left_the_cave (flyingsolo) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-03-28 12:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | huntress, nightwing |
Who: Nightwing and Huntress
NPCs: Thugs
When: Wednesday, March 28th 2012
Where: Bludhaven, NJ
What: Huntress comes across a still upset Nightwing and they team up. In a manner of speaking.
Rating: PG-13ish?
The birthday party should have wiped the slate clean. So why did he still feel so upset? Initially he had been hurt by the revelation that Babs was fighting crime again but now he was just feeling left out of the loop. He loved having his own city but here he felt completely isolated and alone. There was no safety net and for the first time in a long time he was really starting to understand how high the stakes were. Blockbuster was on the mend and Redhorn was still as strong as ever. The police force may have been shaken out but some of the more corrupt and influential people were still in charge. Did he even really have what it took to be a crime fighter here? Did anyone?
The feelings of despair and the overwhelming thought that he would fail seemed to be stacking higher and higher. It had him on edge and he was starting to let it effect his judgment and push his boundaries. In the past he never would have let someone get the drop on him but today had been different. He had been investigating and tracking the money drops made to offset bookies when a gang of enforcers arrived. The gun fire was wild but there was enough of it to pose a serious threat. Nightwing scrambled along the alley way making sure the gunfire was focused on him and that it wouldn't strike some innocent passerby.
The acrobat flipped over a steel dumpster and the blue box shook from the multiple impact of automatic gun fire. A lull in the gun fire gave him the moment he needed. Nightwing burst forth from his hiding spot, a few wing-dings flying from his hands. They found their mark and few of the gangster dropped their weapons. The ones that didn't were forced to shoot at a rapidly approaching vigilante. The circus brat jumped and sprung off of the wall of the alley and flipped mid air to repeat the action on the other side of the alley. His body tucked into a ball before he hit the ground and tumbled the last few feet to the thug. Nightwing had a flat open palm ready that paralyzed the thug's solar plexus, knocking the air out of the man's lungs. The masked man grabbed the gun from his attacker and used it like a club to knock another enforcer to the ground. The sound of teeth scattering along the alley way floor was a momentary distraction. Dick turned quickly and hurled the assault rifle into the face of another man. Two were down for the count. Dick slammed a boot into the face of the first attacker, dropping a third with a little more zeal than he should have.
The fourth? Well the fourth got lucky. He managed to pick his weapon up and aim it at Nightwing. He struggled to keep his aim steady.