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THE PARKING GARAGE
The entire situation was rather low-key. The standard shady dealing done out and away from the public eye, but for what, Abigail could not tell. To make this go over smoothly, she would have to apprehend the goons first before moving to the head honchos. Just like in Power Ra- hang the hell on, who was that? In the corner of her eye, Star Ruby saw the streak of blue and gold spin from behind a pillar into plain sight, declaring its presence to the entirety of those present. Oh no, she wasn't going to let herself be upstaged by some Sentai-looking Beetleborg, no siree! She felt the corona around her head flare into life as she arched her back to curve into the parking garage. Her boots met the paved floor with a skid, hands at her sides and one foot forward like a determined cowboy. One finger pointed through the rabble of motorcyclists and bodyguards, she addressed The Chairman directly.
"Not so fast, Suit and Tie. Didn't your daddy ever teach you that playing with guns and ESCAPING FROM JAIL were only things that crim scum do?"
Yeah that is it! Get all Dredd on them, that would give her a good start to build her image. She could afford some quips and small talk, after seeing that the other upstart, Blitz whatever, seemed to have the ring-wearing, fire-flinging criminal's attention pretty solidly. Maybe, if she played this right, she could escort this man back to the custody of the proper authorities and get a little bit of notice for it as well on the way. She stood stoic, hands at the ready as she clenched her fist at the older man. Around the fist, the air seemed to warp for a moment before settling.
"Now then, SIR. Are you going to put the gun down, tell your cronies to go home and come along quiet-like? I very much doubt it. You look like a loud man."
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@Polyphemus
Hey yeah sorry about that, got tied up with some real world stuff and neglected my posts. Will get on top of that ASAP.
THE SIDEWALK
"Anything helps. Anything at all."
The clink of coins in her cup made her heart jump up a few gears in speed as she looked down at it all. $5.75 in loose change and $3 in single bills. $2.50 more than just a second ago. She could feel her mouth pulling wider at the corners of her mouth. More than enough for a couple of hot meals if she played it right. She reached out, fingerless gloves tracing a long, scraggly strand of wool back into her lap, and shook the hand of the man who had just deposited the most recent donation. She shook enthusiastically and vigorously, chirping at him cheerily. "Thank you, thank you so so much, mister!"
She continued shaking until he pulled away and turned his gaze down the street, "Yeah. Yeah, no problem. I guess if I see you aga- woah." Abigail's brow furrowed in confusion as he looked back down at her and shook his head. She almost had to hold her breath when the man knelt down to her level. His jaw was chiseled and his skin was smooth. After a short silence, he asked her in a concerned tone. "Miss, are you okay? Do you need any help?"
'It happened again. Thats the third time now.' She mused, trying her hardest to suppress the grinding of her teeth. She looked him up and down as he did the same to her. If she didn't do something, he'd be here all day to ask the same question over and over again. As much as she needed the money, and she really did need the money, this man was going to be sitting next to her very soon if he didn't go about his business. Her eyes darted as she searched for a solution. "W-well, who in this crazy world doesn't, right? Thank you very much for your donation, but didn't you say you had to catch a bus? I'd hate to keep you!"
The man blinked dumbly for a moment, but his eyes stayed fixed on her. That was good. "Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me, you stay well now!" He rushed off toward a slowly braking bus and waved his arm, yelling and hooting to grab the drivers attention. Abigail smiled and giggled slightly, he seemed like a rather nice man. A voice from beside her broke her out of her trance. "Do you need some help, dear?" An older woman, in a suit jacket and long skirt. Abigail couldn't help but smile up at her, hearing the coins jingle as she shook her cup.
"Anything helps. Anything at all."
THE PARKING GARAGE
Star Ruby descended to the asphalt with a grunt, thick leather of her boots scraping slightly as she made a speedy landing. She threw her dark hair back, shaking it out as it lifted into the air and ignited, becoming a pulsing haze of red energy, like a constant sprite of red lightning. The haze engulfed her face and neck, stopping at her white neckerchief and leaving only a pair of white eyes and the silhouette of her head to indicate a human behind the energy. With sure steps, Star walked forward and came to the edge of the building she was standing on, placing a boot on the safety barrier. This had to be the place, after seeing the droves of motorcycling miscreants and suspicious black SUVs file in from below.
Her red and white suit stretched over her torso as she fell over the edge slowly, subconscious flight slowing her descent to a slow hover as she attempted to drift further down and see what kind of deal was supposedly going down. The information she received had been word of mouth, straight off the streets, so the legitimacy was still in question. She dropped low, dimming the light from her head to near nothing as she almost slithered down a pillar, staying out of sight as best she could.
A peek into the lower levels of the garage from the other side of the barrier gave her shock enough to fall right out of the sky. Now wouldn't that be the darnedest thing? A falling ball of red hitting some poor sap's SUV on the way around. Her shock came from the sheer volume of people present for the current deal going down. So many tough-looking lackeys that fit the criminal profile, and at their centre, an older man speaking to a taller, skinny man. A man adorned with quite a few pieces of finger-candy, she noted. Not quite fitting the profile of a pimp or a successful rapper, but who was she to judge?
Regardless, there were way too many people around for her to just jump in. She needed to be smart about this. Listen in for a little while and THEN jump in head-first, seemed to be the best plan at the moment.
"Anything helps. Anything at all."
The clink of coins in her cup made her heart jump up a few gears in speed as she looked down at it all. $5.75 in loose change and $3 in single bills. $2.50 more than just a second ago. She could feel her mouth pulling wider at the corners of her mouth. More than enough for a couple of hot meals if she played it right. She reached out, fingerless gloves tracing a long, scraggly strand of wool back into her lap, and shook the hand of the man who had just deposited the most recent donation. She shook enthusiastically and vigorously, chirping at him cheerily. "Thank you, thank you so so much, mister!"
She continued shaking until he pulled away and turned his gaze down the street, "Yeah. Yeah, no problem. I guess if I see you aga- woah." Abigail's brow furrowed in confusion as he looked back down at her and shook his head. She almost had to hold her breath when the man knelt down to her level. His jaw was chiseled and his skin was smooth. After a short silence, he asked her in a concerned tone. "Miss, are you okay? Do you need any help?"
'It happened again. Thats the third time now.' She mused, trying her hardest to suppress the grinding of her teeth. She looked him up and down as he did the same to her. If she didn't do something, he'd be here all day to ask the same question over and over again. As much as she needed the money, and she really did need the money, this man was going to be sitting next to her very soon if he didn't go about his business. Her eyes darted as she searched for a solution. "W-well, who in this crazy world doesn't, right? Thank you very much for your donation, but didn't you say you had to catch a bus? I'd hate to keep you!"
The man blinked dumbly for a moment, but his eyes stayed fixed on her. That was good. "Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me, you stay well now!" He rushed off toward a slowly braking bus and waved his arm, yelling and hooting to grab the drivers attention. Abigail smiled and giggled slightly, he seemed like a rather nice man. A voice from beside her broke her out of her trance. "Do you need some help, dear?" An older woman, in a suit jacket and long skirt. Abigail couldn't help but smile up at her, hearing the coins jingle as she shook her cup.
"Anything helps. Anything at all."
THE PARKING GARAGE
Star Ruby descended to the asphalt with a grunt, thick leather of her boots scraping slightly as she made a speedy landing. She threw her dark hair back, shaking it out as it lifted into the air and ignited, becoming a pulsing haze of red energy, like a constant sprite of red lightning. The haze engulfed her face and neck, stopping at her white neckerchief and leaving only a pair of white eyes and the silhouette of her head to indicate a human behind the energy. With sure steps, Star walked forward and came to the edge of the building she was standing on, placing a boot on the safety barrier. This had to be the place, after seeing the droves of motorcycling miscreants and suspicious black SUVs file in from below.
Her red and white suit stretched over her torso as she fell over the edge slowly, subconscious flight slowing her descent to a slow hover as she attempted to drift further down and see what kind of deal was supposedly going down. The information she received had been word of mouth, straight off the streets, so the legitimacy was still in question. She dropped low, dimming the light from her head to near nothing as she almost slithered down a pillar, staying out of sight as best she could.
A peek into the lower levels of the garage from the other side of the barrier gave her shock enough to fall right out of the sky. Now wouldn't that be the darnedest thing? A falling ball of red hitting some poor sap's SUV on the way around. Her shock came from the sheer volume of people present for the current deal going down. So many tough-looking lackeys that fit the criminal profile, and at their centre, an older man speaking to a taller, skinny man. A man adorned with quite a few pieces of finger-candy, she noted. Not quite fitting the profile of a pimp or a successful rapper, but who was she to judge?
Regardless, there were way too many people around for her to just jump in. She needed to be smart about this. Listen in for a little while and THEN jump in head-first, seemed to be the best plan at the moment.
@Mass City
If you wanted to get Eagle involved in something, I'm about to have Star Ruby snoop in on Mythica and The Chairman's deal, maybe you could work that?
If you wanted to get Eagle involved in something, I'm about to have Star Ruby snoop in on Mythica and The Chairman's deal, maybe you could work that?
Now alls I needs is a situation to low-key throw Star Ruby into.
Now I can't stop seeing and hearing the Chairman as Frasier.
Sounds like a great idea.
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