12589/Shadow X: Dance Night

Shadow X: Dance Night
Date of Scene:	26 August 2022
Location:	Abandoned Warehouse
Synopsis:	Artemis visits New York in pursuit of an old enemy and makes a new ally..
Cast of Characters:	Artemis Crock, Atrid

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Artemis Crock has posed:
There have been rumours lately, of a secret society created to support and encourage mutants to come out of their shell.

While the famous or infamous Xmen are known to have some pretty unusual and impressive mutations, the majority of other mutants are less fortunate. Some have outright hideous and deforming mutations. Others have highly destructive mutations. Whatever the case, there are a lot of desperate mutants looking for a place to belong.

And for those in the know, and those who are simply at the right place or right time they may find themselves here, at an old abandoned warehouse that has been recently refurbished into a fancy nightclub of sorts.

People are dressed up to the nines, enjoying a little social dance and music, there's even alcohol being served, probably drugs too as a lot of these mutants look a little high. To be fair, a lot of them probably haven't had it this good in a long time.

There are also an assortment of games - billiards, arcade games, darts, football, ping pong. Of course a lot of mutants prefer to use their powers in creative ways to play games and no one is really bothering to hide their mutations or hold back here.

Atrid has posed:
Enter Atrid, or some may better know him as CryoPyre, Dressed to the nines in his classic 1990's Hot Topic poster boy chic, Braided hair that hangs down his back. Black Fishnet top and leather duster, black Tripp pants with chains all down them finger nails painted black and big shit kicking goth buckled boots. He pulls out a cigarette and produces a flame from his fingertip sparking it up he takes a drag and looks around.

Artemis Crock has posed:
There are a lot of people dressed in unusual styles, among them goth, punk, rock, and other. Atrid fits right in with his bright, bi-colored hair and punkish attire. A few people smile and nod to him as he enters in, just as an upbeat DJ track kicks some dancers into high gear on the floor. There's a breakdancer currently showing off his moves, using some of his superspeed powers to spin at eye-blurring speeds.

A blonde girl dressed in a black mini dress covered in chains and rhinestones leans casually against the nearby bar, watching everyone with a calm, analytical eye. She seems more confident, more self-assured than most people here. She also doesn't seem to display any obvious mutations unlike the majority of people here.

She nods and smirks towards Atrid in greeting as he passes. "Hey there, haven't seen you around here before. Are you new?"

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles taking a drag inhaling then exhaling as he takes in the sight of the Blonde girl in the black minidress with chains and rhinestones. He moves to the bar and gestures for two drinks before turning to the woman at his side. "You could say I'm new here, though not new to this city." He says with a grin. "But I ain't ever seen you in town before so you new around her darlin'?" He asks with a grin. "My name is Atrid, Atrid Torsen."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock arches a brow. "Buying a total stranger a drink? Alright, I wont say no to that." she chuckles and nods, angling herself so that she can better watch the break dancer in the middle of the dancefloor. He's pretty good, and fast. Potential target. Better keep an eye on him.

Once the drink is ready, she grabs it, takes a sip and smiles. "Not bad. Nice to meet you, Atrid. My name is Artia." no last name. No need. She gives him a thoughtful once-over, making several mental calculations as she sips her drink.

"Yeah, I'm from Gotham, but when I heard about this place, I just had to check it out. That your natural hair?" she nods to the red and white streaked hair, taking in the scar as well, the way he moves. Seems self assured. Athletic. Potential target..? Undetermined yet.

"Ooh, I'll bet it's linked with your powers, isn't it?" hedging for more information. She smiles brightly charmingly, maybe a glint of hidden mischief in her dark eyes.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smirks and leans back touching her glass with his opposite hand and coating it in a thin layer of ice chilling the drink further. "Yes I'm buying a beautiful woman a drink." He says with a chuckle. Taking a drink of his own he looks around the club he too of course had heard the rumors and had to come check this out for himself, being in the right age range and all.

"Gotham huh? I hear that's a rough city." He says with a shrug. "And yes my hair is natural, not a dye job."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock chuckles a bit at that, dark eyes sparkling. "My my, aren't we prince charming?" she nods, chinking her glass against his. "Well then how a bout a toast..To good times hmm?" she winks at him, studying his hair thoughtfully for a moment longer.

"Natural huh? Well that's cool.." she leans in a bit, as if to whisper in his ear. "And..Were you gonna tell me what your special powers are, or are you gonna keep a girl guessing?" she leans back again, crossing her legs casually at the feet, showing off her sturdy black boots that look comfortable enough to run in. Or kick someone. Y'know, if they misbehave or something.

As for the Gotham comment, she chuckles a bit and shrugs. "It can be. Good thing I'm tougher than I look, mm?" another playful wink is given him.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen clinks his glass with hers. "I can be and tend to try to be." He says with a shrug of his shoulders before taking a sip. "To good times...may they never stop." He gives a teasing yet playful wink back.

t"Yes natural." He watches the beautiful blond cross her legs and he does lick his lips before resting his hand upon her thigh. "Well I already showed you if you were paying attention, the temperature of your glass. But I may go more in detail, but it'll cost ya beautiful. The price a dance with me, better yet actually you be my date the rest of the evenin'." He says with a playful smirk.

    Atrid laughs a bit. "Tougher than you look huh? Well than maybe you'll be able to survive this city too." A flirty wink given to the lady at his side.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock smirks, catching his hand by the wrist before he can touch her, holding it just a centimeter away from her thigh. "Oh yeah?" she arches a brow at the glass, having just assumed it came served that way. Stupid, wasn't paying attention. Gotta focus on the present, not the past!

"Hmm, that's impressive. But I'm talking...Bigger. Show me something fancy..Something..A little bit riskier, hm?" Artia finishes the rest of her glass, setting it down on the bar and considers his proposal, brushing a finger over her glossy, blood red lips.

"Be your date for the rest of the night, hmm? Dance with you? Hmm, I think you'd better impress me first.." she pushes away from the bar and gives a little twirl and wink, offering him her hand. "Let's see if you can keep up with me then!"

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen grins and nods his head watching Artemis he licks his lips drains his glass and moves towards her almost like a predator stalking it's prey. "Impress you hmmm? Something bigger and more risky you say?" He asks draining his drink and tossing the glass over his shoulder holding out his left hand and concentrating he produces a nordic broadsword made entirely of ice. "That big and risky enough for you beautiful?" He asks before sliding it into his jacket and taking her hands to dance.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock laughs and nods. "Yeah, what I said!" when he produces the sword however, her dark eyes widen in wonder, stepping forward to reach for it, before he so quickly slips it away. "Awe, that's all I get? A glimpse? Maybe you can show me more later, hmm?"

But for now, she takes his hands, leading him to the dance floor. They're still playing a fairly fast dance, but the breakdancer has retired to the bar for now, taking a drink and a short rest. In fact he passes them by, and Artia pauses a moment to - scope him out? glance at him appraisingly? Something like that - before turning back to her new dance partner.

Gotta keep an eye on 'em both. Two potential targets. How many more?

She begins to dance, her movements light and easy, moving as if she hasn't had any formal lessons, she's just making it up as she goes along, improvising as she goes. The dress is short enough to show off her athletic legs, and her boots are lightweight enough that she can dance easy enough in them without them seeming clunky.

"Soo, can you dance as well as you flirt?" she teases, leading him along in her steps as she twirls and dips, taking a moment to scan the room, keeping an eye on other potential 'targets'. The blue haired girl with some sort of light flashy ability in her hands has her attention for a moment or two.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles with wicked laugh as he slips easily into a fast paced swing style dance. Dipping, spinning and twirling Artemis before his hands return to her hips. "Yea that's all you get for right now sweet heart, and believe me that's just the tip of the iceberg on what I can do." He says though her question about his skills on the dance floor get a laugh. "Well what do you think darlin' I think I dance only slightly worse than I flirt." He teases.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock seems to have no trouble at all keeping up with him, grinning as she twirls and rocks and swings, catching his hands and dipping under his arm to bring her in real close - maybe too close, before ducking under and twirling out again as the music seems to go on ever faster.

"Oh yeah? You just a one trick pony? Can you do fire too? Orrr, do you need a little more convincing?" she winks at him, leaning in close enough that he can feel her breath on his face. "What are you afraid of, we're among friends, aren't we?" for a moment, she forgets her initial target, distracted by the flirty boy with killer dance moves.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles keeping up with no problem before pulling Artemis in close his lips inches from hers. "Oh trust me sweet heart I'm no one trick pony." He says his own warm breath right on her face arm wrapping around her back. "Any how yea well, I told you the cost of seeing the extent of my abilities. Agree and you'll see impress me, and I may want to take you out again for a real date."

Atrid smiles brightly as the sound finally fades into something a little slower. "So whaddya say gorgeous?"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock smiles, not missing a beat as he draws her in close, staring him down with a challenging look in her eyes. "Be your date for the whole night huh? well aren't you easily impressed by a pretty face..But.."

She dips easily enough out of his grasp, twirling away again with a wink..Catching a glimpse of blue-haired girl and break dancer guy being led away by a mysterious figure in black. Dark eyes narrow on the figure. That's it. It's gotta be.

"Sorry, 'sweetheart', but I have something very important to take care of first. Maybe we'll meet again, hmm?" and with a wink, she blows a kiss at him then spins off, grabbing her backpack and running off towards the stairs leading to the rafters up above..

Strange, she seemed to be in some sort of hurry..Was she up to something?

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen eyes the suspicious character that's caught Artemis's eye. "Ya ain't gettin' away that easy. Because it appears your initial reason for being here was the same as mine. I'm comin' with ya. And we will see each other again, because I'll be taking you out, I won't take no for an answer and by the way!" He calls out holding up his right hand which ignites in flame with no problem. "Fire and Ice baby fire and ice!"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock is still running, even if he's right behind her. "Sorry, kid, but I gotta go. I can't let you come with me." She's nearly reached the foot of the stairs when, out of seemingly nowhere a cloud of smoke envelopes them both. Wait, did someone throw a smokebomb, or was that just some mist effect from the nearby dancefloor? All the same, it's suddenly hard to make out figures for a moment or two.

When the smoke clears, Artia is nowhere to be seen, but another woman stands at the top of the steps, blocking the way. She seems important somehow, in her dapper black suit, although she doesn't appear to be wearing a shirt underneath, or maybe it just dips low enough to show off scandalous cleavage. Her skin is a deep olive and her dark wavy shoulder length hair and hazel eyes give her an air of exoticness and mystery. This isn't a girl but a woman who is clearly a business woman of some sort. Is she the brains behind this organization?

"Mm, you were quite impressive out there on the dance floor, my dear. We've been watching you and a select handful of other mutants quite closely. wont you join us upstairs for a...Special meeting? It might be worth your while." she smiles almost wickedly with those full dark lips of hers, one of her eyes flashing red in the semi darkness.

What's all that about?

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smirks and shakes his head. "No it's too dangerous for you to go alo...." And then there's the black smoke damn smoke bombs. Next is that beautiful woman with the scandalous amount of cleavage. "Who me? Nah ain't nothin' that special about me doll. Actually I'm looking for my dance partner, maybe you can help me. Cute blond girl little black dress?" He asks curiously as he starts up the stairs. "How about you let me pass so I can find her?"

Artemis Crock has posed:
She smiles ever so sweetly, but unlike Artie, there is something very dangerous about this one. "Of course, dear, she went that way, third door on your left." she steps aside with a wicked smile, pointing down the hall.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head moving passed the lady before him taking in her body before he moves passed her heading in the direction of that door and room before calling over his shoulder. "Ya know I don't trust ya lass, and I got the feeling I'm walking into a trap but know this I ain't easy to take down."

Artemis Crock has posed:
The door is open and he can hear light, excited chattering from within. The breakdancer, the girl with the blue hair and a third teen, a tall skinny guy dressed in all black, face hidden beneath his hoodie are all siting in the room, clearly waiting for someone or something to begin. The room is plain enough, an office with a table, some chairs, a sofa. Artia is not in there. But the moment he steps in, three men dressed in black suits step in after him, and lock the doors.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen turns around snarling at the three guys. "Open the gods damn door now! I aint here for whatever you got goin on, I was trying to find my girl, now get the hell outta my way, or be severely injured for being in my path." His tone has the fiery heat of passion and anger but an iciness to it that could chill to the deepest almost microscopic cellular level. "You've got ten seconds to decide!"

Artemis Crock has posed:
"Relax.." the woman from before answers smoothly, suddenly appearing in the chair in front of the desk - although her form seems kinda transparent, as if she were incorporeal or something.

"Your 'girl' will be joining us shortly, I'm sure. Now take a seat, you will want to hear what I have to say."

The three security guards do not look impressed and merely grunt at him and one of them jerks his hand to the empty seat. They're pretty big and muscular. They look tough, like bouncers, and they look like they're probably carrying some hefty hardware under their blazers.

The other three teens sit down and listen to the woman, seeming quite intrigued.

"Congratulations, we have been watching you carefully, and your powers are truly impressive. You are all destined for greatness and so we have gathered here to discuss a proposition."

One of the guards steps forward and lays a tray with cookies and expensive glasses of wine on the desk.

"Please help yourselves as we discuss our proposition.."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen laughs and shakes his head. "I aint sittin' and I ain't calming down. I don't need to hear shit from you or any one else." He growls with his left hand drawing the ice sword his right igniting in flames. "You kids, are you really this stupid? Or what, trusting a group of strange morons in suits. They look no better than Feds, and you can't trust government folks. Now if you're smart you wont eat or drink shit that they give you and you'll follow me as I blast my way through this fools!" Atrid growls loudly as he looks back to the woman from before. "Now you have 5 more seconds to unlock this door or I start barbecuing and cryofreezing your asses!"

Artemis Crock has posed:
One of the teens, the breakdancer, glares at Atrid as he makes his speech, "Man, what's your problem? They're offering us a freaking *job*, they're treating us like royalty! What's wrong with that?" as he speaks, he grabs a glass of wine and wastes no time chugging it down. "See? it's harmless. I dunno about you man, but I'm not gonna spend the rest of my days on the streets. How bout you guys?"

He nods to goth guy and blue haired girl, the girl seems hesitant to touch anything, glancing anxiously at Atrid, and towards the heavily guarded door but says nothing. Goth guy frowns deeply, reaching for a cookie but doesn't eat it. "Go on.." he urges the woman, "Is this a job offer? What do we have to do in return?"

The woman just smiles sweetly at Atrid, "Your wariness is warranted but I promise you, this will be for the best. You could say it's a job offer...of sorts.."

She tilts her head and the three security guards pull out their fancy looking guns, pointing them at the kids. "You see, I need your powers, and I'm afraid I can't let you leave without surrendering.."

THUMP! The breakdancer falls unconscious.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head. "You think I wasn't on to you from the get? And you shit for brains,you think this is royal treatment like you're getting a job? Why armed guards? Why locking and trapping us in here, quit sitting on yer brain!" He growls. "What kind of half witted..." And than breakdancing guy is out like a light. "See now if he'd have listened to me that wouldn'ta happened, now I'm gonna have to wreck theses idiots world. By the by there's a better place for folks like us, Xavier's school...ever heard of it? Yea they don't care what you look like or what your powers are! Anyway which one of you twits is first?" He asks throwing out a jet of flames at the three buff dudes.

Artemis Crock has posed:
The blue haired girl screams as goth guy scrambled to his feet. Both checking in on breakdancer guy, who seems to be unconscious but breathing.

The security guards dart around the room, surrounding the four mutants, guns pointed at them ready to shoot. One does not hesitate to grab the girl, holding her in a neck hold, his gun pointed at her head. "Move and I'll blow her head off!"

One of the security guards, the one closest to the plume of flames, pulls out his gun but yelps as Atrid's flames catch it on fire and he tosses his gun to the ground, rushing in to try and punch him instead.

The third aims his gun at goth guy, but before he can fire, a loud CRASH is heard as someone from outside kicks in the door, momentarily distracting the guards.

A familiar voice can be heard and a flash of green as a certain sassy blonde girl engages with one of the guards in combat.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen laughs as one of those /bouncers/ grabs the girl. "Come on dude I don't even know that chick, you're gonna us her as a human shield to stop me?" He asks throwing off his normal street clothes leaving him in a red and blue flame and glacier pattern suit with the word Cryo appearing to be made of ice and Pyre to be made of flames the tail of the bottom of the E wrapping around the rest making the whole name to be wrapped in flames. He hits the guy trying to punch him with with hilt of his ice sword before tossing it away quickly moving to the guy holding the gun to the girls head using the confusion and commotion to his advantage.

He grabs the gun in his left hand and starts freezing it hearing that familiar voice. "It's about time you showed...." He trails off though he gives a bit of a knowing grin. "Ah so I got some backup nice. Names CryoPyre a pleasure."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock has her hands full for a moment, trading blows with the unarmed guy, until she knocks him out, checking on the unconscious guy who is a bit dozy but coming too a little. A glance and nod is given Cryopyre, smirking a bit. "So I see. You can call me Artemis. But enough with introductions. They will be sending reinforcements soon.."

"You'll be okay. You two, help him to his feet, head down the stairs and out the fire exit at the right of the bottom of stairs. This place isn't safe anymore."

The two teens nod, helping unconscious guy to his feet. It seems CP has the other two thugs under control, mostly. The two thugs are now weaponless but not out of the game yet.

While Artemis is helping their would be victims escape, the two remaining thugs, briefly stunned but still standing, start rushing at him from opposite ends going in for a pincer attack, one rushing at him with his fists, the other launching a well placed side kick at him from behind.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen grins and laughs at the guys coming at him he starts circling his hooded and masked head the mask only covering his mouth. "I warned them, two outta three listened dip shit being carried decided not to! By the way you owe me!" He calls out to Artemis catching the kick in his right hand combusting the pantleg into flames. "Get them outta here beautiful I got these chumps."

The fists however do connect shaking it off he chuckles. "My turn." And with that he unleashes a cone of ice intent on freezing the other guy from waist up. "Don't run off until we finish here I wanna talk to ya!" Atrid calls after her.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock pauses only briefly to watch his fancy ice fire magic or whatever on the guards, "Hm, impressive." she smirks and nods, ducking out the door, leading the way as the three teens follow after her. The sounds of gunfire can be heard outside and it sounds like there are probably more guards waiting for them outside the door but Artemis clearly has this covered.

The one guard yelps as his pant leg catches on fire, causing him to stop, drop and roll. The second guy stands no chance, yelling out a string of swear words and still trying to reach for his gun which stumbled nearby, trying to shoot at him with it.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen yawns and stretches approaching the rolling guy. "Get them and yourself out in one piece doll." He shouts before giving the two guys in front of him a sadistic and ruthless smile. "Now now now, y'all tried to kill them, and my girl out there, and your biggest mistake trying to kill me or take my powers. Now what should I do to the two of you hmmm?" Tapping chin a eureka moment he freezes torso freezer from neck to feet solid ice and turns to do the same to burning leg guy. "Now deuces I'm outta here the police I'm sure will be here any minute." Atrid says chuckling as he moves to book it to catch up with Artemis.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Down in the hallway, the sound of gunfire has subsided..For now. The three kids have fled, leaving Artemis alone. At her feet lay two unconscious guards but she seems to be leaning against the nearby wall, clutching her shoulder which is bleeding, breathing lightly. "It's okay, they're safe, they got out." she glances around. "There were a couple more rooms full of hostages, but...!"

And that's when a loud explosion is heard, followed by screaming from downstairs. The music has stopped and now there is total chaos as people are running about wildly. There is also the sound of a distant roar coming from somewhere, followed by the flicker and crackle of flames. Wait, who set the place on fire?

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen charges up to her and stops. "Damn it I told you to be safe and get out too. Hold still babe this is gonna hurt like hell." He says as he ignites his finger to cauterize the wound. Then the explosion and he groans. "Get the other prisoners. I'll take care of the fire, I don't worry about extreme temps. "You owe me again" With that he kisses Artemis and takes off to the fire.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock shrieks as he cauterize the wound in the most painful way possible. "What the.....Sunova...!" she hisses, but gets it. In a pinch. She's about to say something else, when he has the nerve to kiss her. "Wha..? you...Grrr!" she clenches her fists, watching him go, shouldering her bow again and shooting off an arrow at a guard who raises a gun at him, sending him falling off the balcony wuth a shriek before he can deliver a death shot to Atrid's retreating form. "You take care too, Atrid.." she murmurs before darting back down the other end of the hallway, vanishing into the next room.

Atrid will be faced with about fourty teens running and screaming in confused directions, til someone hits the fire alarm and people starting milling for the fire exits thanks to the guidance of a couple of older mutants. However, a group of teens seem to be cornered against a wall of fire, screaming for help. Another kid nearby is trapped underneath the stairs surrounded by a ring of fire.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles glancing back over his shoulder at her. "Survive because I'd like to give you a proper kiss later, and stay safe Artia." With that he's down the stairs. "Move it go go go calmly to the exits but quick quickly." Seeing the wall of fire he lets out a cone of ice trying to put out flames once done. "G..go go one kids get out of here... now.." He groans out and starts heading to the stairwell using his ice again against the flames. "Sh...shit...hurry up go go..." Once the last kid is gone he crawls sluggishly back to find Artemis.

Artemis Crock has posed:
The teens calm down once he puts out the flames, some of them crying but no worse for wear as they flee for the exits. The crying kid is also rescued as the flames are out out, and an older mutant picks him up, smiling and uttering a hurried thanks to Cryopyre before they too, head for the exit.

Thats about when Artemis rushes down the stairs, leading more rescued teens towards the fire exits. "Go on, you're safe now, I promise.." and that's when another loud explosion hits, causing the staircase to shake and shudder a bit. A large piece of wood from the rafters above comes crashing down, bursting into flames, blocking Artemis and the younger kid from reaching the bottom of the stairs, trapping them.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen groans getting to his feet. "I got this Artia once the flames go down get the kid outta here I'll be right behind ya on your 6." He says softly using his ice to put out the flaming wood. "Go now hurry! Before more comes down on us!" He shouts and once Artemis does start moving he gives her a playful nudge to move faster.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock blinks and nods, grabbing the kid, taking a running leap, and once the flames are extinguished she leaps over the hole in the stairs, carrying the kid safely to the other side. "See? You're okay now..Go on..." she hands him over to one of the older kids, about to follow..When a flash of red in the rafters above catches her attention..The silhouette of the woman in the black suit with the flashing red eye can be seen, smirking at Artemis before she turns and flees up a set of stairs leading to the rooftop.

"You...!" she hisses, and then without a glance back, she grabs one of her rope arrows, launching it in the air until it snags on to one of the un damaged rafters. Grabbing onto the rope, she swings up above and gives chase, vanishing up the stairs leading to the rooftop..

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen groans running to that rope and climbing up after here. "What part of partners and team does this babe not get?" He growls shaking his head as he gets to the rafters and takes off after the two. "Artemis you die and I'm gonna kill you, get back here and let that bitch go for now, we can regroup and take her down another time. It's strategy gorgeous let's regroup and come back at this chick when we have a better plan and she don't know that we are coming get her with the element of surprise a sneak attack if you will."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock shakes her head, pausing only briefly, coughing and waving her hand at the smoke and flames. "Who says we're a team? I work alone. This isn't your fight Atrid..I appreciate the help, but you don't need to risk your life for me. That woman is mine!" with a snarl, she kicks open the door to the rooftop, and darts up the stairs. It's not a long flight really, and outside the air is fresh and cool.

"Rubyyy!" she yells, launching another arrow at the fleeing woman, but misses, the woman proving to be unusually fast as she dodges with ease, then counters with gunfire before leaping into the waiting helicopter and flying off into the night sky.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head back and forth. "You don't get it you stumble into my investigation in my back yard, with someone burnin shit down in my city and trying to steal young mutants gifts. Add to it the dance we shared, I normally work alone too but on this one we're partners and damn it you need me." He stumbles forward and let's loose a torrent if flames toward the woman and her chopper.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock ducks and rolls as the gunfire comes her way, cursing under her breath as she launches more arrows in the sky..But the chopper is too far and too fast and both flames and arrows hit nothing but thin air. With a sigh, she sinks to her knees, coughing a bit, no longer running on adrenaline. "Dammit, again...I couldn't stop her.." she hangs her head, clenching at the ground, clearly with some history with this woman..

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head collapsing next to her he wraps an arm around her and pulls the girl in. "Relax, they...always come back. And we saved a bunch of kids from a terrible fate we did well tonight." CryoPyre says as he lowers his hood and mask. "Let's go before the FDNY shows up yea? Come on Art, let's go." He says helping her up even if the dehydration levels are getting to dangerous highs for him he won't let that show though if he can avoid it. "Come on let me take you someplace else.'

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock blinks slowly, "Atrid, what are you...?" she starts to pull away, but right now she's just too tired to even bother. "I'm fine, really. I need to go.." waits she's in a strange city and she doesn't even have a place to stay. But can she really trust this guy? Can she afford to, given her shady history..? And then a thought hits her, frowning a bit, reaching up to touch his face. "Are you..Okay? You must have inhaled a lot of smoke.."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles and pulls her close. "I'm fine, my mask has a built in feature similar to firefighters to protect me from that shit. As for what I'm doing, I can't take you back to the mantion, you're clearly not a mutant and you're a stranger. We're gonna get a hotel for at least the night so you stay safe." He says with a smile leaning into Artemis's touch before giving her an actual kiss, he told her he'd do it. "Just trust me Im on your side I promise."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock arches a brow, "Who are you? Are you an Xman? Back there you weren't even scared." she seems..Impressed, but, still, this is a little close for comfort. She pulls away a bit, shaking her head slowly, "I'm fine, really. Didn't I tell you I work alone? you should go ho--!?" for the second time that day, he sneaks a kiss on her and she blinks slowly, but doesn't pull away, closing her eyes, pressing her lips softly against his..Maybe lingering a moment too long before pulling back again..

"Atrid.." she frowns, letting go almost reluctantly, "You sneaky bastard..I'll bet you treat every pretty girl that way, don't you.." her and her trust issues. She draws a shaky breath, stepping towards the rooftop, staring out at the starry sky. He knows her secret identity. That could be an issue. And there are other things. "We shouldn't get close. I have..Secrets.."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head. "Not fully an X-Man yet, I did go to school there and I do plan on joining the team well... sort of. No you don't work alone anymore if you're working in this city you're working with me I know my city I can help." Atrid says firmly taking her hand in his now.

"Actually no I don't treat every pretty girl like this." Pulling Artemis close to him and hugging her to his chest. "You've got secrets, so do I don't worry about it. Don't let that scare ya away from getting close." wrapping his arms around her waist and looking up to the night sky. "Just trust me let me show you some people are worthy of that faith and trust."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock misses the comfort of family, of friends. She's been alone far too long, and with everything else going on in her life, it's starting to weigh heavily on her. She sighs, closing her eyes as she rests tiredly against him. "Atrid.." she murmurs. But the moment she closes her eyes, she remembers the evil things she has done, and the rage and hatred he showed towards those guards.

If only he knew what she had done..

"I'm sorry, I can't stay. I can't. If you knew who I really was, I.." with a sigh, she lets go, "Go home, my world isn't yours..I..Have to go.." shooting another rope arrow into the sky, She launches herself off the building and vanishes from sight.