Log:Golden Boy, Scene 4

Golden Boy 2013/07/13 	 Scrapper Bifrost

4

Scrapper is flying from Sandy Bottom Island to Bridgend when she suddenly pauses, and hovers, looking for all the world like she is having a conversation with somebody.

Spotting Bifrost stepping out of Steel's Gym, she grins and swoops down. "Hi," she says brightly, "Care to help me beat up some thugs with guns?"

Bifrost glances over at Scrapper and grins. "Sure I guess. Might be a better work out that simulation anyways." she says as she rubs the back of her head. "It's been kinda slow lately. Been tryin' ta... Get a couple of jobs done, but it's pretty slow going lately. Could use the excitement."

Scrapper nods and pauses, concentrating. Magical sparkles begin to swirl around the pair. "Have you ever teleported before?" she asks just before the scene changes and the pair are standing in front of a van while others load gold bars into the back. The driver looks shocked when the pair appear, but recovers quickly and immediately slams on the gas intending to run Bifrost and Scrapper down.

Bifrost immediately takes a step forward, bracing herself. "No. Never. Unless you count gates!" she says as she dashes over, attempting to lift the truck before it can build up speed.

Bifrost squats down slightly and grabs the front bumper as it starts to gain momentum. She gives a slight grunt as she LIFTS, picking up the front end at the very least.

The front of the van crumples and the engine sputters and dies as Bifrost lifts. In moments, the entire van is in the air. The three remaining thugs are evidently well-trained or at least share the driver's quick reflexes. All three pull pistols and open fire on Bifrost.

Despite the clear target, two are rattled enough that they miss wildly, but one hits, only to have his bullet richochet harmlessly off Bifrost's hide.

Bifrost doesn't even notice the tickling gunfire. "How'd you hear about these boys?" she asks, before ripping the door off the truck (setting it down first), and punching the driver, being careful to not kill him. He's only a mortal (she hopes).

Bifrost still manages to hit the thug hard enough that he crumples into unconsciousness with a sickening crunch.

Scrapper replies as purple stuff arcs out of her hands. "Ghost is dealing with their leader, some guy called 'Golden Boy' and has a magic messenger watching this bunch," she says as the purple stuff forms into a big flyswatter and swings at the other three.

Scrapper swats all three but far lighter than she expected.

All three look back and forth between Scrapper and Bifrost, then run.

Bifrost glances over at Scrapper. "Wait what? Golden Boy? Is he really calling himself that?" she asks, sniggering for a moment. "Good shot!" she says, without sarcasm. She couldn't do that, that's for sure! She darts forwards and slugs another thug, pulling her punch at the last second... BUT she tries to make it look like she went to knock his head off. "SURRENDER!" she bellows at him (if awake) and the remaining thugs.

Bifrost's burst of speed is easily faster than any car and, although she hits hits the second guy with less force than the first, she still nails him hard enough that he spins fully upside-down before impacting the pavement with a crunch. The other two drop their guns and hold their hands in the air, trembling with fear that their surrender won't be enough to stop the woman mowing through them.

Scrapper checks on the man in the van.

Bifrost flies over to the other two men and ties their guns into knots before hefting them both easily a bit. "Now march," she says, nudging them back towards Scrapper.

Scrapper announces, "This guy has some broken bones, but he'll live. I'm pretty sure the van is totaled."

The pair meekly comply.

Bifrost nods to Scrapper. "So what's this 'Golden Boy' up to? Never heard of him."

Scrapper glances toward the open storage garage where a tarp was thrown over a stack of gold bars and a life-sized gold statue of a young female. She frowns and sniffs, then picks up a gold bar inside the van and sniffs it. "I smell transformation magic," she tells Bifrost. "Have you ever heard of King Midas?"

Bifrost has to think for a moment, but she nods. "Yeah. Wasn't he the one who wished for everything he touched to turn to gold?" she asks... Then she slowly turns to stare at the statue, looking horrified.

Scrapper nods and pulls the injured driver out of the van and tries to make him comfortable. "Pull back the tarp and let me know if you know them."

Bifrost yanks back the tarp, but not before looking back to the two other men. "Sit. Stay. Think about everything you know about this mess." she says grimly.

Scrapper whistles when she sees the statue. It is exceptionally detailed: each gold hair on her golden head is there and the blank golden eyes even have golden eyelashes. "Nevermind," Scrapper says. "I know who that is... or was."

Bifrost frowns and nods. "We'll have to get them ungoldened." she says... "So... Uh... Who is it?'

Scrapper says, "That is Sumner Edgewood - heiress to the Edgewood fortune. She went missing earlier this year." Scrapper gets up, dusts off her bare knees and walks over to the statue, studying it carefully and sniffing it experimentally. "I have bad news," she finally says. "Most transformation magic eventually wears off on its own. This won't."

Bifrost nods. "Then we find this Golden Boy and make him change her back. Or we find someone who can break the... Enchantment? Curse? Whateer it is." she says, shuddering. "I can't imagine that... Being stuck like that?"

Scrapper attempts to pick up the statue and blinks with surprise when it doesn't easily move.

The police are called and arrive to take the gunmen away. Working very carefully so as not to deform the kneeling 1.35 metric tonne gold statue, Scrapper and Bifrost load it and the transformed bars into the ruined van and transport the entire stack to the Undermoon Embassy where, hopefully, the mages there can restore the heiress and whatever the bars used to be.