"I see." He said in response to the information given as they arrived at the bank. After he was set down he placed a pat on the armored teens back. It was of a reassuring yet thankful nature. Yoshiro gave him a smile before he began to head to the banks entrance. "Be careful." Little orange butterflies sprouted from his palms to go catch the people escaping who was a bit too freaked out. They landed on the targets without being noticed, before turning into a blanket of a soft orange glow. The sound of Prometheus speaking to the other two filtered into his ear. Although he listened to what was said, his focus was on the civilians still left in the bank.
Things had settled down, for the most part, by the time Sky returned unexpectedly. His eyes shifted from the bag to his teammate who was asking for a buff--which meant things weren't tied up on their end. Yoshiro put his hand on the bag and turned to look at one of the workers. "Dump this out now. Quickly. We need to stuff it with paper." Anything light would do really. As long as it felt and looked like there was still money in it. Just in case the guy followed Sky to the bank. They could lure him away with fake loot. As long as it fooled him long enough to keep everyone safe that's what mattered. He rushed the stuffing process by getting whoever was there involved--even his teammate. If something seemed off on the other end he would send Sky out front early to keep watch. There was no time for a strength buff at the moment.
Zombuddie
tiny14xx2
The-DJ-Ghost
Katze Allemon-Schatten
__________________________________________ Location:The bankwithcivilians and Sky.
Wearing:Hero outfit.
Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2019 4:24 pm
Jack "Kaboom" Strode
Energy:75/100 l With:Some kids playing Hero l Activity:Doing his "Job" l Status:"Lightly" Injured l Relationship Status:Single
Jack stood there arms wide open but ended up grinning a little bit at the kids decision to stay put, jeez Jack hadn't even done anything yet and they were already nervous? However the grin lessened slightly, the other kid had been hot headed until now so why the change? Well the only answer was that a plan might have been told to them possibly? But what could it....!? Suddenly he was caught off guard when suddenly he felt his legs get swept out from under him, causing him to call back and smack his head against the helmet of this person(+7)"Sonavabitch!" he cried out, in surprise before feeling an arm bring into an extremely tight headlock, well this was unexpected. Maybe he should have taken these kids more seriously because now here he was with his head locked and his arms pinned by this person's legs. Well now this was just going to be a pain in the a** now wasn't it? Whatever, fine. These kids want to play hardball? That was fine in his books. With that Kaboom grinned a little bit "Not bad kiddies, taking advantage of my cockiness. OK, won't be making that same mistake again though" Jack would then experimentally flex his arms, only to find them pinned rather snugly against his sides. He would throw himself to the side a couple times until the two of them were sideways which gave Jack the leverage he needed to be able to stand right back up as best he could before leaning his head forward before smashing it backwards, splitting the back of his head open and causing blood to splatter on to Prom's helmet (+20), That hurt like a b***h but he'd dealt with much, much worse than this, granted it sucked when he had to hurt himself to get the ball rolling. With that though Jack began to take steps backwards before going into an awkward backpedaling run, he wanted to put some distance between himself and the others. He needed to give himself as much as he could before the others struck. Thankfully within moments the wall of a building was found and Jack would smash his back against the wall, causing his head to smack back into the others helmet once more (+20) he repeated the motion once more (+20), now not really caring if anyone was closing the gap on him. By now the back of his head was a red fountain and his blood but still Jack persisted through it, where most people would be passed out from the pain the Robber seemed almost unphased by it all. Years of inflicting self harm to get his powers to activate has caused his pain tolerance to be substantially higher than most people in the world. Granted an aquired skill that Jack hated to use but these kids seemed like they'd want to end this quickly and the Villain only did well in extended fights, he'd need to pick them off one by one. Starting with this kid on his back, he'd be the biggest thorn in his side if left unchecked.
This is Me | My House: Cerretti | Am I taken?: No. Do I have a preference?: Both | I am feeling: Focused and slightly in pain | Who am I with?: My team | Where am I?: In the city - Butcher's Alley | My Suit?: This~
The plan almost went how it should. Almost. But the man started moving around and eventually stood them up. The weight of the man all on Prom's body as he rolled around, sucked. So it was nice to have less pressure, but now he needed to hold on. The backwards headbutt disoriented him for a second, but he tried to hold on, his vision briefly obscured as blood covered the visor. Carrie still had time to strike, or so he thought, because the man was running backwards. Prom could already tell this was bad, but he braced himself for the pain that was sure to come. Being blinded by blood at the moment, it was hard for him to see what he was being run into. Maybe a steak that will kill them both, or a moving vehicle.
But he felt the hard flat surface of a brick wall smack into his back, pushing the air out of his lung for a good minute so that he was gasping for air again as the man's head smacked against his helmet. The force main his head snap back, which sucked, but the next one was not as bad. Something wasn't right with this guy. He seemed too intent on hitting himself right now. His legs would tighten around the robber, body adjusting so he was higher on his back. His visor would drop down, and blood might have splattered on his face, but he kept moving. The arm around his neck adjust so that his hand was gripping the man's head as the other came up. he was in the position one would take if they planned to snap someone's neck. "No one said you didn't have to be in a body bag when we turned you in. Stop ******** moving or I will break your neck." He was growing tired and impatient with this already. As his visor came back up over his head, it was better cleaned, most of the blood wiped off when he lowered it.
Carrie would be caught up by now for sure, ready to strike hopefully so this would be over and he could wash the blood off of himself and his suit. If Kyo caught up as well, great. They could use the help probably. Hopefully he got the money out of the picture so they didn't have to worry about that part. Now it was a waiting game, just to see what would take place next.
Zombuddie
Alykia
The-DJ-Ghost
Katze Allemon-Schatten
Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2019 10:45 pm
Jack "Kaboom" Strode
Energy:100/100 l With:Some kids playing Hero l Activity:Fighting these kids l Status:Injured l Relationship Status:Single
This ******** sucked a**, there was nothing worse than having to go out of his way to hurt himself but he needed some way to extend this fight because it was not going to be good for him if he stayed in the position he was in. But it seemed that things would be rather surprising as suddenly he was put into a very familiar hold, so was this kid serious? Hearing his words caused Jack to chuckle a little bit "Oh really now? Last time I checked heroes got into big trouble if they used lethal force, makes you no better than any other villain" he'd seen it before a couple times and usually there were some serious repercussions for such actions. However something told Jack that this kid was the real deal, the icy edge in his tone was there despite the obvious irritation. But what let Jack know this was a real threat was the fact this kid was in the real position to do just that and with his arms pinned there was little he could do to resist. Thankfully though it seemed like the girl had decided that she was ready to deal a big blow which was just what Jack needed as he felt all the wind get knocked out of from from a swift punch to the gut +25"Guh!..." his legs wobbled for a second as he fought to stay standing for a moment and he was hunched over with his eyes closed for a moment. There it was, that familiar tingle of energy began to course through him as he let his body grow slack for a moment as he lightly pinned the Hero on his back against the wall but not much more than just holding him there. Suddenly a small chuckle escaped his lips "Not bad Kids..." he stated aloud as a grin began to form on his face "You guys wanna know my name? I don't know if you've heard of me, maybe you have or haven't...but I'm..." suddenly Jack would lean his head back as far as he could to look directly at Prom as Jack's eyes were now a solid, glowing white with visible energy crackling out like lightning "...Kaboom" with that his entire body glowed as a red hot, fiery explosion engulfed the entire block they were on, destroying the building he was leaning up against as well as many of the surrounding buildings as well. From the deep crater that was now where the building now stood remained Jack, breathing beginning to even out as he looked around and let out a small whistle. Now this was a good one, he hadn't been able to blow one off like that in a good long while. But now he that his arms were finally free he began to look around for that kid who was on his back, he was going to make sure he couldn't get back up before going after his friends. That kid would be a problem. As he began his search he spied on the girl from earlier, knocked unconscious under some rubble, thank goodness she was still breathing as that would have ******** him up knowing he killed a kid. Now though he was on full alert, if someone tried to jump him or get a sneak attack off he'd be fully ready to counter attack this time.
Yoshiro was very smart with having him use fake money. If the guy was thrown off the trail, Sky and his team could use that to his advantage. Sky had a plethora of skills against that guy, or so he thought. After getting the instructions from Yoshiro, Sky noted in agreement as he knew what goodra next plan of action was. Right! Great job, Yoshi. Sky said to him in a whisper so nobody heard his real name. Sky would then go off out of the bank, as he had the bag of paper stacks in his arms. He wondered where would it throw off the man's trail, if it'sfar from the bank. Hmmm... That seems like a good alley way. Huh? Sky said, looking across from where the battle was, on the next alley over. At that point what he saw next shocked him. The explosion happened, which kicked a bunch of dust and rubble in the air. Sky dropped the bag right there. No... Sky said, as he rushed on over. There, he saw that Carrie and Prometheus were on the floor knocked out unconscious from the blast. Hopefully our was knocked out. Reppuken!! What the hell did you do to them, you b*****d!! Sky shouted, after sending two feathers of energy at the man. This time, he was aiming for his chest directly, as he would get into a fighting stance. Sky analyzed the area, and figured that whatever the man did, had to do with an explosive Peculiarity. Putting his hand on his ear piece, he tells him. It's Mirage and Omicron. They're both unconscious. The damage is pretty bad. Sky would tell Monet. I'll make you pay, you son of a b***h!! Sky would announce, as he would ready himself to send another blast.
Sky left before the explosion occurred. A hand was placed on the counter to steady himself as he felt the tremor. Concern flooded his features. As far as he knew, none of his teammates could create explosions. The others might not have been too far away, but they were still far enough for him to not be able to see what's going on even if he went outside. He turned his attention back to the workers who were left. "Lock down the store. The police should be here soon." He didn't have the time to calm them again. Luckily, they seemed less freaked out then when the culprit was in the building--probably because they weren't directly involved anymore. The police were already called as well. Yoshiro ran out of the store to look in the direction of where the others were most likely located. He wasn't going to leave until the bank was sealed off. The color user put two fingers to his ear. "What happened?" He almost said their names but stopped himself at the last minute. Yoshiro was definitely concerned. He couldn't even remember their codenames at the moment. The only good thing was the fact that he gave Carrie more durability and Prom was wearing the armor. It was the only reason he didn't appear to be too flustered.
Eyes glanced over at the bank as he slipped his hand under his robe to pull out some paper. He didn't even check what colors they were in this case. Yoshiro drained them all of color before letting them drop to the ground in an array of grays. It was his time to join the fray. First, he needed information. A hand was placed on his chest as he touched his ear again. "Are you okay? How's Mirage?" He was formulating a plan while they spoke to each other.
Zombuddie
tiny14xx2
The-DJ-Ghost
By Bi Blitz
__________________________________________ Location:Outside the bankwithno one.
This is Me | My House: Cerretti | Am I taken?: No. Do I have a preference?: Both | I am feeling: Terrified/Pissed and hurting | Who am I with?: My team and ********> | Where am I?: In the city - Butcher's Alley | My Suit?: This~
His hands tightened on the man's head as his eyes went dark. There was no emotion there as he put a little pressure on the dome. "I am no hero, nor have I ever claimed to be one. Those morons are just too stupid to see how crooked I already am." His voice was cold and nearing on his native Russian accent as he became withdrawn. If Carrie failed, the red head was resolved to just handle this his way. No games, no waiting for an arrest. His way assured that there would be no more robberies.
He was resolute on killing the man after Carrie hit him, his hands already about to move to snap his neck, but the man pushed his head back to look at him. It was at that point, that realization hit on why the man was smacking his head back against Prom's suit.
It was too late to stop it. And damn did it hurt like a ********. His suit was damage in a few places, visor cracked to hell, making his digital screen flicker. The only thing that wasn't scratched, dented, and completely ********, was the reinforced steel box that held Promullar. Man treated his phone way ******** better than himself. That was the only part of his suit he assured was safe. "Prom! Wake up, please wake up!" He could hear his own voice call out to him. His ears felt like they were ringing, and his vision for a second, was very disoriented. He was certain a rib was just kaput, and he could feel jagged metal stabbing him in the shoulders. His cellphone was calling out to him in his own voice, sounding panicked upset with the code he was delivering. "I'm fine Promullar, I am awake."
Around that time, the redhead heard Yoshiro in head piece and growled in anger as he saw Sky attacking the man already. "The ******** exploded, that is what the ******** going on! Now dumbass over here is just hitting him more and will make him blow again. If I ******** get my a** blasted one more ******** time, I will go apeshit!" Prom stands up and starts walking in their direction, addressing Sky next. "Hey dumbass! he explodes when you ******** hit him. So stop!" There was a string of curse words as he lifted his hands to pull off his visor, stopping as soon as he heard a shrill no from his phone. "Prom...the explosion caught HIS attention. Don't, under any circumstances, remove your helmet. He can see you." The redhead stood still, his head turning to look at some onlookers who were attracted by the noise. Among the crowd, he saw silver hair and man clad in a suit. He looked rather bored looking at the scene. Right up until he stopped on the man in the suit. He stared for a good moment, Prom's breathing increasing for a hot second. Seeing him on cameras was not the same as seeing him in person.
He almost stepped towards him, catching himself as his breath caught and he ended up stepping back. Prom swallowed the lump in his throat as the man blinked, watching the turmoiled hero stare the crowd. And then it was like he had special vision to see right through the helmet as a knowing smile spread on the man's lips and his hand lifted, signing to the hero. "I found you little bird. Give him hell, or I will kill them all." He didn't know what to say or do as the man gave a pleased smile, after giving Prom a wave. What...the ******** was that about? HE WASN'T ALLOWED TO LOOK PROUD LIKE THAT. IT WAS A DIRTY ******** MOVE. scream
"Focus!" The phone snapped him out of his trance and he glanced back at the robber and Sky. "Icarus, if you ******** hit him one more time, I will shove these bricks up both your asses. Every. Single. One. Monet, please tell me you can hop in. Because I am seeing red, Carrie got knocked the ******** out, and now I have an audience to impress. I should have snapped his ugly neck right off the bat. if neither of you can incapacitate him, I will kill him. That is a ******** promise."
Zombuddie
Alykia
The-DJ-Ghost
Katze Allemon-Schatten
Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2019 2:20 pm
Jack "Kaboom" Strode
Energy:60/100 l With:Some kids playing Hero l Activity:Fighting these kids l Status:Injured l Relationship Status:Single
Jack was relatively pleased with the amount of destruction he had caused at this moment and it seemed like those building were vacant at the time of his explosion if the lack of dead bodies were any indication. So all in all it was just about shaping up to be a good day. It was then that just as the dust settled he heard the other guys shouting and saw those two feathers coming directly at him this time but instead of dodging them like a normal person Jack would raise his arms up to protect himself as best he could and took the brunt of the the others attack, feeling the heat of the blast scorch him (+30 +30) but he already felt the power building up inside him already which meant good things for him this fight "Kid are you blind? I blew them up, that's what I did and I'll make sure you join them" he grinned a little bit when he heard the other guy's voice call out, yelling at the boy before him for attacking him. So he managed to figure out how his peculiarity worked? Well this just always made things fun, it was always interesting to see how heroes went about trying to work around fighting him without making him blow up. However the boy in front of him wasn't the worry, the one who was on his back earlier was the one who had most of his attention. He was a serious killer, from the lack of emotion earlier he'd even dare to say that he was worse than Kaboom himself in that regard. This kid would be walking the fine line between villain and hero, that's for sure if he continued on like this. Hell maybe become an anti hero or some s**t like that, who knew. Finally Jack would focus more attention on the other man and grinned a little bit, seemingly unphased by his injuries "Hey Kiddo watch your mouth, there may be some small kids in our audience today!" well he had a sailors mouth, not that Jack was much better in tense situations. Now what to do? In a two vs one he was already at a disadvantage but even more so one of the two people had no qualms with killing so it meant he had to be genuinely cautious with this fight. The other kid seemed to be less of a threat so with that in mind Jack would move quickly and was upon Prom within seconds, moving to deliver several blows to the young man. The suit he was wearing was nicely damaged so it would probably help to make his blows hit and if not? Well hurting his knuckles wouldn't be the biggest deal. Jack also made sure to not allow him the chance to kill him so easily, he'd been in life or death fights before and now was no different.
They can't hit him or the guy would explode. It was what he got out of Prom's response. That and the fact he is royally pissed. It wasn't long before he found out Carrie got knocked out as well. An audience? One thing at a time. "P...calm down." He stopped himself from saying the redhead's name. His voice having a more soothing tone to it while speaking directly to him. "A kill shot might cause an explosion." He used logic to both point out how they don't know exactly how the guys power works and as a way to get Prometheus to take his violent thoughts down a notch. It might not have helped at all, but he still moved on to the plan regardless. "I can make him fall asleep." The redhead should have remembered such a thing. Yoshiro let a soft yellow glow spread over his body as he walked closer to the scene. It might have looked as if he was taking his time but he needed to relay the plan to the others first. "Distract him so his back is toward me. You got two seconds." The last two things were directed toward both teammates. A purple glow formed in one hand before he flicked it like a whip. A similar colored ribbon flung out. One he grabbed immediately after. Then he was off.
True to his word: he arrived on the scene shortly after he told them what to do. His steps were quick and quiet. Strawberry orbs scanned the scene as soon as he was able. Soon releasing the yellow butterfly hidden in his free hand. The little guy fluttered over to the knocked out teammate as Yoshiro focused on the target without stopping his momentum. It was obvious the robber saw the redhead as a bigger threat. His next string of movements had a flow to them--almost as if he was about to start dancing. He just happened to have a unique fighting style. As he flung the ribbon so it would wrap around one of the man's leg if not dodged, he produced another in his other hand before making an attempt to wrap around the waist. If he did catch the leg the purple glow would spread rapidly--causing the leg to fall asleep almost immediately. The wrap around the waist would cover the body as a whole quicker, but overall it'd be a more gradual lull into sleep. First feeling tired before getting noticeably sluggish. What he'd do next would depend on the other's reaction.
Zombuddie
tiny14xx2
The-DJ-Ghost
By Bi Blitz
__________________________________________ Location:The streetwithteammates, robber and onlookers.
Thenfact that he can absorb all those attacks and let them out in a blast was more evident by the fact that he took the two blasts head on. But what really had him steaming was the sheer fact that he's literally ignoring Sky just to go and hurt Prom again. And yet the guy comes and yells at Sky for defending him and Carrie? These guys really made no sense. But still, Sky knew he had to protect them. Yoshiro had came in, but he had this look of a plan. Just needed to incapacitate him, which should be easy enough. The man did take some heavy damage. Right as he would rush up on Prom and go to send punches at Prom's fallen self, Sky would rush in and grab Jack, trying to force himself to keep this man in place as long as he could. Sky saw the ribbons surround them both, which was a good sign. Yeah, Sky might pass out unconscious, due to him being in the way of the ribbons along with Jack, but it was something he was willing to do for his friends. Omicron, just shut up and trust us! Sky said, as he would try his hardest to hold down Jack. We're team mates and we're friends! No matter what, we're in this together! Sky said, as the thought of Gwen would pass his mind. She was the one he wanted to say this to the most. Besides, if they hurt one of us, they hurt all of us. So let's kick his a** and arrest him too! And whoever's next will get a beat down! I promise you guys that! Sky would tell not just Prom, but to all of them. It's true, they're all holding emotional baggage, especially Prom of all people, but Sky didn't care what it was. He just wanted them to be happy and as friends.
This is Me | My House: Cerretti | Am I taken?: No. Do I have a preference?: Both | I am feeling: Cold/Pissed and hurting | Who am I with?: My team and ********> | Where am I?: In the city - Butcher's Alley | My Suit?: This~
His hand lifted up and he gave the man the bird with an unamused expression. "Go ******** yourself with a goddamn grenade you ******** p***y." His gaze flicked over towards the side, seeing the man give a displeased expression when he heard the redhead fling out a bunch of swears. Ever a pet peeve of Vlad's: Prom's dirty mouth. He was kind of ignoring the others talking in his ear, but he heard the gist of it.
His gaze was back on the man as he ignored Sky entirely and went straight for Prom instead. A grin would spread on the redhead's face as he got into a defensive stance. Was he finally going to have some fun today? He had enough pent up fury to unleash. A quick snap of the neck might feel nice to help release his rage.
He was able to block the hits okay with his arms, moving quickly catch each one. However, he could feel it starting to set in. The digging into his shoulders and the rib problem, was slowing down his movements as he started feeling a little fatigued. Almost getting hit, the redhead barely manged to dodge with a duck. He was wondering if he would be able to get on him again to give Yoshiro an opening, but he wasn't really sure how that would turn out. Probably a lot of hitting in the front, which would really suck with his rib. He could still feel a pointed gaze watching him, as if he expected him to fail so he could step in. So that wasn't helping at all. Did he lose the game again?
Luckily, the dude who might somewhat as reckless as Prom himself, was distracting Jack plenty by jumping for him, and Yoshiro was restraining him. He sighed softly, still guarded and relaxing a little. "Trust you? Pah, don't make me laugh." He would say as he moved closer. If Jack wasn't on his knees already while exhaustion set in, Prom's hands would rest on his shoulders and he would force him and Sky on the ground with a cold look. "Don't say something so disgusting. We are not friends." His hand reached behind him as he took out a knife and pressed it against Jack's neck. "You ******** blew me up you dickwad. Men have died for doing less than that to me. So sit the ******** still and go to sleep or I will cut your throat and put the baby to sleep for good."
Zombuddie
Alykia
The-DJ-Ghost
Katze Allemon-Schatten
Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2019 3:43 pm
Jack "Kaboom" Strode
Energy:60/100 l With:Some Hero's and a future villain l Activity:Fighting Heroes and a future villain l Status:Injured and sleeping l Relationship Status:Single
Jack was doing rather well for himself, he had this little s**t head on the defensive and he'd happily beat him into the ground in order to actually get him out of the way. However it seemed like it was one problem after another as that kid from earlier was now...hugging him from the back? Oh wait, no he was trying to pin his arms and hold him in place. A cute effort but he could already tell this young man wasn't nearly as strong as the one before him, however Jack quirked an eyebrow at the one who's name he found was Omicron. Kaboom stared at the young man before him as he degraded and mocked his team mate for talking about how they were friends and how they needed to trust each other. Jack simply stared at the young man silently as he had a knife pressed against his throat but the older man didn't even bat an eye as he stared directly back "I don't know your story Kid" he spoke directly to Omicron "But with that attitude you'll be on the fast track to villainy in no time, so many started the same. Loose ideals, OK with killing, I'll be expecting to hear about you in the news in a few years" he grinned, showing just how unafraid he was at this moment, this kid was running down the fast track it seemed and he seemed eager to get there. Instead Jack simply shook his head, unaware of the ribbons closing in on him as he lifted a single foot to kick Prom square in the chest, he didn't even care about the knife to his throat. If that thing cut him he'd be blowing up a second time guaranteed if that happened. Jack would then flex his muscles a bit "Sorry Kiddo, maybe try to out muscle someone you're actually bigger than" using raw strength he'd break the others grip on him before promptly elbowing Sky in the face. Well now that this was all done he just had to find the cash and...."!?!?!" suddenly Jack felt his left leg give out under him as he fell to one knee and looked down to see some colored ribbons wrap around him as a sudden drowsiness began to creep in. One of the other heroes must have arrived! Luckily he could follow the ribbons back to their source and so Jack would reach into his Jacket and pulled his pistol out and turned around and leveled it square onto Yoshiro's head.
He blinked and stared for a moment, this was another one of those kids. When had he arrived!? Jack stared directly into his eyes with a look of shock on his face as his finger twitched slightly, it would be simple. Put the bullet in this kids head and he could escape...he could...but....he couldn't....he couldn't kill a kid. He couldn't kill any of them, even the little sociopath. For good or bad they had their whole lived ahead of them, it would be cruel for him to take that all away just so he could make his great escape. Soon a look of guilt crossed his face before finally he just gave a small, almost friendly smile before he dropped the gun onto the ground and let out a small chuckle as he slowly fell forward "Congrats....you kids win..." with that Jack fell forward and began to snore, sound asleep as the effects of the ribbons put him down for the count.
Things were a bit out of hand. He was beginning to think his classmates, not just the people he was currently with, liked to make things more complicated than they needed to be. Yoshiro knew it mostly dealt with emotions, however. Some of the reactions now and the ones from the Queen incident. Perhaps he was the one who was messed up. He took in what everyone was saying while staying somewhat detached. His focus more on his ribbons as he moved. The one successfully wrapped around the man's left leg while he whipped around the other so it would touch only him a bit later. The reason he used the color as ribbons was because it was faster than butterflies and gave him more control. It would do no good to blanket his teammates.
The color user came to a stop between the robber and Prometheus as the adult fell to one knee. Only one hand still held a purple ribbon since most of the color was rapidly covering the other's body. Before he could really do or say anything, his eyes locked with the robber. A gun aimed at his head. He only stopped moving because he didn't want the armored teen to do some unnecessary action. It was obviously the wrong course of action for himself. At the moment his reaction time was amped up, but he didn't know how well it'd fair with a close-ranged bullet shot even if the other's movements were slowed from getting sleepy. It wasn't something he tested out. The shocked look on the man's face confused him. Perhaps he should have been scared, but a certain aspect of his peculiarity has caused him to become numb to a certain degree. The last purple ribbon was completely released as it curled around the arm holding the gun. Yoshiro watched as the robber said something before falling to the ground. A slight smile curled onto his face. The guy made it seem as if this was a game.
With a quick glance over toward Carrie he could see a soft yellow glow around her. He gave her an overall light cure since there wasn't any time to take an actual look at her earlier. Whether it did much good was left to be seen. Yoshiro turned his attention to his armored teammate. A hand was placed on the students arm if he happened to be reaching to do something he shouldn't be. Otherwise, he would just place the palm of his hand on the teen's chest. In both cases, it would have been a gentle yet firm touch. The soft yellow glow disappearing from around his own body. "Icarus, make sure the culprit stays down." It was a safety measure. Sky should be able to handle it and he was the least hurt out of the three. Strawberry orbs focused on Prometheus as if he wasn't in a suit. "Look at me." He would say if the other seemed distracted. "It's over. Let me heal you." It was obvious the armored clan redhead took some damage. He couldn't actually see what happened on the inside, but still.
Zombuddie
tiny14xx2
The-DJ-Ghost
By Bi Blitz
__________________________________________ Location:The streetwithteammates, robber and onlookers.
Sky was still holding Jack in place while Yoshiro would use his sleep ribbons Perk on the man. The good news is it was working, but the bad news was that he wasn't going down quickly enough. He was nervous when the man would move again, only until Prom would come up knife in hand, and blade against the man's neck. Whoa, what the ******** are you-- All that was interrupted as soon as the man would elbow Sky in the face, making his stagger back. He would grunt in pain, as the man would then pull out his gun from earlier and aim at Yoshiro. Sky let go of his bleeding nose, just to reach out to Yoshiro. Instead, the man Jack would just drop his gun after hesitating a bit, and falling down to sleep. Sky was breathing heavily, as everything that happened so fast for him to even process. Yoshiro nearly died, Prom apparently was a killer in some way, and Carrie's knocked out unconscious. Right... I think I have something for that. Sky said in response to Yoshiro's request. He took out a plastic zip tie from his bag, and would cuff Jack's hands back so he wouldn't move after gaining conscious. Monet, how long is he gonna stay out for? He asked, before going over to where Carrie was. Sky would then get her arms, as he would lift her up, and carried her on his back. The police should be here soon, so I guess we should head for the nurses office. He said, trying to keep Carrie as comfortable as possible on his back. Hey Omicron... Who was this audience you were talking about? Sky asked, as he remembered the first thing he said, when meeting up with them a minute ago from the fight.
