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SCENE> The East China Sea. The Chinese ship has fished Songbird out of the sea and is resusitating her while the Avengers are fighting an amphibious battle against the Radioactive Man. TIME> 6:35P (Wednesday, 9:35A local) Songbird> ::coughs out seawater painfully:: Songbird> ::sits up quickly:: L-look ou- ::coughs some more:: ACTION> Songbird is surrounded by Chinese seamen all of whom are pointing at her and yelling in Mandarin. A man who looks like the doctor pushes through the crowd. Songbird> ::looks around:: Where are the rest of the Avengers? Songbird> Are they alright?? Songbird> ::frustated:: I don't speak chinese.. Ricochet> ::Throws a disc at Radioactive Man, frowning:: Okay..I'm throwing discs..at a guy who can melt them before they even come close, probably..I SO have to take to Jessica about getting me some kinda add-on to these things.. Songbird> ::tries her com unit:: Dr Pym? Anyone around? It's me, Songbird Ship's Doctor> [[Give this woman some air!]] Songbird> ::tries to stand up:: there must be someone here who can speak english right? Parasite> ::Looks pleadingly around, taking off her gloves and prepard to attack.:: DrPym> +com+ ::from aboard the quinjet:: Give up, Doctor Lu. You're fighting a battle you can't win. Songbird> ((think.. that was the Radioactive Man.. he's gone toe to toe with Thor before.. we're in big trouble unless we stop him and quick..)) Nightingale> ::stares at Chen as her eyes glow blue:: I really don't like this guy... ::hurls a blue sphere of energy at him:: Songbird> ::checks her caprice:: ((Considering I can talk.. this is working fine..)) Songbird> Umm.. sorry about this.. but I have to help my teammates now ::nods in appreciation and hums, creating a pair of pink energy wings and glides away from the ship, looking for the rest of the team:: Ricochet> ::Mutters under his breath:: Glad to hear SOMEONE'S optimistic about this.. ACTION> Contrary to Ricochet's prediction, Radioactive Man simply deflects his discs with shields. The disc strikes Nightingale in the forehead moving too quickly for her to react and she falls from the Quinjet hatch where she was (presumably) perched to attack the Radioactive Man. Ricochet> Uhm..::Blinks:: Whoops? Radioactive Man> You believe I came unpreprared, Pym? I've made modifications to my harness since last we met; observe! ::evil laughter:: Nightingale> what th... ::falls into the water:: Parasite> ::Looks around then dives into the water after Nightingale.:: ACTION> The Radioactive Man begins to float several feet above the sea's surface. Ricochet> ...He can fly? Since when could he fly? ::Blinks, looking towards the Quinjet:: Ohh..please tell me the Doc has some briliant plan in mind.. ACTION> Songbird is not that far from the battlefield, in fact, she can get Radioactive Man with a sneak attack from behind. Nightingale> ::gurgles:: Songbird> ((here's my chance.. take him out now and we might win this one)) ::cries out and creates a giant ball of solid energy and blasts it towards RM:: Parasite> ::Swims down, after Nightingale and atempts to grab a clothed part of her arm.:: ACTION> Parasite is able to retreive Nightingale, but she notices that she is bleeding from the head where the disc struck her. Songbird> ::coughs again breaking up the energy ball a bit:: ((no.. still have that seawater left..)) ACTION> The ball staggers Radioactive Man as he was not expecting it, but he quickly recovers. In her haste to rejoin the battle Songbird did not realize she has a nasty burn on her back from the blast, but now it starts to ache terribly. Songbird> :;winces and instinctivly reaches to her back:: ((how did I not notice that before..?)) Songbird> give it up.. Chen Parasite> ::Pulls up Nightingale to the surface and glances up at the others.:: Songbird> we won't let you..win.. Songbird> ::tries to work through the pain and cries out, creating a couple of sharp energy blades and blasting them towards RM:: Ricochet> ::Moves to reach for another disc, before grabbing onto the Quinjet again with both hands to keep from falling off:: Whoa...geez..How do I get myself into these messes.. Nightingale> ::doesn't appear to be very coherant:: DrPym> ::frantically working to reestablish communication with war machine::((Almost there..)) ACTION> The Quinjet narrowly manages to avoid a blast from the Radioactive Man which jossles Ricochet and almost tossing him from his perch. Ricochet> Ack! This is why I hate flying! ::Mutters and struggles to hold on tight:: ...This keeps up, we're gonna need a new paint job.. Radioactive Man> ::laughs at songbird's attempts:: I have withstood the mightiest blows of Thor, woman! Your pathetic attempts amuse me. Songbird> ::quickly tries to create large straps of energy to entrap RM's body and head:: I'll..see if I ..can contain him.. ::grimaces and breaks into a cold sweat:: Songbird> ((Won't give up.. could use some support from you right now, Abe..)) Nightingale> ::is.. somewhere now...:: Nightingale> ::bleeding:: ACTION> Songbird manages to contain Radioative Man for a moment, but she feels him exerting a great pressure against her straps and she struggles to maintain their intensity let alone consciousness from the pain. Songbird> no.. we can't win.. ::grinds her teeth and loses her energy wings:: Songbird> ::tries to make it to the quinjet with an extra boost of power:: Ricochet> ..::Grips on tight:: Great Googly Moogly, this is worse than when Richie tries to fly! ::Looks towards the fight:: ((Okay..Don't know that I can manage throwing another disc..even if I could, he'd probably just deflect it..)) WarMachine> ::flies up out of the water with nightingale and parasite in each arm, heading towards the jet:: What did i miss? ACTION> The straps containing Radioactive Man rupture and fade into nothingness as he starts to grow with a hypnotic luminescense. Songbird> ::slides inside the quinjet and rolls to a stop against a wall painfully from her extra boost:: oof! WarMachine> ::sets parasite and nightingale in the jet and flies towards RM firing both repulsors:: Radioactive man... ::scowling:: Songbird> ..sorry.. I couldn't...stop him.. ::feeling almost to weak and in pain to stand:: ACTION> Ricochet, being the only one who is actually looking at Radioactive Man, becomes entranced and falls off of the Quinjet into the sea. Nightingale> ::shivers:: Songbird> ::glances up at Parasite and Nightingale:: you two.. okay? Ricochet> ...::Blinks blearily, then loses his grip and tumbles off the jet, into the water, managing to smack down hard on the water:: DrPym> ::puts the quinjet on auto-pilot and grabs the med kit:: ((This is going better than I had expected..)) ::patches up nightingale's gash and wraps her up in a blanket:: ACTION> Radioactive Man staggers from the repulsor and focuses his attack on Wra Machine responding in kind. War Machine has the mobility advantage however. Songbird> someone has to go after.. Ricochet WarMachine> ::suit still sealed, flys around incoming attacks and raising gatlin gun and fires a few short bursts to see if they do any damage:: Ricochet> ::Comes up, sputtering and coughing up water:: ...Gah! Cold! Parasite> I was fine... ::Sulky tone with a hint of anger.:: If I had to be careful or I would of hurt her more. ACTION> The bullets simply ricochet off of Radioactive Man who grows impatient with his lack of mobility and compensates for it by unloading even more power at War Machine. Songbird> ::pulls herself up to a standing posistion:: ow.. Songbird> ::touches her back and winces again:: ((that's not so good..)) Songbird> ::glances at Pym:: I'm going after Ricochet WarMachine> ::retracts gatlin gun and flies straight up firing full power repulsor blasts at RM:: Gonna have to better than that! ::carefully tring to dodge incoming attacks:: DrPym> ::making sure nightingale is stable:: Don't try to move, Songbird. You took a direct blast back there. There's no telling what type of internal damage was done, not to mention that you'll need radiation poisoning therapy. Songbird> don't sweat it.. I'm an Avenger now.. we don't give up that easily ::smiles before falling over to the ground:: Nightingale> ::slowly opens her eyes, squinting:: ... Ricochet> ::Struggles to keep himself afloat:: Ohh..first the roller coaster ride from hell....Makes me wonder why I keep doing this..::Grumbles:: Could be safe and sound indoors, sipping Hot Cocoa, but nooo..I have to play hero.. ACTION> Eventually one of Radioactive Man's blasts connects and impacts War Machine hard in the chest. Luckily, the Chinese warship starts shelling Radioactive Man which gives War Machine ample time to recover. WarMachine> +com+ Pym, is there any help avalible right now? ::gets knocked back a bit and flys down after him firing repulsor blasts again:: ((Cant take a lot of thoes, gotta take him out quick...)) Songbird> ::mumbles something on the floor:: DrPym> +com+ The Chinese navy seems to be eager to help out, War Machine. DrPym> Songbird, unzip your costume. Let me look at that wound. WarMachine> I see that ::tries to get inside to throw a flying punch to RM's face while he is distracted by shells:: Songbird> ...what? You really better be a doctor.. ::turns around so her back's facing him and zips the back of her uniform down a bit:: ...is..it bad..? Nightingale> ::reaches up and rubs her head:: DrPym> ::grimaces:: We need to get you to proper facilities. ::rubs something on the wound to dull the pain and give it from getting infected and what not:: Parasite> ::Mumbles bitterly, saying she's missing Dexters Lab.:: Songbird> ::gasps and winces a bit:: .. okay.. but until then I have to help War Machine.. he doesn't stand a chance against Chen alone.. Songbird> thanks.. ((Maybe I can trust them a bit more than I give them credit for..)) Ricochet> ::Grumbles, moving to try and swim in the direction of one of the Chinese ships:: At least get out of this stupid water..get where I can at least try and throw the discs at him.. ACTION> War Machine, despite the assistance of the Chinese navy, is still fighting an uphill battle. Nightingale> what hit me? Songbird> ::zips her costume back up takes a deep breath:: I think the water did, Flora Songbird> How did you Avengers beat him last time anyways? ::glances at Pym:: Nightingale> water doesn't slice my forehead open... DrPym> Songbird, you're not leaving this Quinjet. That's an order. Songbird> But.. I can't just stay here.. how am I supposed to prove myself to this team and everybody if I can't help.. WarMachine> ::makes sure he gets a good target on RM, raises rocket launcher and fires all the missiles hes got:: come on...go down you asshole...::retracts his rocket launcher:: Songbird> please.. I know the risks.. Nightingale> ::tries to stand up:: Parasite> Got hit.... ::Glances at Nightingale and crosses her arms, still pouting.:: Nightingale> I noticed that ::sits in a seat:: DrPym> How're you supposed to prove yourself to this team, dead? Songbird> because if I don't you'll always see me as just another former member of the Masters of Evil.. I'm really really sorry, but you'll have to yell at me later.. Songbird> ::sings out and creates another pair of energy wings:: I'll go get Ricochet too DrPym> Songbird-- ACTION> A light on the cockpit begins to blink and a beeping sounds to accompany it. Songbird> ::jumps out of the quinjet and winces again:: ((be nice if this ointment kicked in a bit faster..)) Songbird> Ricochet.. hold on! ::swoops down and creates a small swing of sorts:: WarMachine> ::still flying at RM, fires repuslors again:: ((could use some help, if distracted i could get some good hits on him)) ACTION> As the smoke clears from the multitude of explosions, Radioactive Man is still, hovering. Ricochet> Wha? ::Blinks, looking up:: Songbird..? ::Moves to grab the swing:: Songbird> Just hold on.. I might need you to save me if this doesn't work.. Songbird> ::flies towards RM:: WarMachine> ::a slight, low growl:: ((dont know what else i can throw at this guy...)) ::increases speed to try and ram him into the water:: Songbird> ((Gutcheck time... you're not Screaming Mimi anymore.. you're an Avenger.)) War Machine..incoming! ::cries out as loud as she can, possibly blowing out her caprice with the amount of energy she puts into the energy blast at Chen:: Ricochet> Uh..sure..I think..::Blinks, as they start to head towards Radioactive Man:: Wait a sec..what're you..? ::Looks up:: Parasite> ::Watches the action from the quinn jet, looking puzzeled.:: DrPym> +com+ War Machine, as much as I loathe the fallout this might create.. try you electro-magnetic pulse. I think that harness is the key to ending this fight. WarMachine> ::stops and and then thinks:: ((EMP....)) ::creates an EMP blast:: ACTION> The EMP fries everything in the area not adequetely shielded: Songbird's harness and Radioactive Man's harness. Both drop out of the air back into the sea as a result. Songbird> ooo.. ::eyes flutter to the back of her head as she collapses downward:: Ricochet> Oh geez..not again..::Splashes into the water, loudly, before coming up, coughing:: Okay..that definitely wasn't good..::Frowns and blinks looking around:: Oh..crap..::Moves to dive into the water after Songbird:: ACTION> The section of the sea Radioactive Man fell into begins to churn and glow bright green. Parasite> ::Gasps, looking to Pym.:: How can we save them!? They're gonna die! WarMachine> ::flies out and over to Ricochet and picks he and songbird up flying back to the jet:: Parasite> Oh... Parasite> ::Settles down, slightly.:: DrPym> ::holds up his hand to silence parasite wathing the scene from the quinjet and watching all of the sensor read outs as well:: Songbird> ::caprice sparks a bit before fizzling out:: ... Parasite> ::Sticks her tounge out at Pym and then ponders.:: ((Are we all gonna get armor like that?)) Parasite> (('Cuz it would help us all! No... wait! Because! Slang's bad.)) ::Nods to herself.:: ACTION> Radioactive Man emerges from the sea and fires one last psalvo at War Machine, before his normally bright irridescent skin fades to a paler green and he passes out in the water. Songbird> ...! ::motions towards the blast:: WarMachine> ::sets Songbird and Ricochet down in the jet, looks over to the blast:: sh*t! ::flies up into the air to dodge the blast:: Ricochet> ..Thanks, I think..uhm..::Blinks:: ..We can't go five seconds without being shot at! ::Looks nervously at the incoming blast:: ACTION> The blast goes wide. It was poorly targeted. The Chinese navy moves in to properly subdue and restrain the Radioactive Man. DrPym> Good job, team.. let's go home.. ***>>>SIM END, TBC<<<*** |
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