Log:Titanic Heritage

2019/04/23 	 Blok Natasha Heracles Titan

Hermes

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Built on a long ridge rising slowly to Colonial Heights to the south, this is the oldest part of town. Narrow, often cobbled streets with cast iron streetlights still in the shape of the ancient gas lamps predominate, some residential, some commercial - even down side alleys delightful old shops can be found. Main Street runs its cobbled shop-lined length straight as an arrow from Colonial Heights to City Center, and feels to this day the heart of the city, for all that it plays to the tourists. Many of the buildings are old as the streets but as well maintained; others, like the main library, stand in contrast. The Main Street MagLev line runs the whole length of the road and farther, but parallel a bit to the east, to avoid disrupting its historic beauty.

Blok

Blok stands about 3.2m tall and weighs about 420 kg. He has grey stony skin, flinty black eyes, and no hair. He wears blue trunks and vest with yellow trim (and Starguard insignia) and blue boots, with yellow bracers. He carrys a canvas satchel over one shoulder, marked with a Red Cross.

Natasha

Natasha is a baby dragon, a bit over a foot long not counting the tail, and about two and a half feet counting it. Her wings are separate limbs from her four legs, and her wingspan is about three feet, though folded the wings are a similar length to her torso.

Natasha's body is covered in tiny scales, mostly of a metallic dark orange colour, though with highlights of brighter oranges and gold, especially on her crested head. The membranes of her wings are an orangish yellow.

Natasha is generally alert and curious, moving her head in sudden jerky movements to follow whatever has her interest.

The weather is a bit warmer finally, and with the warmth, there has also been a fair amount of rain. The streets are wet and slick, and water drainage is becoming an issue. Thankfully, most higher end cars hover, so it's less of an issue than it used to be.

It's currently early evening in Old Town. The nightlife is just starting to pick up, finally.

Natasha doesn't mind the cold, but isn't a great fan of rain. Earlier, when the rain was much heavier, she decided to take a nap on a ledge on a building sheltered by an eave, waiting for the rain to clear. The sound of increasing nightlife rouses her from her slumber.

Blok has been wandering again, visitng various shops around town - not to purchase anything specific, but to learn what is for sale in which shops. On this particular occasion he is just leaving Fafnir's Hoard. Due to the wet slipperiness of the sidewalks, he has his Gravitic Anchor (Clinging) active.

There is the sound of some shouting in the Tavern. In...another language. Greek. The voice is deep and bellowing.

Titan(#2358POeACF?)

This man stands about 6 feet tall, and probably weighs about 230 lbs...and looks very muscular, like someone from the cover of 'Muscle and Fitness' magazine. He looks fairly young, like he's in his early 20s. His shirt is a tight v-neck black shirt with long sleeves, which shows off his muscles quite well. On his lower half is a tight pair of dark denim jeans, and on his feet are a pair of running shoes.

His shoulder-length hair is jet black, and it's styled well, despite looking fairly unkempt. His face is picturesque, his bright blue eyes that seem to burn with a certain intensity that is hard to describe. He's a very good looking individual...with that sort of GQ look to him.

Heracles(#536TOnp)

This is a well-built man dressed similarly to how Titan does when in 'costume'. He's wearing a simple tunic, sandals, and bracers. He has a lion pelt draped over his shoulders as a small cape. His straight hair is long enough to come down to the level of his chin, and he has a full beard which is well-trimmed.

The window from the tavern explodes outward as Titan is sent flying into the street...and into the side of a parked car by the curb. The car absorbs some of the impact, but skids into the street proper.

Following from out of the now-open window is a man dressed in a kind-of traditional Greek style. And it looks every bit as tough as Titan does.

Natasha stands and stretches - till Titan comes flying out of the tavern. Then she peers down and starts gliding in the direction of the person likely fighting Titan.

Blok sees a man go flying across the street and crash into a car. He comes running to render aid if required.

Titan shakes his head and gets back up. There's not much of a scratch on him, unlike the car itself. He looks back at Heracles and growls, "You've made a big mistake."

Heracles, for his part, stalks forward...striding with purpose, but not running.

Natasha assumes that since Titan is a hero, Heracles must be a villain. In consequence she is happy to join the fray. She emits a blinding light from her eyes, hoping to dissuade Heracles from attack.

Blok turns towards Heracles, "Friend Heracles, Blok has told you before that the street is not the place for fighting. If you wish to fight with Friend Titan, please go to the Gym, so that no one else gets hurt."

Heracles growls as he gets blinded by Natasha...and in his at least slightly drunken state, he says, "I will not let Hera mock me with Talos's presence here!" He can't see, but he is able to reach down...and rip up a piece of pavement, intending to whip the pavement like one would a carpet.

The wave of pavement tries to lift both Blok and Titan, only to crash into the two of them. The car behind Titan is flipped over onto its roof.

Blok says, "Friend Heracles, Blok doesn't want to hurt you. Please stop this."

Titan steps forward to try to restrain Heracles. As he does so, he grows...to a good nine feet tall by the time he reaches the Greek hero.

Titan manages to wrap up Heracles, lifting him off the ground, which just seems to make the man more angry. Heracles says, "I will...not be defeated so easily!"

Heracles is apparently an experienced wrestler, as one might expect. He twists around, managing to reverse the hold entirely, wrapping around Titan's body and flipping the larger man over....and slamming him to the ground, leaving a large Titan-shaped concrete angel in the pavement. There's a loud CRUNCH as he hits the ground, and windows rattle along the street.

Blok says, ""Blok did not wish to do this..." Blok slams his hands together in a mighty Thunderclap!"

Both Heracles and Titan are definitely affected by the thunderclap...there's no question. Both of them wince as the sound wave hits them.

Natasha lands on the blinded demigod's head, then, stretching her neck down in front of his face, nips at his nose.

Natasha's claw doesn't actually break his skin, but she does manage to get Heracles's attention. He growls...

Natasha's teeth actually break his skin, and draw blood. She manages to get Heracles's attention. He growls...

Titan actually looks more injured than he has been in quite some time. He has some bruises on him from getting thrown around. He gets to his feet...and in a fit of anger, he finally lashes out at Heracles with a simple punch toward his target's stomach, "I have no idea why you're calling me Talos. But we're going to end this..."

Heracles is struck...and only goes back around eight meters. He looks...barely hurt by that punch.

...though he doesn't manage to roll to his feet.

Natasha is left trying to catch herself in the air as Heracles is knocked from under her. But alas her plan is defeated.

Natasha closes on Heracles' now location and opens her mouth. The sound of flapping dragons wings can be heard, circling close about Heracles's head.

Heracles seems to hesitate...like he's unsure if what he's hearing is real or not.

Natasha notices someone else nearby, watching hte conflict. Up on a nearby roof is an atheletic-looking man with a helmet with wings it.

Hermes(#2438TOn)

A slim man, wearing what appears to be compression shorts and a tank top. The only clue as to who he might be is the flat helmet with the wings on the sides.

Blok says, "Yes, Friend Titan. Please end this...or move to the Gym." (Holding action)"

Titan takes a moment to recover a bit, while keeping an eye on Heracles. "I think we'll have difficulty convincing him to go to the gym to fight in his current state. Any suggestions?"

Blok says, "Go there. Blok will tell him where you are."

Titan nods. "That I can do. I'll see him at the gym. Without me around, he'll calm down a bit."

Natasha nods to that, not having a better plan, while maintaining the illusion.

Titan takes off into the air, flying toward the gym. He doesn't notice the additional person watching the fight from the rooftop (Hermes), as he's in the other direction.

Heracles, for his part, seems to be focusing on the immediate sounds around him. And he does seem to be getting a be calmer. More cautious.

Natasha keeps the illusion up till Titan is out of sight, then drops it. She's quite tired by now.

By that point, Heracles has gotten his sight back. "Where did the titan go? I know he was sent by Hera to watch me. I want to teach him that I am no easy target." The wound on his face is already starting to heal.

Blok says, "Friend Heracles, he awaits you at the Gym."

Natasha says, in her rumble-voice, "But say, why do you say Hera has sent him?"

Heracles stretches and walks over toward Blok and Natasha, though not in an aggressive manner, "Hermes himself gave me a message telling me thus. A letter. From my father."

Heracles pulls out the letter. Which is in Greek, unsurprisingly. "Hmm. At least I assumed it was from him."

Natasha has, by this point, read enough to have some idea of the players. "Is that Hermes watching us upon that rooftop?"

Heracles looks up where Natasha indicates. "It is." He waves and beckons Hermes down. And in a flash...Hermes is there, by the group.

Blok says, "Hello. Blok is Blok."

Natasha introduces herself in the dragon tongue. Figuring any self-respecting messenger god ought to be able to understand it.

Hermes nods to them both, "I am Hermes. It is nice to meet some mortals. It is a rarity for me." He does seem to understand Natasha as well.

Heracles smiles, "Why are you still here? Your message was delivered." Hermes smiles, "I was told by Hera to deliver that message to you, and then watch what happens afterward when you speak to the titan-spawn...and report it back to her."

And with that revelation, Heracles grimaces. "This was given to you by...Hera?"

Natasha thinks. o O (Silly demigod!)

Blok says, "Who is Hera?"

Hermes smiles. "Hera is the wife of Zeus, and...well, the queen of the Greek pantheon of gods. And she is a jealous wife." He motions to Heracles, "Your friend here is the son of Zeus...but not of Hera. Hence, she dislikes him."

Heracles grunts, "Dislike isn't strong enough. She made me go insane and kill my family. She has tried to kill me repeatedly."

Heracles tilts his head, "Is this Talos a true titan? Or was that a lie?"

Blok says, "Blok knows little of Earth gods, except that Hermes is patron of medicine."

Hermes smiles and nods to Blok, "Indeed." He then says to Heracles, "Oh yes. Though he does not know it. He does not know his ancestry. Yet."

Natasha never really wondered whether Titan was a titan. "Is your fight with Titan over, then?"

Heracles nods slowly. "I think...it is. I should speak with him. About this...misunderstanding." He looks to you both, "Thank you for...keeping things under control."

Natasha makes a little bow.

Blok says, "He awaits you at the Gym."

Blok says, "Hermes, may I call you Friend?"

Heracles looks at hte property damage, now that he's a little more coherent. "Hmm. Perhaps I can convince him to help make this right as well."

Hermes nods to Blok, "You may. It has been some time since I've seen mortals, as I said. But knowing a few is always welcome. It was nice meeting you both." He tips his helmet to each of you...and then he's gone.

Natasha looks about at the damage too. Maybe she can help a bit. On the other hand, it's already past dinner time....

Heracles waves to Blok and Natasha...and heads toward Bridgend to have a conversation with Titan.