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Brett managed to dodge the first swing, but the second caught him square on the side of his head, sending him to his knees, holding his head in his hand. His skull rattled like an engine, echoes of voices and images flashed within his mind as he got to his feet. A name came to mind. Whiplash. He dodged the swings and anticipated the jab, grabbing the end of the bo staff and holding it in place.
"My name is Brett Glukhovsky. I feel you may know me better by the name 'Whiplash' though" He said, taking a somewhat obvious chance. He had no idea who or what Whiplash was, but he felt some sort of strange connection to the title, something relating to his forgotten past possibly.
depending on the ooc I might apply

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my bruh

ghost dog

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Brett anticipated the teleport, he hopped, the unexpected sweep catching his toe as he jumped and tripping him ever so slightly. Still, it was enough to make him fumble and drop his gun. He contemplated rolling and picking it up, but something within him was telling him not to kill this girl, he couldn't exactly put his finger on it.
"I already know who you are, Ari Gray. I've been briefed on everything you can do - as far as we know anyway." He took a relaxed posture once more. "This fight can be over as soon as you agree to come with me, I don't care how you get there, whether it be conscious, unconscious or in a bodybag." He raised his fists, preparing for any attacks to come.
A grimace crossed Brett's face as she refused to put her guns down and charged him. He stood, taking the paint balls and hardly even flinching as they flew towards him. He allowed them to hit him, storing the kinetic energy they caused after hitting him within his arm as Shadowbird landed behind him. He let out a shallow laugh.
"You're going to destroy me with a paintball gun? Cute." He mocked, feeling the cold steel against his back. He put out his arms, slowly tilting and moving down until he placed his knife in the ground, as if to surrender. A sly smirk crossed his face as he held his arm out towards the ground at his side.

A neon green boomerang of energy flew out, causing a miniature explosion where it landed next to the two, sending them flying to the other end of the building from the force of said explosion. After landing on his back, Brett quickly rolled to his feet and unholstered his revolver, pointing it at Shadowbird.
"Last chance, Ari Gray." He spoke, vastly underestimating the skill of his former partner.
No worries, sorry for my short post as well haha
He raised his eyes, staring at her like a lion stares at its prey. He took off his glasses, folding them and sliding them into his pocket. He began stretching his arms and legs, as if the threat of death wasn't upon him and what was about to occur was just a friendly spar. He sniggered as she spoke, standing in a relaxed manner and balancing his knife on his palm before replying.
"I'm not authorized to give out my name." He stated bluntly. "The good it would do would be you keeping your life. I would appreciate if you put away those pea shooters, if we are to fight I'd rather see the whites of your eyes before I suppress you" His tone was sadistic and robotic, they'd brainwashed him to be the perfect killing machine, no mercy even to those he had no reason to kill past being told to.
Brett had been tracking her for weeks. The memories he'd been retold, of who Ari Gray was and how he had to eliminate her were all he knew now. 'Tying up loose ends' was what Dr. Artyom had told him, that it was essential if the organisation that so 'graciously' brought him back to life were to excel.

He watched as she saved the couple and all he could think about was why she didn't just kill the mugger. A far cry from the old Whiplash, so opposed to killing even with a blade in hand. He loaded his own guns, preparing for the combat that was to come. He was to attempt to bring her in alive first, but he was informed that this was unlikely to happen, and that violence was very likely to be necessary.

He vaulted up to a higher vantage point from the building he was on. Scanning the rooftops until he finally saw Shadowbird teleport onto it. He was stone faced, his eyes maintain their dead stare, he unsheathed his knife, holding it with the blade pointing away from him as he leaped down and stealthily made his way over to the alley next to the building.

He grabbed a dumpster and pulled it next to a fire escape, his newfound strength enabling him to do it with ease. He hopped up from the dumpster onto the fire escape and made his way up, barely making a sound as he slowly crept onto each step. Finally he was behind her, pushing his glasses up and readying himself.
"Ari Gray." He droned, emotion not present in his voice. "Please come with me, or face extinction." His words were ominous, he truly meant what he was saying.
Writing it just now, I'm going to refer to him as Brett until the mind control is broke btw
So um. I'm guessing Austin has scars covering his body now, because of the torture?


Yeah, I think it's safe to say they avoided his face, arms and upper chest so as to avoid messing up any of the grafting, but everywhere else is fair game for scars.
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