding rather profusely from multiple parts of his body. He seems more concerned with getting answers from the fallen elite disco ninja, whose groin he's standing on. "Where is he? Where's your fucking boss?!"] [There are no more enemies. There are also no answers from the ninja, who's still mostly whimpering and making small squeaking noises.] * Christian blinks at that then goes up to the stage, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Yo. I know how you feel, but you ain't gonna get anythin' outta him. 'Sides, you don't look like you're in any shape to take out the big guy." [Daegal spins on Christian, knocking his hand away... then sees who it is, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and deflates. "Sorry 'bout that. I'm just... they were there. He controls them. He's gotta pay."] Look, ya need a hand in the ass kickin', I'll help ya with the ass kickin'. But first... * Christian gestures to the hostages. [Daegal nods. "You wanna go see how they're doin'? Until these wounds close up, all I'm gonna do is bleed on 'em and freak 'em out more.]" * Christian nods and checks on the hostages. "Yo. Everyone alright?" [The hostages all shake their heads emphatically. The one whose picture is on the posters near the stage, who you presume is the Brooklyn Borough President, manages to stand up, walk over to you, grab your hand, and shake it forcefully. "Thank you, my boy! Thank you! When I'm elected, I'm gonna invite you over to Gracie Mansion for burgers!"] * Christian looks down at his hand for a moment and notices it oddly in someone's grip. Then looks up. "Eh, that's fine. Ain't much of a mansion goer myself anyway..." [The beep laughs. Ha ha ha.] [Mini End]