16436/Trackers Tracking Trackers

Trackers Tracking Trackers
Date of Scene:	28 November 2023
Location:	Midtown - Gotham City
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Elektra Natchios, Shredder

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Elektra Natchios has posed:
Night time at Gotham City and Elektra finds herself over at a rooftop, leaned over the edge and observing the street. Had she overstayed her welcome? The tail she had noticed on her earlier in the evening told her that indeed she had. But who exactly was it? That's what she intended to do. So she was leading them on a merry-go-round over the city....

The team sent to attack Elektra was gathering, Madame Gao finally favored again in order to amass a number of followers that allowed for such attacks. And that didn't have to worry about sanction from the Fingers. Were they the best? Perhaps not. But numbers often trumped quality.

The Hand group slowly starts emerging from the shadows of the buildings surrounding Elektra's. They were not on their turf as Gotham was not their usual prowling grounds but if all went well this would be a quick assassination before they had to leave.

Shredder has posed:
    The Foot had kept their ears to the ground regarding the ongoings with the Hand's politics. Know thy enemy. Elektra's fall from grace, followed by Gao's, followed by Gao's return is one that Shredder had kept on his close attention. The Hand was a restriction, keeping the Foot from spreading quite everywhere they want more effectively than any self-proclaimed hero.

    Gotham was not, strictly speaking, Foot Clan turf either. Not because they were particularly repressed, but because there had not yet presented serious gain by investing in the area. A few things here and there, and they had largely kept off the Bat family's radar. But now they had a reason to show.

    Shredder didn't usually go on such missions himself. Not to simply strike at an opposing ninja team. But this one was different. It was time to see what might be gained regarding this exodus of Elektra's.

    Shredder sits not on a rooftop, but on a fire escape across from Elektra's position, dark and within the shadows of the street light, while his own team prepares in their black garments. A standard Foot patrol team, certainly a little nervous at impressing the master, prepare for the interception. One takes a grappling hook, and slings it through the air to catch a building's edge to the left of Elektra's, and he ties the other end on his side of the street to create a tightrope, given the area is too far for most to jump.

Elektra Natchios has posed:
Dark shadows are visible jumping across rooftops. The kill team starting their move. They know who they are against, the fabled Elektra Natchios, but that doesn't stop them for they know glory awaits if they can claim such a kill. Maybe enough to get the favor from the Fingers. They jump and slide, their own grapplling hooks thrown so they can start climbing up the woman's building, a few reaching the top.

And a couple notice the thrown tightrope on the side. Not their team. Eyes narrow, some of the team moving towards the Foot while the rest reach the top.

Elektra gets up at last, turning to face her attackers. She smirks. "Thought they would send more.."

Shredder has posed:
    The Foot team scurries one at a time, the first arriving on the building just as he is met by two of the attackers. He throws a flash pellet, closing his own eyes so that he can buy time, hoping to thoroughly ruin his opponent's night vision. Meanwhile, the other three take hold and invert, climbing like squirrels along the tightrope so that multiple of them can use the rope at once, and more quickly be able to reinforce the one taking the lead.

Elektra Natchios has posed:
A clash of steel on steel is heard, echoing through the streets and alleys as the Hand meets the Foot on precarious footing, fighting on fire escapes and tightropes, shurikens flying, screams heard.

Elektra just smiles, indolently, stepping to the middle of that rooftop, the woman dressed in a midnight black outfit, visibly armored in a few strategic parts, "You definitely found some trouble." she isn't sure if it's the Bats. But considering the screams she is mostly sure it's something *else*. Is she worried? Not just yet. Sais are brought out and she rolls her neck, mask pulled to cover her face.

"Let's dance." and she moves to join the Hand in a fight, a first kick sending one flying to an edge.

The Foot eventually start getting up that rooftop.

Shredder has posed:
    The Foot on the roof manages to end one of the Hand who are intercepting them before he can react. The team of three follow shortly up and they overwhelm the second. Different weapons are used. One has a katana, one a kuri-sama. A third has nunchaku, and the last has opted for kali sticks. They seem to be well coordinated, and what they lack in personal skill they make up for in teamwork, swarming one Hand at a time, making it difficult for their target to defend.

    Opposite, the Shredder watches, and steps through the shadows and onto the roof. He doesn't engage, though, choosing instead to follow and watch his team, and then turn his gaze toward Elektra as she defends against her attackers.

Elektra Natchios has posed:
One thing of note is that the suit Elektra is using seems new. Or at least different from when they had last met. Some very vague similarities to one of the Bats? Perhaps. She moves with the kind of mastery of someone that has grown intimate with death, unafraid, dancing right on the edge of being stabbed but evading just in the nick of time. Kicks and Sais start to rip through the attackers and suddenly the group finds itself on the defensive.

Prey instead of Predator.

Specially as they are assailed from both sides. Shredder's arrival is noted from the corner of her eyes, a momentary lapse that makes it so her arm is caught on a kusari-gama chain, the Hand ninja pulling and make her drop one of the Sais, it clattering down the rooftop and to the streets below.

Shredder has posed:
    The Shredder follows with a steady pace as his ninjas close on Elektra's position, preserving each other to prevent losses. When the kusari-gama disables her, the ninja with the kali sticks takes initiative, throwing a kali stick at the knee of the offender, to interrupt him and prevent him from folowing up with another strike.

    Shredder veers from his following position at this point, approaching where Elektra stands. One of the remaining Hand ninjas dares approach him, to which he casually reaches out to deflect the opposing blade and reverse it straight into his assailer without even breaking stride or giving his full attention to the fool who thought to attack the Shredder.

Elektra Natchios has posed:
A scream follows as the man with the kusari-gama drops to a knee after the kali stick hits him, losing his hold on the chain. Elektra takes the chance to /yank/ on it then kick the man over to the side, sprawled unconscious.

Silence abates on the rooftop as the rest of the Hand either scrambles or is down for the count. Elektra slowly starts to unhook the chain from her arm, dark eyes seeking the Foot group, speculative, eventually eyes fully focusing on Shredder.

"Guess I should say thanks to you and yours, mm?" she lets out a low chuckle, "But somehow I feel you are not here for that."

Shredder has posed:
    The Shredder, hidden behind his mask, shows no amusement nor satisfaction on the completion of the battle. "No, I'm not here for casual theatrics. I'm sure that this team was not sufficient to defeat you upon their own. The Hand has found themselves somewhat inaccurate in allocating their forces to properly handle their threats as of late," he observes.

    The Foot team behind him begin to sweep the area, looking for any hint of their presence that may need to be removed.

    "Your old enemies seem to have long memories. They do not seem to be ready to move on from their defeat. I come now because I'm interested to know, is it simply betrayal that brings their renewed attack? Gao is not easily distracted to such matters as this for long. She is more commonly focused on long term goals."

Elektra Natchios has posed:
The former Hand Assassin observes Shredder for a time, silent, taking in his words. Eyes narrow at what he says but then she nods slowly. "Gao has been a thorn on my side for a time." she admits, "Perhaps one of yours as well." Gao has lived long enough to make many enemies after all.

"Maybe we should talk then." She offers, "On how best we may handle this threat."