Log:The Brain Trust Breakout

2020/04/06 Ghostfist Cade Night Marshal Porter Tamara The Brain Trust 1

Court House

A grand set of marble steps leads up to the revolving door of this historic landmark, situated on the east side of Main Street north of the police station. The Courthouse, with its Victorian style architecture, stands above all other buildings on the block an image of true justice and power.

It's the end of the business day. On this cloudy day, an alert goes out on the police band and hero net about a metahuman assault at the courthouse during the hearing of captured villain Ape-Plus. (See Log:The Brain Trust Heist.)

Night Marshal had already finished his work day. He was over in Old Town when the alert went out, so he glides back over to the City Center, landing in the square to assess the situation.

Frankie Ghostfist is just finishing providing evidence in a particularly acrimonious civil suit at the court house. She's just the private investigator, naturally, but that just means her stake in the matter is almost done. Wandering out of the court house from a side entrance, Ghostfist rounds the corner on the square to size up where to get a late lunch.

Cade Crichton had been following the trial of Ape-Plus through official channels but hadn't decided to actually attend the hearing himself. He's not one to carry grudges but almost being murdered in the line of duty by someone certainly had him hoping they'd throw the book at Ape-Plus.

Hearing the update about an assault on the courthourse in the middle of his trial makes the hair on the back of Cade's neck stand on end.

Part of him hesitates as fear bubbles up within him but he clenches his teeth and wills his flight suit to him. He changes in flight, pushing his flight to the the limits again to avoid lookie-loos from getting an eyefull of Cade.

He slows as he nears the City Center and arcs down towards teh Courthouse just as the sound waves catch up to his flight path.

He wills a dome of telekinetic energy in front of him just in case anyone gets trigger happy.

It IS the initial hearing after all, and not the actual trial.

There's a terrible smashing sound as part of the wall along the side of the courthouse explodes outwards in brick and masonry, kicking up a cloud of dust six meters in front of Ghostfist.

As the dust clears, a tall, dapper looking man with gray flesh stands, waring a top hat, black tuxedo, and red tie with matching cummerbund.

All the heroes recognize the distinctive visage of Mr. Zombie, a super strong member of The Brain Trust. While he looks and sounds like one of the undead, Frankie cannot sense anything undead about him.

Through the dust, the heroes can see that under Mr.Zombie's arm, held kicking and screaming, is Assistant District Attorney Tamara Garcia. She's dressed in a black power suit. She squirms and manages to get ahold of one of her high heels, pulls it off, and starts whacking Mr. Zombie with the stiletto heel. "Let go of me!"

Lynx springs out of the hole. She's a cat-girl with gold-colored fur, some white on her underbelly, fangs, claws, the whole nine. Her costume is a black and gold bikini-like trunks, black and gold bracers and leggings. Her ears flatten as she hisses at Mr. Zombie. "You went the wrong way, you big oaf! To the rear. This way!" she instructs and bounds in Frankie's direction, away from where Cade and Night Marshal are. "Out of our way!" she warns what she thinks is a human, trying to swat Frankie aside with her clawed hands.

Ghostfist was just looking for that hot dog cart she could smell when a catgirl in a bikini comes charging at her. Blinking in confusion, Ghostfist only sees the glitter of claws coming for her and takes a half-step back. Cat claws rake across the court house's brickwork and leaves a faint scratch on Ghostfist's cheek as the gumshoe's head snaps in the direction of the blow.

"... What is it with claws and teeth this week?"

Crichton sees everything unfold in slow motion and beyond his worst fears happen right then and there- the Brain Trust is responsible for this, they've got a hostage & they've jsut attempted to kill an innocent bystander.

Cade finds his fears melting away, replaced with something else- something steely as one of his CVI's usually untapped features kicks in.

He darts towards the Cat Girl and her Undead teammate with a sneer on his face.

He waves his protective half-dome away and presses the offense so he can buy time for the bystander to get out of there or for him to put himself between the bad guys and the civilian.

Lynx gets hit right in the nose, her head snapping back, but she maintains her footing. "Yeooowww!" she yowls in pain.

Cade shouts as his companion field appears next to Cat-Girl (Lynx) and pops her once in the jaw, "You Brain Trustees jsut don't ge tit do you? You were already in the wrong town for this kind of thing, but worse now that your Gorilla tried to kill me. There's no way on Earth i'm letting you out of here or hurt anyone else!"

Cade shouts as his companion field appears next to Cat-Girl (Lynx) and pops her once in the nose*, "You Brain Trustees jsut don't ge tit do you? You were already in the wrong town for this kind of thing, but worse now that your Gorilla tried to kill me. There's no way on Earth i'm letting you out of here or hurt anyone else!"

Night Marshal closes the distance toward the two fleeing villains, "Drop the attorney! I reckon this is only gonna go badly for ya!"

Mr. Zombie looks vacantly in Night Marshal's direction. "Hrrrrr?" Then he looks in Lynx's direction.

Ghostfist's first inclination is to go beat Mysterious Catgirl #7's face in, but watches her get her snoot booped by some kind of very angry telekinetic Starguardsman. Shrugging, Ghostfist whirls around and tries to take her measure of Mr. Zombie. After all, he's impersonating one of the living dead!

With the assistant D.A. behind held in the way, Ghostfist has to reaim her strike to avoid her, missing her and Mr. Zombie.

Night Marshal decides that the zombie guy isn't going to be smart enough to actually follow an instruction from him, so he opens fire on him.

"Urrrrrr," Mr. Zombie makes a plaintive sound at the shot. Tamara gasps and tries to curl up, covering her head as fists and shots go flying.

Inside the hole can be heard a mechanized voice over speakers. "Fools! Do you think your laws applied to The BRAIN TRUST!? That vengeance would not come on swift anti-grav generators for this slight!?" The voice is ignited with righteous indignation. A floating machine drifts out of the hole an after Lynx. The Overbrain is a slightly oversized brain in a protective clear floating tank. The nutrient bath bubbles from time to time. The base of the tank is metal, with a few prehensile cables coming out from all sounds. "What are you waiting for, Mr. Zombie? An invitation? Come!"

One of those cables raises and points at Frankie. "Out of our way, woman!"

Mr. Zombie keeps a hold on Tamara and picks up a large chunk of wall. He turns towards Night Marshal and hurls it at him.

The masonry goes wide, missing Night Marshal.

Fixing her whiskers, Lynx bounds onwards to the rear, tail flicking angrily as she leaps a long distance.

The Overbrain bubbles in its brew as it notices Cade. "Ah hah! Still alive, are you? And still cretinous enough to face us? You should be cowering and begging us to let you live!"

I can't find who you're trying to page with: marshal

Ape-Plus is what you would expect. A giant ape. A mountain gorilla, to be precise. He's dressed in an orange prisoner jumpsuit, sans cuffs. He's holding a blaster, and has a bandolier with grenades on it, plus a tech-belt that doesn't look prison issue, as it hums with energy. He steps out over the rubble "Oohhhaah haa...send me to a zoo, would you?" he asks as he swings his blaster towards Tamara. "You wanted to consider me unfit for trial because of my species? I'm smarter than most humans!"

He chuffs and looks up to Mr. Zombie. "Bring her." He gallops after Overbrain on hand and feet, keeping the blaster held at the ready.

Crichton is grateful there's another person intervening but he doesn't have time to look back. He sees shots fired down range so he banks up to ensure whoever it is firing at Mr. Zombie has an unobstructed line of sight. He wouldn't shoot at the person holding the civilian personally but he's not half so good a shot either from what he could see.

He uses the opportunity to shout at the woman who Lynx attacked, "Ma'am please get out of there!"

If it weren't for his CVI he'd be in a cold panic at the sound of the Overbrain's modulated voice.

He reorients his flight path to land on the courthouse so he can be sure not to be grounded by Overbrain's mental powers.

Unfortunately for everyone he's far too late for that.

"OH God!" Crichton says, his anger gone and his CVI overwhelmed by his own psionically induced panic. "Y-y-yes SIr, Mister Overbrain Sir!" He says as he lands. "PLEASE LET ME LIVE! I'M A FOOL TO BE FACING YOU! I JUST WANT TO TO LIVE!" He shouts over the ledge.

Night Marshal sees the strong impact that the Overbrain had on the SG agent, so he changes his target and fires at the brain in the floating jar.

The psychokinetic field around the Overbrain manages to blunt some of the shot. Night Marshal's blast still manages to blast Overbrain back. It bounces and then tips over, rolling on its side before it starts doing circles and stops ten meters from where it was. Its limbs waggle angrily. "You lackwit cow herder! How DARE you assault your better!"

The psychokinetic field around the Overbrain manages to blunt some of the shot. Its limbs waggle angrily. "You lackwit cow herder! How DARE you assault your better!"

Night Marshal chuckles, "I reckon that my better is being carried by your lackwit friend, pardner."

Mr. Zombie groans as he turns arduously, taking up the rear of the escape crew. He lumbers slowly after the rest, carrying Tamara along with him.

Tamara is still trying to make herself as small a target as possible for the heroes. She looks up at Mr. Zombie and tries to bargain. "If you let me go, I could put in a good word and have the courts go easy on you."

Of course, this doesn't seem to be Mr. Zombie's forte. He looks down at her. "Uuurrruuu?"

Lynx sprints to the end and turns a corner. "Come on! I'll get it started!"

Night Marshal hears what sounds like a van door sliding open.

The Overbrain flies after Lynx, getting close to the end of the building. "I have no doubt she is your better, but she is a simpleton slave of the legal machine you call justice! As most heroes are!"

Night Marshal is struck by the Overbrain's mental attack, forcing him back a few meters, but he rolls to his feet afterward.

"What in the Hell?"

Ghostfist finds herself half-surrounded by a menagerie of villains. Several of those villains appear to be from a bargain basement Halloween costume sale. This is borderline insulting to her.

"C'mere, big boy. You just made yourself a bargaining chip," growls Ghostfist as she looks at the Ape-Plus standing, quite helpfully, beside her. Frankie reaches up to try and grab hold of Ape-Plus's neck before kicking up and over his shoulders to put him into a choke hold.

Ghostfist gets shrugged off by Ape-Plus.

Is it the lack of her long coat? Is that it? Or does the universe just hate her?

Ape-Plus brings his large forearm up to impede Ghostfist's ability to grab ahold of him. "Hah hah, is that so, female?" he asks as he raises his large fist and swings it down at Ghostfist.

Crichton continues unhelpfully begging for his right to live from atop the Courthouse building.

"Oh! I don't want to die! I jsut thought I was helping people! PLEASE, Oh PLEASE don't kill me for that, Overbrain!" Cade cries out pitifully.


 * FLASHTHWUMP*

A wild Porter has arrived!

Wild in the sense that he looks like a young beachcomber. Or tourist. Or... something. His Hawaiian print shirt may be just loud enough to be visible from orbit. His shorts are sand-covered, and his sandal-over-sock footwear combo is, well, atrocious.

"I hope they still have the paperwor..." he stops as he starts to take a step for the courthouse and blinks. He doesn't remember that giant hole being there a couple days ago. And why's everyone running out of the place? It isn't closing time, yet, is it?

Something dosn't seem right...

Ghostfist remains in a bloody heap. She, at least, groans as her senses start to come back to her.

Night Marshal has no qualms about shooting Mr. Zombie in the back while the villain is carrying Miss Garcia away. He moves closer and fires again, trying to at least distract the brute.

Mr. Zombie groans uncomfortable as he's struck, growing rigid with pain. Tamara hasn't stopped struggling and trying to break free even if it's futile, but she's got the wits about her to make herself as small as she can to avoid impeding the heroes.

Lynx is unseen. But a car engine is heard starting up. A white windowless van pulls up at the rear of the Court house with the sliding door open. "Hurry up and pile in!"//Half move car, holding.

The Overbrain floats into the van as Mr. Zombie lurches after him slowly. Overbrain's voicebox warns, "This had better not be like last time."

Lynx smiles. "What are the chan--"

"Don't. Just...don't," intones the Overbrain.

Ape-Plus smirks down at Ghostfist, touting his ape superiority. "Be a smart human and stay. Sit. Harharhaaar!" he laughs roughly and runs after the others, quickly passing Mr. Zombie and almost reaching the van.

Crichton croons his fearfulness for all to hear, unable to shake free from the terrible fear imposed on him.

"You're too much for me! I should have never ocme here alone! Please don't kill me!" He exclaims.

Night Marshal mutters to himself about how useless Starguard seems to be sometimes.

Porter blinks. More. The van stopping and yelling for people to get in... He knows what that is! It mus tbe a bank robbery! Er, well, Ok, if it were a bank. But it's the courthouse. He gasps! A jailbreak?! "Hey, you! Stop!" Because everyone answers to that, right? If nothing else, maybe the driver will stomp on the gas or something. With the brake still on. Spin out the tires? Heat them up 'till they pop? Or redline the engine in park and blow the engine? Who knows?

The van's engine starts knocking and suddenly a loud gunshot sound. Backfiring? And with a brief rumble, the van's engine dies. "What!?" Lynx tries turning the key, but the engine won't turn.

"You had to say it," gripes Overbrain.

Night Marshal notes how slow Mr. Zombie is...and freeing Tamara is his only focus right now. He rushes forward, getting to within 1m of Mr. Zombie, and he attempts to trip up the would-be kidnapper while simultaneously striking with his taser.

The slower they are, the harder they fall? Mr. Zombie even falls in slow motion. His arm windmills. Then he drops Tamara to windmill with the other. "Ooorrrraaaaggghh!" he groans as he topples forward and lands face down.

Ghostfist groans and climbs to her feet, shaking her head a little bit as she clears her vision. The gumshoe looks over at the stalled van and then over at the pile of villains. She grunts and holds onto her ribs for a moment, closing her eyes as she focuses on her breathing and the magic flowing through her body. Frankie takes the opportunity to try and heal up a little bit.

"Leave the feeble-minded female and get in here!" Overbrain orders Mr. Zombie and crew angrily. "We don't need the dead weight!"

Confused, Mr. Zombie looks up towards Overbrain, then back to Tamara, going back and forth a few times. Finally he grunts and climbs laboriously to his feet and stomps onwards.

Lynx screeches, "We aren't going anywhere! We should run for it!"

"Calm yourself, Lynx. This isn't a time to get flighty. These heroes are no match for the BRAIN TRUST!" Overbrain assures her.

Ape-Plus snorts derisively as Overbrain orders Tamara be left behind. "Consider this your lucky day, human! I have your scent now. I won't forget how you treated me." He gallops into the van.

Crichton is grateful he's been allowed ot live so far & that they haven't come for him. With another moment of thought he's even more grateful that he went to teh bathroom minutes before the call came in- otherwise he fears he may have wet himself.

He tries not to tell anyone.

"Please No more! I can't take any more! Please PLEASE let me live!" He shouts fearfully.

Porter hrms. He thinks the van's down, but he's not a mechanic. So, he'd better make SURE they can't get away! WWPD? Ah-hah! He knows! *FLASHTHUMP* He vanishes and re-appears in front of the van! Now they're completely blocked in!

"Porter? What in the Hell are you doing here?" inquires a confused Ghostfist. She suddenly really wishes she had her coat and her bow. The gumshoe takes a few staggering steps forward, moving generally toward the van as she continues trying to put her head back on straight.

Night Marshal nods to himself as Tamara gets dropped. "Miss Garcia...get under cover as quick as you can!" He follows up behind Mr. Zombie, trying to make sure at least one doesn't make an escape. He leans in and tries to punch the 'undead' guy in the back with the taser gauntlet.

"I forgot some paperwork. Sorry!" Porter calls to Ghostfist. Right place, right time? That's not so surprising, right? Well, maybe in front of the van isn't quite the best place, but...

Mr. Zombie groans angrily in pain, not liking being tasered. Not at all.

Tamara is a bit dazed from the drop, keeping down as Mr. Zombie moves on. She nods at Night Marshal's instructions, looking for cover and an opportunity to run for it.

"Don't have to tell me twice," Tamara mutters.

Overbrain waggles its tendrils. "Who is this moronic man standing in front of us?" he demands. "Dunderheaded dolts!" The nutrient bath glows sickly green, as does the van. It begins to lift slowly into the air a few feet. "Mr. Zombie, so help me, if you do not get in here--!" Overbrain sounds like he's exerting himself.

At the wobble of the van, Lynx yowls in surprise and buckles herself in.

Ape-Plus laughs as he hangs on to the sliding door and raises his blaster to level it at Night Marshal. "Perhaps you should take your own advice," he says as he opens fire.

Night Marshal snorts as the shot goes wide, "Or you should take some target practice. That the best you can do?"

The lethal bullet makes a deep hole in the pavement somewhere behind Night Marshal. Ape-Plus bares his teeth at Night Marshal's insult.

Cade's cowering continues.

Porter blinks. Ok, he wasn't expecting the van to start to glow green. Or start to float. Or that he'd have a talking brain (how does it even do that??) insulting people and asking about others. He looks back behind him, wonder who it's talking abou-oh. Right. "Hey! I'm not a dunderhead! Put down the van and step... or float... out of it! Before you hurt yourself and get an aneurysm or something!" Because you never know! Green glows are always bad, aren't they?

"Nnnnhhh," is the sound that comes out of Overbrain's speakers.

Ghostfist growls to herself as she picks up speed. The gumshoe's appearance suddenly ripples as jaguar-like armor materializes over her frame, a low and predatory growl coming from under her jaguar-head helmet. Frankie promptly lunges at Mr. Zombie and attempts to pummel him into submission.

Mr. Zombie is knocked to the pavement again, caught under the wildcat, Ghostfist. "Rrawwrroooo?"

Night Marshal returns fire at the Ape, attempting to show him what a real marksman is like.

Ape-Plus' force field ripples around him as he's shot. He makes a grunt, then snarls. He doesn't look too hurt, but he IS upset at Night Marshal's marksmanship.

With an almost frightened whimper, Mr. Zombie gets up and stumbles into the van.

Overbrain starts to lift the van up into the air. "You'll have your revenge later, Ape-Plus. The day is ours! And as a parting reminder...Miss Garcia, if you would please wrangle your cowboy for me!"

Tamara snorts. "As if I...I..." her words trail off. She get to her feet and lunges at Night Marshal to try and grab him.

Overbrain focuses his mental might to fly the van away with his crew. It rises up 16 meters in the air.

Ape-Plus has a score to settle with the cowboy, and something to prove: that Ape is better than man! He aims at Night Marshal and pulls the trigger.

Crichton shouts out useleslessly from his perch on the rooftop, "I don't want to die! Please stay away! Look I'm cowering jsut like you wanted!" His voice sounds every bit as terrified as he is.

Night Marshal manages to avoid Tamara but gets shot by the ape while he's trying to evade. HE ends up getting hit in the arm and rattled, dropping to one knee.

Porter looks up. Right. Flying van. So standing in front of it -really- isn't helping. Well, shoot. If only he were really, really t- Wait. He's got this!

Porter does something that probably makes Ghostfist cringe. And linguists. Physicists. Maybe even fashionistas! He incants. "Anal nathrak, uthvas bethud, do che-ol di-enve!" And then he grows! Not as big as a mountain, like that one big fiery relative of Sinmore. But... small building? Then he reaches for the van (that he's now in front of again!) with nore vanishly-sized hands.

The van strains in Porter's much larger hands, as he surprises Overbrain's mental might!

Porter has a van! Unfortunately, what he doesn't have are the clothes that he just grew out of. As in they literally exploded. So, to at least try to spare everyone else from the censors' wrath, he covers himself. With the van.

Ghostfist blinks a few times as THE INCREDIBLE GIANT PORTER grabs the flying van out of the air. She promptly gacks and looks away, blinded by the light.

"THE BEACONS ARE LIT! GONDOR CALLS FOR AID!"

Night Marshal gets his feet again, recovering from the shot he took.

Mr. Zombie doesn't seem fully aware of what just transpired.

"Oh my god, it's huge! I mean, HE'S huge! AaaahhHHH"! Lynx is stuck in the drivers seat and got an eyefull. She shields her eyes and turns away.

"Immature whelps! Steel yourselves and get back to the task at hand! Make him let go!" Overbrain demands as his tank glows brightly with strain to try and get free.

Ape-Plus is grinning toothily at the injured cowboy, then stops grinning as they stop. He holds on to the headrest of the passenger seat and leans out, pointing his blaster at Porter as he takes a shot.

Porter doesn't like being shot. Even if the blast is now (comparatively) tiny, it still stings. So he sees about opening the vehicle to get the folks out. A van opener?

There's a sound of terrible metal screeching and violence as the van starts to tear in half. Finally it shreds open, each half ending up in one of Porter's hands. Mr. Zombie starts falling, not even flailing or registering that he's falling. Overbrain stays afloat. Lynx is stuck in the front half in her seat belt, yowling. Ape-Plus is surprised and goes tumbling after flailing to grab on to something and finding purchase on nothing.

Mr. Zombie falls on the safest spot; his head. He makes an unhappy expression belatedly and falls down on his stomach.

Ape-plus twists and lands on his side with a grunt. Neither look too hurt.

Lynx flails and tries to undo her seatbelt. She opens the van door and leaps down, but tries to do so while covering her eyes.

Mr. Zombie gets up slowly and breathes in unsettling rasps.

Overbrain is still hovering where the center of the van was. He flies up and above Porter's reach. "You will pay dearly for that setback!"

Tamara's hair and suit are askew from being dragged like a hostage and trying to attack Night Marshal. She tries to grab ahold of his vest so she can pull him into a restraining hold.

Night Marshal moves a little away from Tamara, and takes a shot at Ape-Plus, since he has a clear shot now...and if he's at target, no one else will get hit.

Ape-Plus roars in pain at the stinging blast, and out of anger at this human hotshot.

Ghostfist thinks she sees an opening on Ape-Plus, whose rampant misogyny has earned him Ghostfist's fury. The gumshoe sprints up behind him and attempts to slug the less than noble great ape in the back of the skull.

Ape-Plus is hit while he's down, but chortles at the blow as most of it is deflected by his force field belt and thick skull. "You almost hit as hard as an ape."

Lynx pounces at Ghostfist as she flashes her claws. "That's not fighting fair!" she hisses as she tries to slash the gumshoe.

Ape-Plus rises to his feet and squares off with Ghostfist. "But you will never be as good as an ape." He raises both his hands up like clubs an attempts to bring them down on her.

"Says the punk on his back," starts Ghostfist before Lynx drives her claws into Ghostfist's back. Frankie gets spun around violently, dragging big gashes through Ghostfist's mystic armor and her flesh too. Ape-Plus promptly gets to his feet and makes a double hammer blow on Ghostfist's shoulders, driving Frankie to one knee as she hisses in agony, blood staining her blouse.

Crichton struggles with his inner demons but his moaning has fallen to a noticeably less pathetic wailing.

His CVI continues pressing him- subtly shifting his brain chemistry towards a more aggressive mindset to get him through this. An Inforcer cannot be swayed and brought out of the fight so easily- Cade's got a long way to go to compare.

A thought occurs to him and he leaps up to his feet.

"They already tried to take my life- I'm not going to let them take my dignity... I can't. I WON'T!" He shouts angrily.

He pulls his hand back as he flies along the building ledge towards his enemies.

As he gets as close as hes going to he thrusts his hand forward and attempts to blast Overbrain out of the sky.

He tries to aim carefully at the hovering mechanisms keeping the Overbrain aloft.

The Overbrain is sent flying away from his comrades and the courthouse as Cade fires upon him, causing him to tilt and spin a bit. "Ahhh!" he mechanically yells.

Porter has some of the out, but there's still the one flying away! And he's probably the brain of the operation. If not, he (it?) really needs a new look. The flying brain is also out of reach. If only he had-wait. He's holding two half-vans. So Porter shrugs and flings one at it.

CLAAANNNGG!! Now the Overbrain is sent flying brain over tea kettle as he's knocked another 18 meters away, becoming smaller in the distance. The brain wobbles in the nutrient solution as the cable-like arms go limp. However, there's still a flat note sound as he spins. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Overbrain begins to drop, falling ten meters.

Ghostfist howls in fury and pain, letting her magic erupt outward in a furious display. Her Totemic Armor becomes even more terrifyingly predatory as she whirls on Lynx, attempting to take the scantily clad catgirl with enraged punches.

Lynx mewls in fear and manages to just barely evade Ghostfist, though she's off her game for retaliation.

Night Marshal doesn't want to take the time to reload. He hurries over to where Ape-Plus is, and takes a swing at the ape with his taser gauntlet.

The Overbrain regains his senses enough that his limbs finally start flailing.

Mr. Zombie watches Overbrain get knocked away. He starts to stomp after the Overbrain, arms held out clumsily like he'll catch him. Only he's very slow and several meters short so far.

Lynx is still startled by Ghostfist's smile. She misses a step, then notices Overbrain falling. "Oh no!" She starts running to, but only makes it 9 meters.

Ape-Plus rises to his full height and thumps on his barrel chest with his free hand after managing to avoid Night Marshal's strike. "Very well. We shall settle this like apes," he decrees, and backhands his giant fist towards Night Marshal.

Crichton wants to go after Overbrain so he can make sure he's apprehended but he knows he can' do it alone. So he turns his attention towards the struggle below.

He frowns seeing Ape-Plus getting back to his feet & take a swing at Night Marshall. He knows how hard that ape plays and he isn't sure how tough NM is at first glance.

He frowns and squeezes his hands attempting to erect a field between them.

Just as Ape-Plus's arm swings out, it strikes the suddenly erected barrier with a loud thud. "Wha!"

The Overbrain slams into the pavement with another loud clang. The clear tank is made of some strong stuff and hasn't cracked from that, keeping the brain safe still.