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The Docks. The Waterfront. Freedom City. May 20, 2020. 2 AM.

 

Another night in Freedom City. Another arms deal on the docks. And another gaggle of goons who thought some fancy weapons could help them take on capes and the Mob. Dixie Clements knew they were a big bag of idiots, with the full cognitive power of a box of rocks. Or was it a sack of hammers? Whatever the idiom, they had money. She had fancy guns. This wasn't complicated. She was a blue eyed blonde in cowboy boots, blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a lovely brown cowboy hat. Her trademark revolvers were strung all over her body. As the leader of the goons (Dixie thought his name was...Jonesy? Maybe? Tch, like it mattered.) said something extremely stereotypical (and his goons leered at her excellent figure), her thought dwelled on her partner Reiko Hinomoto. Reiko's features and black hair betrayed her Japanese origins. Today, she was dressed in the latest in red and black motorcycle chic. She was totally unarmed, leaning in relaxed fashion against her motorcycle. Oh, right. Jonesy was finished speaking. What did he say? Guns, right. Dixie jerked her thumb at the box her motorcycle (in front of Reiko's) had on its (now disconnected) trailer. "Guns. Money please." Jonesy waved a hand, and a goon brought the usual briefcase full of cash. She popped it open, flipped through briefly, and nodded. "Pleasure doing business with you, sunshine." Another deal done, time to get the heck out of here. Freedom City had this problem with superheroes always busting this stuff up, you see.

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Selena had been surprised at the call from Ajasoro earlier in the afternoon, inviting the magnetokinetic and former squad mate out to grab a meal and catch up as their school years draw to a close.  That and a trusted hand in dealing with some arms dealers who had managed to acquire a shipment of Daka crystals and, in all likelihood, had by now incorporate them into especially deadly weapons.

 

Which of course lead to Gauss and White Lioness crouched on a rooftop several warehouses down from the deal in progress.  "So, how do you want to play this?  Bust in now and try to recover the weapons or trail the blonde and her partner in hopes they lead us back to the rest of the trove?"

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White Lioness

It seemed that when she wasn’t at school she was down at the docks, it almost made her pine for all the ceremonies she had to attend back home. Still she had to stop any potential smuggling of Daka crystals and this group seem to have a connection to such things. With a smile at her fellow students words she considered the options at hand, she wasn’t an expert but she had picked up some tactical knowledge. The benefit of a Claremont education it seemed.

 

Personally I’d sneak around the back and start taking them out in the darkness, maybe we could work from that. How do you feel about playing the decoy on this one?” her voice had a note of amusement at the suggestion.

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Facs had his ears to the ground on these kinds of things, the docks, whilst not a part of southside proper was one of his regular patrol grounds, though since he'd somewhat regretfully given up his bike after moving out on his own he'd been forced to take to the streets, skies and seas by assimilating himself into them and traveling on "muscle power".

 

He'd danced invisably on the wind for a while watching the illicit arms deal (completely unaware of his former class mate.) until he'd confirmed the act, guns were shown, money was exchanged and that was all he needed to act.

 

he wasn't as fast to change as he once had been, but with his decreased speed came increased depth, quite literally in this case, sinking his immaterial hands into the water and drawing on the strength of the ever in motion ocean he transformed again, this time from air to water, in the past he would've struggled to keep himself in even a vaguely humanoid form but now his outline was crisp and clean, even as transparent as it was and he rose into the air on a twisting spout of water, rising over the meeting before him with menacing mien.

 

"Good evening folks, Lovely night for an illegal arms deal i must say, now if you don't mind surrendering to the due course of justice and so on...." he rolled his hand on his wrist with a slight sloshing sound.

 

He didn't honestly expect them to go for it but it was always worth a shot right?

 

"Ill put in a good word for you." he offered as an after thought.

Edited by Exaccus

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Jonesy and his gaggle of goons declined to the sights and sounds of regular guns being drawn. Jonesy with the assault rifle and the rest with submachine guns. Reiko, not batting an eyelash, started up her bike (it was on the center stand, so it wouldn’t roll away).Dixie was shocked. This was her shocked face. Just so shocked. God, she hated coming to Freedom City. Also, this guy’s literally made of water. What are regular guns going to do? Box of rocks, bag of hammers, either way they were full of stupid. “I mean, I could. But then I wouldn’t be able to teach you an important science lesson. Salt water is an excellent electrical conductor.” Her right hand blurred, coming up with a revolver. She then simply shot Facs. It wasn’t a bullet. This was her Stun Shock Revolver, and despite looking like something out of a Western, what come out of it was nothing less than an electrical arc. Then she took several steps back, about to split this scene.

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Gauss looked over at her friend and nodded, giving a slight smirk, "It is something I'm pretty good at.  And people really tend to take notice when their motorcycles rip out from under them."

 

Giving White Lioness a minute or so to slip into the shadows, the magnetokinetic stepped forward and off the ledge of the roof, allowing herself a few seconds of free fall before taking off and flying towards the assembled criminals.  As the young man made of water come up from the ocean and caught the eye of every person in attendance, Gauss took the opportunity to grab the pair of bikes and begin mentally hefting them into the air.  "Ladies, gentlemen, and anyone part of the technicolor rainbow in between, I'm going to have to insist everyone stay put.  We have questions, you have answers," she called out to the assembled criminals.  "Also, next person who takes a shot at anyone gets a motorcycle enema."

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White Lioness

Smiling beneath her mask and giving her ally a nod Àjàṣorò slipped into away and into the shadows, blending into the shadows despite the bright white of her costume. The spirit of the Lion was just as home in the shadows as the light, something she’d been embracing over the last couple of years. Sometime she wondered if she was embracing the spirit or the spirit was embracing her.

 

She slipped down to flank the enemies and make sure they couldn’t cause any more harm, it was so easy for her that she spend the time considering her sense of self. At least when being a hero she didn’t have to worry about representing her home nation, she could just concentrate on punching the bad guys.

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Dixie twirled her revolver around her finger and slid it back into its holster. “Hey, tell him that.” She finished moving over to Reiko, who was looking at Gauss with an annoyed expression. “I get twitchy when I get threatened with jail. But hey, you’ve got questions? I’ve got answers. Always happy to help catch the real bad guys.” Implying, of course, that she wasn’t one.

 

Reiko was still looking directly at Gauss. “I like that bike. Don’t break it.” ‘Or else’ was not implied, she was just taciturn. And it was a sweet ride. A practically new Japanese sport bike.

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Gauss and the bikes continued to rise, slower than if she'd just grabbed them one at a time but it was keeping everyone nice and distracted, as well as significantly slower.  "Now, now, I have zero intention of wrecking these gorgeous bikes.  I don't even really care about the arms deal our aquatic friend here mentioned.  Well, not directly at any rate.  See, a little kitty told me that you," she said, gesturing at Dixie, "Had come into possession of a shipment of Daka crystals.  Daka crystals that had been stolen.  I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you didn't know they were stolen but we're going to need them back and the name of you seller."

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