1296/Winds of Change: A Metropolitan Problem

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Winds of Change: A Metropolitan Problem
Date of Scene: 22 April 2020
Location: Central Business District - New Troy
Synopsis: Citizens of Metropolis turn into gorillas, a gang of dino thieves come to loot the dazed and confused... but not with Titans to stop them! Also, Jason Todd is back and hairier than ever.
Cast of Characters: Tim Drake, Victor Stone, Heather Danielson, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd




Tim Drake has posed:
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor. Won't you be mine?

    Won't you be mine?

This is a lovely day in Metropolis. The sky is blue. The birds, singing. The wind, just a slight breeze that brings fresh air and calms the soul.

The people, gorillas.

    <recordscratch> --what?

Perhaps not all of them, but a fair number of the people on the streets of Metropolis this fine Saturday afternoon have recently been changed into gorillas. Cars are stopped, and pedestrians are picking themselves up form the ground, several of them larger than before, hairier, and with ripped clothing. There is confusion, and panic.

A lot of panic, actually.

A beautiful day in the neighborhood, indeed.

Victor Stone has posed:
It's a beautiful day for a drive, in fact, and Victor decided to take advantage of that. He'd been making some modifications to the T-car in the anticipation that it might see some action soon, and a quick jaunt through the city, followed by some less responsible driving outside it, seemed like a sensible way to put the modified systems through their paces. The vehicle is purring so far -- or at least making an electric whine at a pitch that suggests it is running well -- and Vic is smiling. He rounds a corner with practiced ease, then has to slam on the brakes as a half-woman, half-ape staggers away from the crosswalk. He leans forward and peers through the windshield, his red left eye flickering brightly as he checks other wavelengths to make sure he's really seeing what he thinks he's seeing.

"Were-monkeys?" he whispers suspiciously. Without looking, he struggles to pop the gull-wing door open and lever himself out of the car. "Oh my god, were-monkeys," he repeats, sounding more certain this time.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    Well, Heather is definitely not changing shoes into houseshoes or a jacket into a sweater. Props to Mister Rodgers though. Serious props.
    Either way, she pays for her order at the Hot Dog Vendor cart and catches the fact that the guy running the cart is no longer remotely looking her way. This is unusual for her. Most guys spend a -lot- of time with their eyes on her. Some women too. It varies widely of course.
    But she looks over her shoulder, baby blues going wide as she sees the apes. True to her ultra-eloquent habits... she says in her Midwest accent...
    "Um. That's not normal."

    And then she stuffs the hot dog into her mouth. Well, the remains of it. Since she eats a lot like Wally or Barry. Just not as -fast-.... but that done, she turns and begins to approach the gorillas. Is it sad that the first thought in her mind right now is... and here I still don't have a costume idea yet.... followed closely by.. man, that's a good hot dog.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     With the recent change in his adopted brother's appearance, news of another mass gorilla sighting catches Damian's attention. And he made his way out to Metropolis, upon his loyal Bat Dragon, Goliath.

  It takes him a while to get there, but he indeed does arrive with little fanfare, other than a massive furry beast with crimson fur and gargantuan bat wings landing on the street.

  In full uniform, Red X hops off of Goliath, and he starts to approach Cyborg. "They're people. And they retain some of their intelligence. They understand what is happening." He says through the voice modulator.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Dick is joining the others, keeping an eye on Metropolis after witnessing the chaos in Gotham. The uptick in gorillas in Metropolis certainly caught his attention. He frowns and calls out over his comms, <<Great, gorilla problem here,too.>> he copies it over both Titans and Bat family channels at the time. He looks down from his perch and says, <<Only seen gorillas at the moment, but maybe some of the dinosaurs are out there.>>

Tim Drake has posed:
One of the gorilla-people, in a raging panic, grabs the door on a stopped car beside him and rips it off, howling in rage. This is not helping the others around him-- whether still human or also gorilla.

One of the human pedestrians is shrieking, holding a small gorilla child. "OH MY GOD! MY SON! MY BABY! WHAT IS HAPPENING?!"

About this time, however... if you didn't think there was enough chaos, a pack of about 7 velociraptors appear on the scene. Unlike the gorillas, they are moving with purpose and with a sense of competence in their movements-- as if they were used to these forms. Two jump up on stopped vehicles. The others start nosing the bystanders, hissing and snatching jewelry or valuables from the ground or peoples necks or wrists with their sharp claws. All of them have satchels around them that they drop their freshly acquired loots into.

Victor Stone has posed:
"It's okay, everyone, I see this kind of thing all the time," Vic tries to reassure anyone who's listening. "Well, sort of. It's a lot greener, usually." He takes a few heavy steps forward, extending a metal arm toward the woman he nearly hit. "Ma'am? Excuse me, can I help? You need to get out of the street or you could get hurt." It's then that the screams start to register -- maybe the car needs a little less soundproofing -- and just as Cyborg is realizing that this woman isn't the only one experiencing a transformation, someone literally descends from the sky to explain it to him.

After a second to adjust to the presence of a World of Warcraft mount in the middle of the street, he replies, just a bit off balance, "Good to know." Then, because he can't help himself, he points to the skull mask and asks: "Is the X for Exposition?"

Back in the car, his T-Comm chirps and starts talking. Cyborg hears the notification, but not Nightwing's words, and is split between helping the woman out of the street and grabbing his communicator. "Damnit, I have REALLY got to integrate that thing," he grouses, just as the raptors show up to split his attention further. "Okay, are THEY people retaining their intelligence?" he demands of Mr. X, right hand extended and sonic blaster powering up. "Because I WILL blast them if they scratch my car, but I want to know if I should feel bad about it later."

Heather hasn't done anything to register as more than a bystander -- at least, not yet.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    Okay. People transforming into furry beasts. Heather has met some freaks who might get turned on by all of this. But other than that, she has -no- idea what is going on or what to do. Bank robbers? Easy. Muggers? Fun. Transforming people? Um.. stand there and look stupid. That is pretty much all she is capable of doing in this situation.
    It's a damned good thing she is not in a costume. So at least she has the look of a bystander, not someone who people should be turning to and begging help from. Because... this is a situation where she has not a single skill or ability that can contribute.
    She tries to console people as best she can. "I'm sure someone will figure out a solution to this." she tells the panicking mother... eyes flitting about as if searching for some super scientist who can make this all better.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     <<I am on the ground, Cyborg is here. No sign of dinosaurs.>> Comments Red X on the Bat comms. He had no access to Titans comms at the time.

  "No, those are common thief raptors. Did you never pay attention in school?" He sees the gang of velociraptors approaching and a small screech emits from his helmet. The red dragon immediately approaches his side, and the two start towards those raptors.

  Red X makes little thought of launching himself into the air and kicking one directly in the face. <<Raptors on the street. Muggers, possibly a street gang before they turned.>> He also has no qualms releasing a blade in his gauntlet and being overall as threatening as possible. Perhaps they retain enough intelligence that this will only end badly for them.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing is now concerned and hops down from his perch, <<Gotcha>> He replies on Bat Fam and relays over Titans channel, <<Raptors spotted in the streets, keep your eyes open.>> He breaks out his escrima sticks, a few sparks flying from them as he makes sure they are on. <<Coming your way, half-pint>> The eldest Robin alumnus runs forward towards the raptors and says to them, "Give the people their stuff back, or it does not end well."

Tim Drake has posed:
Skreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! The raptor Red-X kicked in the face lets out a loud keening shriek, which his companions pick up. This, in no way, causes any further panic among the denizens of Metropolis.

...You didn't really believe that, did you? No. The civilians start screaming at the sight of a pack of deadly velociraptors and running in every direction, human and gorilla alike. The raptors that aren't being kicked by Red-X start chasing down the civilians, a couple knocking people down and standing on their backs, slashing with toe claws as they continue to hunt for valuables.

Jason Todd has posed:
This beautiful day in the neighbourhood was also a beautiful day to buy arms. The rogue member of the Bat Family had been meeting with a fairly reliable contact in Metropolis when that contact turned into a T-Rex and tried to bite him. Okay, maybe the guy didn't try to bite him until Jason was making off with the guns, but then Jason hadn't known it was still a guy in there under those scales, and he sure as hell wasn't going to pay a dinosaur for guns. Anyhow they worked it out and the dino gun dealer got paid.

Jason would have figured that would be as weird as his day got but then he ran into the family on the way home, stopped in traffic as yet more people turned to gorillas or dinosaurs, only to spot Dick and at least one of his Second-Rate Sidekick Society buddies dealing with the creatures.

"Well, shit," Jason smiles behind the wheel of his stolen car full of guns. He was still a fugitive as far as the rest of the Bats were concerned, his escape from the hospital a couple of months ago far from a full resolution to the beef he'd stirred up last summer.

Jason puts the car in park, flips off the guy who honks at him, pulls on the helmet and helps himself to an assault rifle from the backseat and steps out onto the street. Who was he going to shoot? Bats? Titans? Dinosaurs? At this point even Jason isn't sure, but he damn well wants to shoot someone!

Heather Danielson has posed:
    Okay. The fleeing civilians startles Heather into action. She isn't -fleeing- to much as the moment the nearest Raptor goes in pursuit, she goes into a divetackle that would make Victor's old Football coach proud. Aims at center mass, wraps the target up, and takes it down... HARD.
    Okay, she's trying not to do it too hard. For all she knows, these are good people transformed to have animal instincts. But either way, she tackles the one and punches it in the schnozz? Snout? Mook? Whatever. She knocks it out and stands up... blood drenching her stomach from claw cuts there that her adrenaline made her almost not feel. But she doesn't even take a moment before turning and rushing at another raptor that seems to be chasing a child.... tackle time again.

Victor Stone has posed:
"Thief raptors? Where was your school -- in Narnia?" Vic's response is initially pure snark, but Red X did show up riding a furry dragon thing, so by the time he hits the question mark he's not so sure. For all he knows, the guy's short because he's a leprechaun. A dinosaur-hunting leprechaun who shops at Hot Topic, at least.

At least Nightwing is a familiar face. Vic is about to shout out a greeting, but he's interrupted by a gorilla stampede. "Okay, that's enough." Jet boosters in his back fire up, and Vic shoots about ten feet into the air, taking aim with his fully charged sonic cannon and blasting at the pursuing raptors.

One that he's about to fire on drops to Heather instead. "Did that girl just..." he shakes his head and refocuses. She's actually given him an idea. "What do dinosaurs hate again?" he asks himself. "Oh, right. Meteors." And with that, he raises one fist and executes a perfect airborne elbow drop on the nearest raptor.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Another screech from the helmet and Goliath bounds over to herd up as many raptors as he can, Damian of course keeps going, as he starts to strike at the Raptor's feet with his gauntlet-sword. Taking out the offending weapon from the muggers.

  The boy behind the helmet keeps attacking, leaping over one raptor and moving to the next, one bag strap cut, and tossed towards the T-Car, evidence.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing raises a stick in salute to Vic as he goes by, clearly the raptors did not heed his warning. He then elects to run into the fray, when a familiar face catches his eye, "Well crap," he mutters and says over Bat comms <<Keep your eyes open, kid.>> He runs to help Damian, working to try and disable a few of the raptors with strikes from the electrified escrima sticks.

Tim Drake has posed:
A couple of the raptor pack falls, but then their remaining cohort turn on the heroes trying to stop them from their lucrative business model. Slashing with toe claws and snapping with large, angry mouths filled with sharp pointy teeth, they attack back as the civilians around them shriek and try and find places to take cover, hide, or get away.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    Whether she would have been one of those transformed or not, her healing power keeps restoring her cells to their natural state. It's how she has such slow aging too. Also how she can handle toxins, poisons and all that. Heather is just.. dynamically static? PARADOXICAL?!
    But yeah. She has taken down two raptors, and already healed from whatever minor wounds they caused her. By minor, I mean things -she- would consider minor, such as deep lacerations into her abdomen, or a broken finger or whatnot. But now that the dinos are turning on those fighting back.. she understands what needs to be done. So it's a brawl, and she does something most people would be shocked by. She lifts her left arm and basically invites a raptor to bite down on it. If only to occupy it so she can give it a right cross.
    Blood flies from her arm as she knocks that one out, and the wounds are closing visibly.. and should be gone in seconds. It's... crazy healing.

Victor Stone has posed:
Vic sees a raptor rushing up on Nightwing from the flank -- clever girl -- and interposes himself, raising a fist so that the saurian chomps down on his titanium forearm. "That's gonna give you about sixteen toothaches," he says, shaking his head like a disappointed parent before bringing his other fist down on the lizard-thief's head. "Watch your bat-back, Boy Wonder."

He looks over at Heather as she completes a similar move and calls out, "Okay, great minds and all that, but /some/ great minds have metal bodies." Healing or not, that looked like it hurt!

He barely registers the guy with the gun at first, but a scanner alert pings. An assault rifle in a dinosaur attack could be friendly -- maybe -- but he pops open a small personal force field between himself and Jason just to be on the safe side.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     <<Yes, the one who got himself murdered.>> He didn't care, with his armor, there was enough there to save from any pot shots. But if the Red Hood tried...

  Red X raises his gauntlet as a raptor bites down, luckily the armor there was stronger than a raptor bite, but there goes his computer. The sparks and electricity shooting through the raptor's mouth. He made his second move, kicking the raptor in the head as he straddled the beast's shoulders, going for a ride.

Dick Grayson has posed:
"Fantastic," Nightwing mutters as the raptors are now all over them. "Nope. Nope. Nope!" He says as he strikes at one to deter it, only to get bitten on the shoulder. He swings around to try and strike it, saying loudly enough, "Dangit, we should have brought more people."

Tim Drake has posed:
A burst of compsognathus dinosaurs explode from the same alleyway the Raptors had appeared from, coming to assist their larger and more lethal friends. They are fast. They are.... feathery. They look like very sharp overgrown chickens with bitey mouths.

Damian will probably not take them seriously.

Jason Todd has posed:
Ultimately the Bats and Titans get looks but not bullets. I mean he could shoot at them any day, but dinosaurs? That's rare. Plus the bastards were coming after them now.

One raptor surges towards Jason before there's the crack of a round being fired and the thing topples to the ground with a bullet in its knee. A real bullet not rubber.

Then his whistle distorted by the mask, he calls out to the rest. "C'mon, you guys want some real playtime?"

Dinos vs gun, Jason is willing to bet on the gun. Until...

"No, no, no..." he cries out in pain and falls, his body beginning to expand and distort.

Victor Stone has posed:
Vic is distracted enough warding against potential hostile moves from Jason that he (hypocritically) never sees another raptor winding up to pounce, and the impact knocks him face-first to the pavement. Fortunately, there's not much to chomp back there... at least not for something with a jaw that size. Little compies, though, might be able to get past the metal and do some damage, so as they approach, Vic fires his flight jets again, rocketing along the ground and away from the littler dinosaurs. The sudden acceleration, unfortunately, isn't enough to dislodge his passenger, who keeps scratching at the chrome with its toe claws, trying to find something fleshy to rend.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    "It sure doesn't feel like silk sheets against skin!" Exclaims Heather as she is asked about her arm hurting. "But, it's amazing what a girl can get used to!"
    That said, she turns and uses the healed left arm to aim a haymaker punch at another raptor, knocking it clean out.
    "Um. Should we be worried about their little feathered friends?" she asks as she turns to counter-charge the little guys, soccer kicking one through the air ... and almost half expecting an announcer to yell, 'GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!'

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Modern day birds are the closest descendants to dinosaurs we have. So now, as the dinochickens show, he is not afraid or surprised. A few punches to the raptor's head, and it goes down for now.

  Goliath returns to Damian's side, and as the dragon picks up his rider, he gets to all fours and lets out a massive SKREEEEEE! to the smaller Dinos. The sound pierces the eardrums and would scare most humans. His wings splay out and Goliath takes up nearly all of the street in his grand display of dominance.

Dick Grayson has posed:
"Great, more," Nightwing says as he looks to Red X and says, "We really need to talk about that," he points to Goliath. He then sees Victor getting swarmed, "Careful over there!" he calls out, before looking at the feathery dinos, "Great, more. Got enough of these going on..." He snarls and switches a stick out for a smoke grenade and readies to throw it if the little ones do not back down from Goliath's roar.

Tim Drake has posed:
The compies scatter from the roaring and the punting, running over and under vehicles and squawking angrily. The two remaining upright and not entirely engaged Raptors let out roars, and begin running toward the alley way they had come from. No honor among... raptor thieves it seems.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    After her punt, Heather is feeling pretty self satisfied. She almost brushes her hands off one each other before glancing back and spotting Cyborg's predicament.
    "Shoot." she says as she turns and dashes that way. Rather than -striking-... she reaches his back and grabs the tail of the raptor, "Down you go." she mutters as she yanks the tail, pulling the thing bodily off of Cyborg, "Go back with your friends!" she yells as she tosses the thing something like twenty feet into a brick wall, stunning it briefly before it scrabbles to its feet and rushes off.

Jason Todd has posed:
The cries of pain continue behind Jason's stolen car, before the former Robin rises not as the Red Hood but as a silverback gorilla with a silver streak in his fur just above his brow. He grunts angrily trying to form words and when they fail? He smashes down both meaty fists onto the hood of the car, denting in the hood and sending an unfortunate compy scattering out from under it.

A moment later another of the dinochickens are airborne, punted by an angry gorilla!

Victor Stone has posed:
Freed, Cyborg rolls over and flashes Heather a quick, slightly shell-shocked grin. "Hey, thanks," he says, looking over at the crater the raptor left in the wall it hit. He emits a descending whistle, with just the slightest hint of digital distortion. "Very nice." He levers himself to his feet and turns to face the Jason gorilla, pointing out, "Well, on the plus side, his fingers are too big for the trigger guard, now." He holds out both hands, palms down, and lowers them in a placating gesture. "You're still a person. You've retained your intelligence," he says in a voice that he assumes Jason will find soothing.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     "What exactly is there to talk about?" He questions Nightwing, atop Goliath's shoulders. The boy then sees one of the compies flying off. And a gorilla did it. <<Hood.>> He comments, getting off the bat dragon and approaching Red Gorilla, slowly. <<Flank and tase, I will distract.>> He recommends over the Bat link.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing breathes a sigh of relief as the compies scatter, "Why. WHY?!" He scowls and nods to Red X and swaps the grenade for a stick and moves to go head on at the other familiar face here and moves to strike at his knees with the escrima sticks, hoping to knock down the former colleague.

Jason Todd has posed:
This was not the best day ever, Jason should have kept on driving but now he was a gorilla and now he was fighting Nightwing and his sidekick buddies. Or well at least Nightwing.

The new body was taking some getting used to joints didn't work right, or were backwards or something, he tries to jump out of the way of the escrima blows to his knees but ends up falling on his face.

Damn it.

He was still strong though, and so he reaches out a hand to grab Nightwing's leg and if he can hurl the Mr. Better-than-you-Robin into the side of Jason's stolen car.

Victor Stone has posed:
"No no no no no!" Vic yells as Jason uses his personhood and retained intelligence to try to beat the living crap out of Nightwing. He runs forward into a leaping dive, as though trying to complete a botched pass, in an attempt to land on and pin the gorilla arm that is flinging Dick around. If he manages it, he's going to try to pry the grippy fingers open one by one. "BAD gun monkey! You put that down!"

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Red X keeps in front of Jason, not responding to Nightwing as he turns and attacks. When the attack comes, he reaches into his utility belt, a quick guess brings out two tranquilizer darts, should be enough to sedate an angry gorilla.

  He grips those needles and as he collides with Nightwing. He managed an aim, to the grasping arm of Jayrilla, that grip slamming the tranq darts and quickly unloading their payload into the arm. Not the best placement, it would take a little bit to work.

  The voice mod wasn't activated at the time, but Nightwing could definitely hear a groan as Damian took the brunt of the hit into Jason's car.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Today was supposed to be a good day, the weather was nice, he had a good night's rest, he had a good breakfast. Then this happened. The satisfying thud is relieving, but suddenly he finds himself grabbed by Jason and slammed into the car and Damian. Nightwing lets out a groan in pain and lays there for a moment, trying to find his bearings again, despite Damian also taking the hit. After a second, he rises to his feet and raises his sticks defensively.

Jason Todd has posed:
Whoa, those drugs kick hard. Jason's not out but he can feel the world growing more distant around him. Still with Dick and Damian slammed against the car he turns his attention on Cyborg, swinging a beefy backhand at the man mumbling "Backoffshiny" it's slurred not just from the drugs but the fact he was trying to talk out of a gorilla mouth.

He tries to get to his feet then, turning towards the heroes and raising his fists defensively, but he's wobbling on his feet. Another few moments and he'll be out.

Victor Stone has posed:
Vic isn't focusing on dodging or defense -- he's basically thinking of Jason as a dog who has something dangerous in his mouth. All else falls by the wayside as "drop it! drrrrrop it!" becomes the center of your universe. So he takes the full force of the backhand, which rolls him off of the arm he has pinned. He puts down one arm so that he bounces up into a three-point stance, ready with a white noise blast in case Damian's drugs don't bring down the beast.

The impact of the various batchildren against Jason's five-finger rental does pop the back open enough for the Titan to observe, "Car's full of guns. Are we bringing this guy in?"

Damian Wayne has posed:
Damian clambers to his feet, adrenaline hitting him, and the boy hardly had a flight instinct, he was all fight.

  He made it to a vertical base. Retracting his sword back into the gauntlet. "No, he's one of ours." The great white buffalo, the one Batman had been dying to bring back in. "Let him pass out." He comments, shaking his head, trying to work off getting his bell rung. Perhaps this was a good time to check out what jason had in the trunk...hopefully good guns and not shitty street trash.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing finally regains some sense of his bearings and shakes his head. "Careful," he warns while keeping his sticks moving. "Yeah, the short one is right. We'll take care of this." He puts his sticks away and presses a button to bring the Nighbird to the area so that they can haul the big angry red gorilla home.

Jason Todd has posed:
Nobody was going to fight him? And wait the short dude with the X on his mask was shopping through his guns? They were good guns by the way, not the cheap crap, have fun Damian!

Jason lets out a low growl and charges! Or at least that was the plan, his legs don't quite listen and he tumbles forward. That doesn't stop him, he keeps crawling towards the Titans before slowly, the leaden weight of his eyelids are too much to lift and they close, and he tumbles into unconsciousness with a slurred and mumbled "Ihateyouall"

Victor Stone has posed:
Basically ignoring the sleepy gun monkey, Vic looks down at Red X, expression deeply skeptical. "Riiiight. And 'one of ours' means something to me why, exactly?" Nightwing's word carries more weight than this stranger's, but Vic's lip still twists with dissatisfaction as he turns to his old teammate. "I'm supposed to report that a guy with a trunk full of small arms turned into a gorilla and I let an edgelord leprechaun carry him away on a flying Saint Bernard because you told me it was OK? I'm going to need more than that, man."

Seeing the stranger take interest in the guns, Cyborg gives Nightwing a glance of even more pointed skepticism, then fires one hand on a cable into the mini arsenal, magnetized. "I'll just impound those, yeah?" he says loudly, tone not friendly to discussion. The cable starts to retract, dragging a big disorganized hairball of weaponry after it.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Damian searched through the trunk, if they could see through his helmet, they'd suddenly see those eyebrows of his rise in surprise. "Dibs." He says, pulling out some nice choices. Two five-sevens, and a finely tuned MPX. "Thanks, Hood." He says, looking at the groggy gorilla, giving a wave. "Can the Nightbird take him?" He asks Nightwing, looking up at the eldest Robin.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing breathes a sigh of relief as Hood appears to be out of commission. "I think it can." He nods and points to the guns, "Secondly, make sure we get those back so they can be dismantled and rendered useless."

Nighting nods at Victor and says, "I just want these guns off the street, last thing we need are better armed criminals."

Damian Wayne has posed:
     "Touch these three, and I will harm you." He says, to both of the others, then bagging up the rest of the guns to give to whomever wished for them, to dismantle or otherwise. "The cave?" He asks Nightwing, before ascending up on Goliath's shoulders. He was sure Batman would have words about this, and probably not positive ones, despite that no one was harmed too much.

Victor Stone has posed:
"Yeah, I'm just going to throw them in the back of the T-car and run them down to the Metropolitan police," Vic agrees with Nightwing, hooking his remaining thumb over his shoulder. "For now, they're magnetized, so good luck trying to fire any of them." His hand returns to where it belongs, giving him a terrifying mace-fist made of assault rifles, which really undercuts his responsible speech. "And seriously, are you going to explain to me who the hell these people are?" He casts an eye toward Damian and adds, "You can explain who the hell you are, instead, if you want."

With a digital chirp, the T-car rolls forward, back hatch popping open for convenient loading.

Victor Stone has posed:
"I'm not in the habit of letting random strangers riding hairy dragons run off with probably illegal guns, sorry," he adds, squinting at Red X.

Dick Grayson has posed:
"Not a suggestion," Nightwing says to Red X, "But yes, I will haul him back there." He frowns and says, "The guns aren't necessary." As the Nighbird rolls up, Nightwing begins prepping it for extraction.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     The signs of a struggle from Victor was all he needed to hop off Goliath and get right up in Vic's face. "I am the one that had a handle on the situation from the start. Without me and my fuzzy dragon, you would still be ass-deep in raptors and Compsognathus. So I suggest you reevaluate the situation and realize that I am not an adversary to you."

Victor Stone has posed:
Cyborg holds back a smile, but it takes some effort -- Red X would need stilts or a crate or something to get /up/ in his face in any real sense. "Not looking for an adversary, don't mind the help, but not to be a broken record, I do mind handing a bunch of illegal guns off to somebody I just met. And who is, I think, trying to threaten me now?" He looks over at Nightwing with a patient expression. "Unless you're vouching for him? I'd like to turn these in ASAP."

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing looks to Damian and says firmly, "They will be dealt with, yes?" He then says, "I know he is not a criminal, but they /will/ be dealt with." He crosses his arms and finishes loading Jason Todd up. "If anything illegal happens with them, I will deal with it, personally."