Log:Wild Wild Wests, Scene 1

Wild Wild Wests 2011/09/25 	 Cobalt Guardian|Abigail Fractured Janni Mirage 1

It's nighttime in Colonial Bay. The relative silence is interrupted by the sound of a ringing alarm bell - someone is robbing the First Colonial Bank.

Thankfully it's a saturday night, and thus, no school in the morning. This allows Cobalt to patrol later than when it's a school night and be out and about when he hears the alarm go off while flying overhead. "Really? An after working hours robbery and whoever it is lacks the skill to kill the alarm. Must be amateur hour." The teenager says to himself before flying down and over to hover above to see what he can see before rushing blindly into the bank.

Alarms and such aren't usually the sort of things that Abby listens for or responds to. She's usually on assignment or training or some such. She really is a busy officer... but... what does one do, when one is driving by right as the alarm starts to go off? Well, aside from cursing that some idiot used the regular one and not the silent alarm... to get back on focus, Abby's driving... yes driving. She doesn't fly -everywhere-, as there are times when she wants to be kinda subtle-ish. But she is at a red light diagonally across from the bank when the sounds hit her, and she simply flicks on her right turn signal and pulls into the first parallel parking spot open before stepping out of the car and looking towards the bank across the street. "Really? Bank robbery... it takes a special kid of idiot to rob a bank in -this- city." she mutters.

Mirage flies along just above the rooftops, holding his hat as he floats along towards the bank. Ah, a bit of fun... he shifts his powers a bit as he flies along, preparing for the type of opposition probably expected there.

There's a pickup truck parked across the street from the bank, with three men in it -- one in the drivers seat, and two sitting down in the pickup bed. All are wearing ski masks. The two in the back of the truck have guns ready - a hunting rifle and an assault rifle. One of them looks toward the bank, slips a couple fingers in his mouth, and whistles loudly.

The front door of the bank is barely hanging on by it's hinges. It looks like it's been punched in with incredible force, and it's smoking a little bit.

Amanour curses as she runs down the street. o O (I can't believe I forgot to deposit this. I'm going to miss a credit card payment if this isn't in by midnight! Was it worth it to get divorced? Absolutely!) She hurries down the street and almost bumps into the van with the armed men. "AIE!"

Alarms and such aren't usually the sort of things that Abby listens for or responds to. She's usually on assignment or training or some such. She really is a busy officer... but... what does one do, when one is driving by right as the alarm starts to go off? Well, aside from cursing that some idiot used the regular one and not the silent alarm... to get back on focus, Abby's driving... yes driving. She doesn't fly -everywhere-, as there are times when she wants to be kinda subtle-ish. But she is at a red light diagonally across from the bank when the sounds hit her, and she simply flicks on her right turn signal and pulls into the first parallel parking spot open before stepping out of the car and looking towards the bank across the street. "Really? Bank robbery... it takes a special kid of idiot to rob a bank in -this- city." she mutters.

Well, time to be discrete. Sure why not?! Abby just strides across the street with her hands in her jean pockets. She's wearing the USMC tanktop, sure... and has a pair of very light shades on. Sure, it's nighttime and all but her eyes do glow. So she walks right towards the truck and calls out, "Hey kids. You know how to -use- those things?"

One of the skimasks in the back of the truck shouts, "Let's get outta here! What's takin em so damned long?" He's got a strong Virginian drawl.

The skimask with the hunting rifle shouts at Abigail. "Back off sister! You do not want to get mixed up in this!"

Amanour blinks. "They have guns?" She begins to flee into the nearest alleyway. o O (I can't even make a deposit! This is ridiculous. I shall have to become Janni, preferably out of sight. At least it's easy to hide a burqa in my bag.)

Cobalt is hovering above the street near the entrance to the bank and chuckling at the kids in the car, especially as Abigail walks over there. . o O (Well so much for needing to do anything over there.) He thinks to himself and instead decides that whatever thrashed the door is probably more interesting. Especially as he hears voices from inside. Flying down to land on the ground right at the entrance to the bank, essentially blocking it he looks inside, "Yoo hoo!" He calls out, "You do realize this is colonial bay right? Robbing a bank? Give up now, save yourself some pain." The kid still has a halo of blue energy around him of course because as usual, he's hovering a few inches off the ground as he peers inside the bank.

Amanour moves into the alleyway, diving behind some trash cans and trying to find a place out of sight, especially of the other heroes. Trying to find a corner where she won't be noticed, she tries to create a whirlwind of sand under her feet and lift up, out of sight of the others, pretending to rise over the building in a cloud of sand....

"Buddy, you know your bolt isn't even primed right, don'tcha?" asks Abby. Of course, it is, but she's going for a bluff at the moment, "And really? A hunting rifle? For this sort of work, I would've expected a shotgun or some such. Yeesh... get that out of my face." She shakes her head a bit and snorts, "Pointing a rifle at a marine, I swear that's an inuslt."

A whirl of sand supporting a somewhat familiar figure breaks the line of the rooftop, heralding Janni's arrival. "Truly amazing," the woman atop the cloud of sand murmurs. "In my country, they are more fanatical, and just as armed."

ZAM! A bolt of red energy strikes Cobalt from inside the bank!

The red is countered by blue energy as Cobalt's own energy flares in response to the energy strike and after it fades, Cobalt is still standing there, unmoving, "That the best you got? Give up before you get hurt. Now." He's been wanting to do that ever since he practiced that with Lily! A faint smirk touches Cobalt's lips at that, his eyes glowing with his signature energy. Sure, his clothes are shredded from that energy blast but in the end of things? Cobalt looks none the worse for the wear even as a bullet goes zinging by also.

A gunshot rings out from the bank as someone shoots at Cobalt from inside, but misses.

"Crazy #$^@!," says the driver of the truck. He throws it into gear and reverses quickly. This is so that he has enough time to turn and avoid Abigail as he pulls a U-turn, taking the truck from one side of the street to the other, driving the truck up on the sidewalk. The truck ends up about 6m down the sidewalk from the bank, to Cobalt's left.

The driver of the truck backs away from Abigail, but just as he throws it back into drive, Abigail blasts the tires out from under it. The truck lurches to an abrupt stop.

The two gunmen in the back of the truck hop down to the street from the flatbed. "She's one of them supers. Blast her!" Both of them take aim and fire at Abigail.

Mirage lands on the ground a little ways from the two robbers, about eight meters or so from them. He tries getting as close to the bank as possible, before glancing back at the two gunmen. "You should probably take a rest, at least until the police arrive," he comments, his shadow extending over to underneath both of them before erupting into tentacles.

The shadowy tentacles wrap up the two gunmen and their truck. One of them shouts, "Walt! Get your butt out here! We need help now!"

Fractured hmms at loud noise. This will be only his fourth night out on the 'hero scene' and he's got his reservations. He moves slowly towards (for a meta at least) teh scene of the crime, slowing as he rounds the corner to see the unfolding events. drawn by the sounds of gunfire,e xplosions, adn his police hand radio, does he arrive on the scene taking note of what is occuring.

"Really, get a clue guys. Wrong city, wrong plan. Wrong everything." mutters Abby as she turns towards the bank and Cobalt. "Hey Cobalt, are you playing games again?" she calls out as she casually whips a hand back towards the truck, sending a flashpulse up and over it to detonate behind her in a blindingly bright ball of energy.

The gunmen and the truck driver all grunt as they get blinded by the flash.

Mirage winces at the sudden bright burst of light, the blindingly bright ball of energy burning away the shadows keeping them entangled into nothingness. He glares at Abigail silently. "Please... be careful with that."

As Abigail is walking over towards him Cobalt shrugs, "Giving these guys a chance to give up before they get hurt." He explains and that's when there is another flash of red energy from inside the bank flying towards the blue skinned teenager. "Jeeze." He mutters to himself as his eyes roil into a chaotic maelstrom of blue energy and less than a nanosecond later a huge blast of his own energy launches from his eyes to slam into the red energy and stop it dead. "Just, c'mon, give up. Don't make me waste my saturday night." He says to the bad guy.

Janni looks over at the truck and the two men who have just been freed from the strange ebony tendrils. o O (Whoever that is, he's capable of handling himself. Might as well clean up for now.) The cloud of sand whirls down, Janni atop it. She gathers sand into her hand and there is a loud whumpfing sound as she hurls a large ball of sand at one of the two gunmen.

The source of the red bolt of energy that attacked Cobalt is another thug with a skimask, inside the bank. He's shirtless, with a buff physique and a number of tattoos inked across his skin. "Y'all don't seem that tough to me!" he says.

Cobalt asides to Abigail, "Ok, we have officially met someone stupider than I am."

Janni's sand swirls around one of the gunmen, locking him frozen in place.

"Then open your eyes." remarks Abigail. "Kid's about as tough as they get. Trust me..." She inclines her head and nods to Cobalt, "I know, and to think, we had to come all the way down -here- to find'im."

Janni turns to look at the one with the hunting rifle. "If you wish to...pound sand...too, I believe that this could be arranged." o O (I do not understand how these westerners come up wwith these pithy comments.)

Mirage hums, glancing over at the guy covered in sand. Well, that probably has them covered at least... he turns his attention towards the guy shooting beams out of his eyes. He focuse a bit on shifting his shadows some more, before his shadow extends to underneath the man before suddenly leaping up in an attempt to grab him with his shadowy reach.

The Tattoo Guy reacts to Mirage in time stepping aside, and out of the reach.

Fracture shuffles over to teh other heroes. His voice has an eerie cadency to it from a voice module in the mask. "Greetings." Is all he says looking at teh tatooed man, or atleast you assume he is looking at the tatooed man. he doesn't knwo how teh others are acting towards him yet, but he does wait.//Half hold, will use on 4 likely EGO acting on 5.

Fractured shuffles over to teh other heroes. His voice has an eerie cadency to it from a voice module in the mask. "Greetings." Is all he says looking at teh tatooed man, or atleast you assume he is looking at the tatooed man. he doesn't knwo how teh others are acting towards him yet, but he does wait.

Fractured does not move as the gunmen stir more readily, Fractured mind reaches out towards teh one who is obviously armed. . o 0 (you might need theorpy. For that I am sorry, but I will not stand for your rather illegal 'get rich quick schemes') He thinks tohimself, as his mind tries to wrap around his opponent, revealing to him but a small fraction of teh horrors that await those who are foolish enough to skirt the edge of sanity.

The gunman with the hunting rifle spins towards the sound of Janni's voice, preparing to attack her. Suddenly, his body jerks and his hand raise to hold his head. "Nnn... Nnnn.... Noooooooooo!" he screams.

Janni's head turns to look at the gunman, clutching his hands and then looks at Fractured. "Do you have any idea what he's experiencing?" She stares in disbelief, purple kohled eyelids wide with shock.

The driver of the truck jumps out, and he starts running away.

Inside the bank, Tattoo Guy is accompanied by another skimask guy with a pistol. He aims at Mirage and squeezes the trigger.

Fractured does not move to look at teh sand ball that is Janni. "Yes, he is seeing what can not be unseen. For what I took him as, he is handling it quiet well. Most aren't able to scream."

The robber's shot misses. The window of a car parked in front of the bank shatters.

Fractured again does not move his mask but says. "Why not show us how well you handle the spot like as a beautiful ballet dancer? Rambling about cats is also welcome." There is no tinge of ammusement in this, there is only sorrow. As if not wishing to force his hand.

The Tattoo Guy looks around at the gathering heroes. "Well... You might take me down, but I'll make sure that you know you were in a fight!" He takes aim at Cobalt, firing a blast from his right fist.

"No. You won't." Cobalt says in a long suffering tone that is just hinting at a bit of annoyance by this point. As another blast of energy comes at him Cobalt's eyes flare with his signature energy and the blue -slams- into the red, catching it head on and stopping it dead in it's tracks. "I'm getting bored now Major. Permission to put the beat down on this guy?" He asks the woman standing next to him.

Mirage quirks a brow at the dancing gunman, and then back at the person screaming, before finnally gazing at Fractured. That's... new. The tendrils leap up until the air underneath the tattooed man, attempting to grab hold of him as he walks closer.

"Take'im down Cobalt. See how he likes -your- blasts." suggests Abby, "I gotcher back." And she rolls her neck, lifting her hands in a defensive stance.

"Too slow!" the Tattoo Guy says to Mirage, as he evades the latest attempt to grab him. "I was All State!"

Cobalt cocks his head to the side, "Well, alright. Not my first choice but... I'll play it your way." Cobalt shrugs a bit and he focuses his eyes on Mr. All State. With a grin his eyes seems to disappear into roiling chaotic energy, flares of power boiling to encompass the entire orbs before twin lances of energy shoot out at Mr. Shirtless in two heavy duty blasts as his lips crack into a wide grin.

Tattoo Guy gets blasted backwards by Cobalt's eyebeams. He crashes backwards through a tellers station and slams into the rear wall of the bank.

Soon as the Tattoo guy is launched by Cobalt, Abby shakes her head and goes into a bit of an arm-waving kung fu flourish before releasing almost a Haduken style plasma ball at the upcoming ballerina.

Instinctively, the gunman with the pistol covers his eyes with his forearm. It's too late though; he's already blinded.

Tattoo Guy shakes his head slowly. "Wuuuhhh..." he moans, still feeling the impact of Cobalt's blast.

Janni flies forward, keeping an eye on the gibbering man as she sails through the door of the bank. "Whatever it is you are doing here, I strongly suggest you desist!" She lowers her hand and motes of sand flicker there, before launching towards the prone man with tattoos. o O (I hope this doesn't flense him...)

"Unngh!" The Tattoo Guy bares his teeth as he gets sand blasted.

The driver of the truck jumps out, and he starts running away.

Fractured does not move but he seems to knwo where his foe is. His mind lashes out to warp the world about teh fleeing man. This will likely hurt the man, however Fractured will not allow him to escape. And he doesn't wish to subject him to the extended insanity of his screaming friend with teh rifle.

The fleeing driver shouts and collapses onto the sidewalk, unconscious.

Tattoo Guy flips up to his feet quickly. He looks up at all of the heroes facing him. "Well... $@#! this!" he says. He turns to his left and starts running. As he runs, he fires a blast at the side wall of the bank, trying to make a new exit from himself.

Grinning, Abby says, "Cover this doorway." as the guy starts running. She steps forward and then leaps to flip over the teller counter, twisting and rolling to pass the guy and land basically where he's heading. "Still feel like going this way?" she asks.

And she grins... Abby does, as Tattoo guy flings his energy blast anyway. She simply shakes her head and holds up a hand. The red energy flares up and as it approaches her hand... it shrinks and fades away, being absorbed into the flesh of her palm. She inclines her head and snickers, "I see what you mean Cobalt. Guy really has nothing going for him, does he?"

Tattoo Guy runs past Abigail, heading for the wall. He's unable to put his brakes on quickly enough...

"Hoo-leee!" Tattoo Guy manages to blurt before he crashes into the brick wall of the bank. He actually manages to smash his way through and into the alleyway next to the bank.

The pistol gunman raises his arms, about to begin his dance, but he seems to snap himself out of it. He's still blinded.

Mirage hrrrms. Cobalt and Abigail seems to have that under control. He heads towards him anyway in case help is needed, tendrils reaching up to grab around the pistol guy as he stops dancing.

Mirage grumbles some as he whiffs by a mile. He shakes his head, trying to refocus and actually hit someone for once.

Janni flies towards the hole, rising up above it and gathering sand about her in a swirling mess of glistening particles. A massive sandstorm engulfs the tattooed man and the area behind him...

"The desert calls for you, wicked one! Your bones will bleach in the world of lost midnights."

Fractured thinks. o 0 (Ooh! That was well said! I should keep that in mind for a quote if i ever need one.)

Tattoo Guy staggers into the alleyway. He's knocked to his knees, assailed by Janni's impromptu sandstorm.

Janni looks down at the tattooed man. "I will only repeat myself once more, wicked one! Give up. Or the pain will continue! I can do this all day."

The winds lift him and toss him against the wall of the far side of the alley. He lands with a thump on his hands and knees.

Cobalt looks around, "Door's covered." He says to nobody in particular since Abigail abandoned him, and there is one guy with a gun facing off against at least two heroes. And that gun is a pistol. In a flash of blue energy Cobalt flies through the air, accelerating as he zips through the lobby of the bank, past Janni, "Nice trick!" He calls out to her as he flies by and he flies past Tattoo guy and reaches out to grab hold of him on the way, "You aint ready for the big times punk." He says to the bigger and larger man even as he flies straight up into the air. "Shoulda gave up when you had the chance!" And then, assuming he's grabbed hold of the guy, he throws him straight down into the ground in the alley below.

Seeing that, Abigail remarks, "Wait... don't.." just before the guy's thrown and she shakes her head at the impact, "That's why I wanted you to just shoot him, so you didn't do more damage than the -robbers- did." she mutters towards Cobalt.

Fractured begins to move towards thoughs who may be hit by cars, they lift up adn begin to float over to safe areas.

THOOM! Tattoo Guy ends up at the bottom of a pit, created when he's smashed to through the ground of the alleyway.

He's unconscious now.

Janni turns to look at the damage and begins floating up into the sky. "I have to depart." She looks down at the tattooed man below. "Let that be a lesson to all who are wicked!" She vaults up into the sky, shaking her head as the roaring whistle of sand carries her departure. o O (I need to find a new ATM)

Looking around the bank, Abby narrows her eyes, "I wonder if the bank is still capable of -being- a bank." she mutters as she goes to try to do some PR and reparation work.

Mirage ties up the pistol guy just in case. "Blah. Well that went okay, I guess," he replies, glancing over to the giant pit. "...uh. Was it really needed to do that to him?"

Cobalt hovers in the air and blinks down at the ground, "What?" He asks Abigail, "If I'd shot him with my eyebeams I'd have put him through another wall and damaged another building?" He asks and then hovers back down to the ground to secure Mr. Tattoo guy just in case he wakes up anytime soon. "He just ran through a reinforced wall without slowing down Mirage, and his blasts were strong too. I thought it was necessary..." He mutters to himself now.

"Okay, next time we experiment with simply grappling the guy and punching him uncionscious for you Cobalt." suggests Abby. She shrugs and pulls out her smartphone to start taking pictures of the damage

Eventually, the police show up, to take everyone into custody.

Mirage points to Abby, replying, "And that was what I was going to do. Just grab him."

Fractured checks to make sure everyone is in a safe area before making his way to depart.

"Fine." Cobalt says to everyone as he makes sure the guy is given to the cops, "I'll just, stay the hell out of it from now on." He shakes his head muttering something about ungrateful people as he shoves his hands into his pockets and starts to walk off. "Gonna need -another- new shirt..." Angst. Angst. Angsty teenager.

"I said experiment Cobalt. Think about it and stop getting pissy. It doesn't become you." says Abigail as he starts to head for the exit. "We're figuring it out as we go along. Only way to learn is to experiment. Now cut that
 * bleep* out."

Mirage nods some. "Yeah... the 'immobilize everyone nearby' thing I figured out by trying stuff out. Not that it lasted long..." He glances pointedly to Abigail when he says that.

(Yes... yes...IGNORE ME! BWAHAHAHA! well that went well... if the one man would stop screaming... it should wear off eventually...might need theorapy. though... I'd sen a card if it didn't blow my cover.) o. the man in teh mask things as he begins to slink through the alley ways.

Cobalt mutters something that sounds suspiciously like, "You're not my mom." Before the teenager launches himself into the air and flies off. Thankfully not going supersonic this time at least.

Shaking her head, Abigail shrugs her shoulders, "Kid's gonna need to grow up one of these days." she remarks. Then she looks towards Mirage, raising brows. "What?" she asks.

Mirage sighs some. "I have shadow based powers. That energy ball creates a blinding flash of light. Which means..." he explains to Abigail.

Inclining her head, Abby just shakes her head, "Interesting, it was a luminescent plasma ball, but... good to know." she says, making a mental note.

Mirage shrugs at Abby. "The same thing would happen if someone turned a really bright spotlight on me. Or at a lit football stadium. Or anything the sun is shining on. Kind of sucks as a weakness, but there's not much else to expect from shadow..."

The man who is still conscious is shivering in a cold sweat as he is loaded in. "Tentacles... everywhere... souls...e aten... minds... twisted....there was more.... so much more... i wanted to look away. It wasn't all tehre." He seems to be calming down. "W-was it real?" he asks an officer who puts him in teh back of the police car. "was it?"