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[h2][center][color=aqua]Broker Of Fortune[/color][/center][/h2]
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It was to no surprise on the part of Broker that she found her progress carving through the Faded City abruptly hindered the Ivory Masks' rear guard.  For a moment the strong urge to spit welled up within the Bruiser when she was confronted with the last person the tanker wanted to be met with so far from the proper battlefield. 

[color=aqua]"I guess leading from the front got old hat, or I wouldn't have found Princess among the reserves."[/color] She grumbled in a disheartened fashion, but without the animosity which tinged the words and actions of those carrying the black standard into battle. There was no bad blood existed between the Bruisers and Eclipse Princess, let alone Broker of Fortune or Kanbaru. In fact, if anything, they should congratulate her for being the focus of such profound strife and ire that the Ebony Strykers came to rely upon their allies in blue for every man of construction supply or service in rebuilding their...disaster prone city.

The King Tiger screeched to halt before the obstacle it desired neither to shoot or trample beneath its treads. It would have been easy to assume the armored nature of her vehicle would provide a clear and overwhelming advantage in a confrontation, but there were few who could not attest to the overwhelming force Eclipse Princess could bring to bear on even the largest of Dissolutions. If Broker were to detonate her explosive surprise, the odds were good she'd defeat Princess here and now, but a single officer in the rear guard was not the impact that would affect the overall battle. [color=aqua][i]"And if I try to fight, I'd be lucky to get away with the tank's barrel folded into a pretzel, let alone getting away at all. Hmm, well, if she's offering to talk terms, may as well put my tongue to work before resorting to the trigger finger."[/i][/color]

Slowly the Tank began to shut down, its engine dimming from a roar to purr, and finally disappearing into silence while the lights flickered off to signal it had shut off. The action was deliberately slow, as though one would reach for their ID while being apprehended, but really it served to give Broker time to stuff all her bombs back into the inventory where they had come from. Satisfied the incriminating contraband was tucked away beyond any reasonable inspection, she popped open the entry hatch and pulled herself out to stand atop the silent tiger, one boot resting on the steaming barrel as she came to favor Eclipse Princess with an amicable smile.

[color=aqua]"Now that is a very respectable offer. Glad to see reality surpasses the legend, or I'd have been skewered with an Icarus Strike before getting a word in edge wise. Really, this is more courtesy then I get from the Bruisers. They don't even have a King most of the time. Anywho, that's not really important anymore."[/color]

[color=aqua]"I offer my surrender to you, Eclipse Princess. Allow me to join the Ivory Masks and reap the fruits of open war as all other Masks are entitled to. A King Tiger has no place but the vanguard from which to fight, an iron fist wrapped in a glove of white velvet, if you will, so if you would continue to be so honorable, I could do with an escort to the battle beyond your checkpoint."[/color]
 

[sub][@Scarifar] [@KoL][/sub]
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[h2][center][color=royalblue]Warped Reality[/color][/center][/h2]
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[color=royalblue]"Huh, and here I thought a King would be a more active terror of the battlefield. I suppose the ants are beneath his notice."[/color] Warped thought, his tone heavy with disappointment even as the infernal golem smacked Harleys from the battlements and sent them to a demise via Newton's famed 'discovery'. Perhaps it was just a factor of the Green King's class, but there are certain expectations that come from hearing of the exploits of kings that have so far not been validated to the fullest.

His brow rose in surprise as, from the clear view of his perch atop a tower's roof, he witnessed an enemy appear from thin air beside the jocular Fanged Ranger and put a nasty looking gun to the side of Verdant Grin's head. This was something of genuine interest, so much so that Warped settled his whole attention on the Would-be-Kingslayer who thought to make his escape through a haze of caltrops. 

[color=royalblue]"Oh ho, like I'd let you run after a performance like that. This isn't the Ford Theater, Mr. Booth!"[/color] Raising his staff, Warped Reality cast his Roiling Singularity over the walls edge beside the fleeing Nyx. A man so fleet of foot would doubtlessly have issues gripping the ground when the sudden singularity would pull him off the ground and over the edge, along with any other unprepared players and objects. Even the scattered caltrops that failed to stick into the golem would be sucked in, returning them to their master's flesh in a direct manner. 

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[sub][@TheWindel] [@Mega Birb][/sub]