Log:To Trap The Judge

Here Comes the Judge 2020/08/11 Night Marshal Grimm 6

It's late in the evening, and Grimm is walking along the street. Her hands are jammed in her pocket and her eyes are focused on the sidewalk ahead of her. She's just come from visiting Dialydd and needed some time to clear her head.

Night Marshal comes out of an alleyway in front of Grimm, and he tips his hat to her. "Evenin'. How are you doin' tonight, Miss Grimm?"

Grimm was so focused, she wasn't even paying attention with her shadow sight. She startles a bit and takes a few steps back, one hand clutching her chest while the other braces agains the wall by her. "Ah! Geez, you surprised me," she pants accusingly as she realizes who it is. She starts to laugh a bit through the shock. "Sorry. Been a bit jumpy lately. How's it going, Cowboy?"

Night Marshal tilts his head and chuckles. "You best be more cautious, given that we still have Judge running around someplace. Though I suspect you and I are low on his target list. Not being actual criminals and all."

Grimm grins a bit and rubs the back of her head once she straigthens up, trying to reclaim some dignity by standing proud. "You're right. With everything else after me, I forgot the Judge. Any word on him?"

Night Marshal shakes his head, "Nothing since we saw him last when we busted the arms dealer."

Grimm lets out a breath as her arm drops to her side. "I know we got to stop that guy, but I'm kind of relieved."

Night Marshal controls his reactions. He wants to put an arm around her shoulders...but she doesn't know he's Jack. "Relieved?"

Grimm looks a bit guilty. "Yeah. Just...glad to find out he hasn't killed anyone while I've been busy. Or hurt you or any other good samaritans. But...that doesn't mean we can relax. Any idea on how to find him again?"

Night Marshal shakes his head, "That was the primary lead, sadly. I could try calling him out for a duel, I suppose. I'm not keen on the idea, but then again, the other option is that it's an ambush. We each have ambushed the other once. Though to be fair, when I got the drop on him, he had gotten the drop on you.

Grimm blinks a few times as he suggests that and blushes a bit. "I...had that idea too, briefly, but I don't think it's a good idea. It seemed like it fit for your guys' schticks," she admits, looking embarrassed. She faintly wonders if Jack told him about their debate on who was faster.

Night Marshal chuckles. "Shootout at noon? Or midnight? He's faster than me. I'm pretty sure of it. I'm not sure that it would be a good idea. He's not as good a shot, but he uses enough lead that his lack of accuracy isn't an issue."

Grimm chuckles a bit. "Um, high noon is traditional. Though maybe a rooftop during a full moon, or midnight in the rain would fit," she winks. "Though the idea is to ambush him if he shows up for the duel so you don't get shot at. At least, not shot at alone. I could help with presenting an additional target."

Night Marshal nods. "Well, that sounds like a good idea, honestly. Though we'll have to be careful to keep him from noticing the backup.

Grimm nods and rubs her chin. "Well, if you're calling out the duel, maybe you can pick the place so we have the advantage. I may be able to hide a group of people with an illusion. He may still see through it though."

Night Marshal nods. "Not sure what kind of gear he has in that sense. But the smoke bombs he had blocked my infrared eyepiece.

Grimm frowns at that. "So he may be able to escape us with one of those."

Night Marshal nods. "Maybe. But you can probably track him, I'm guessing. With your sense powers?"

Grimm smiles slyly. "Yeah. It's not foolproof, though. If there's a lot of interference, I may not be able to follow it for long."