3496/A few bad men.

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A few bad men.
Date of Scene: 22 September 2020
Location: Spiral's Body Shop
Synopsis: Spiral gets invaded by idiots, two are get captured, one turns up in the bay.
Cast of Characters: Spiral, Wilson Fisk




Spiral has posed:
Spiral hasn't actually bothered to really look over her new place. Her corner of it is much the same as the old one she had, but it's presumably in an actual office building of some sort, outwardly respectable, rather than a run down warehouse which she moved in after kicking the hobos out. This one might even have some goons keeping an eye on it, though they are quite happy to leave her alone in her corner where she works and presumably, sleeps.

Now she has a credit card Batman style, she's been buying all sorts of goodies, and not just equipment. A few magical texts and assortments too, just to add to the weird. The room she's in itself doesn't have much sign of that yet though, being a weird mix of earthly surgical equipment, alien equivalents that Spiral scrounged up from whatever dimensional hidey holes she put them in, and a few signs of less addled minds here and there. Her new place has a coffee machine and some office chairs for example, much more civilised.

Wilson Fisk has posed:
Jimmy Two-Timer is 25 years old, but with a life of lousy drinking and bad habits, he looks on the wrong side of 35. His grey beard touches his chest; his hair is patchy bald spots, yellow teeth, and well that overly tight shirt, he thinks he is buff and sexy, his glasses cheap sunglasses made to look good, for knockoff Gucci, just like his shoes.

Jackie O'Neill standing at 4'2 with a sinister sneer of real rage and hate plastered on his face, follows Jimmy. He is wearing a leather biker joker, with the words Blood Bath on its back, with a smashed in skull. A pair of tight jeans and a combat boots, his head is shaved bald, his eyes a deep green, leaning against the record store's wall.

Swinger is a chick with a large baseball over her shoulder, dressed simple jeans and a t-shirt; she is swinging it back and forth, as they enter the place. They were sent here to damage the owner and to take this place for the kingpin. They are here to crack heads and do right after ruining the last job."Hey lady, get the hell outta here, multi-arms. This place is ours now." With that, Jimmy is walking forward, throwing a few punches into the air, to scare her.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral probably isn't cutting someone up right this moment, so she's actually lazing in one of the office chairs, one hand holding a book she's perusing on the subject of souls, their binding, their twisting, their breaking. It seems like at least some of it might even be genuine, though it's hardly her specialty. Which is why she's reading it.

She puts it down though when a bunch of toughs break in, at least, 'toughs' in their tiny minds. Incredulously, she climbs out of her chair. "I don't suppose one of you happens to be the God of War?" she asks, but the punches are already coming in. She just grabs the hands doing the punches with two of her own hands - she has a bit of an advantage when it comes to fisticuffs - and with two more grabbing Jimmy's belt, hauls him high up into the air, while still having two hands entirely free to deal with the others should they try anything.

"Apparently not, so far." she smirks.

Wilson Fisk has posed:
The fighters are mortal, not trained, street thugs. This would not be an issue for Spiral, cocky, dumb, everything wrong in the human race as Jimmy is sailing against the wall bashing into it with a solid thump. That pile of flesh is already knocked out, lying there moaning in pain.

That short little ball of rage called Jackie, is coming up on her quickly bouncing from the wall towards her, a torpedo of swinging hands and knees, a snarl of pure rage. As that, short ball of vicious rage is coming, Swinger is running forward with that wooden bat held tightly in her hands, swinging it with wild swings, aiming for that head, but so many arms for use still.

Spiral has posed:
That bat might have concrete in it for all she knows but at this point Spiral couldn't care less. These guys all seem like the scum of New York, and they took a wrong turn in a big way. Given she's one of the more powerful sorceresses out there, she has one huge weakness - she really loves to beat the crap out of people the old fashioned way, and plays with her victims while doing that to the point of losing. There's not going to be any magic cheap shots here, that might end it too quickly, just fun.

That might usually be a weakness, but it's probably going to be quite unfortunate for these three. She draws the two swords at her belt, and starts laughing with wicked glee, not that she plans on running them through or anything, that would be too slow.

Jackie gets one arm grabbed and she's hurled againt the wall with vicious force, unfortunately breaking some of Spiral's stuff, not that she seems to care. At the same time Swingers bat meets sword and leaves him clutching the stump, while her metal arm gives him a nice punch, right in the face, just a lil lovetap. She hopes she didn't hit him too hard...

Wilson Fisk has posed:
Two down one to go, Spiral is making short work of the henchmen. Swinger is pulling on her bat as the blade sinks into it, trying to get it free; well, the issue is she is slips on something going down to the floor, as she is backing up slowly trying to get away."I'm going, yeah, I'm go!" Her voice is filled with panic; why do they always get the worst jobs. With that, she is inching towards the door, crawling, kicking her legs forward as she is trying to move quicker, in a crab walk motion.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral aws, she knocked him out. Just one left. She strides over to to Jackie, looks down at her. "You actually a human? You're very small." she asks her, and reaches down to pick her up by the foot. She's only small, so she ends up dangling, Spiral not being huge but pretty tall.

Now she frowns a bit. Normally this is where she hands the haul over to Mojo after all, and she doesn't actually know these people. They probably got hired to break in here, but... this is the wrong supervillain for that. She doesn't care.

"Now, what do I do with you. You're so small and weak, but I can fix that, if you want. No charge. I am feeling generous.". The smirk on her face suggests she's anything but generous.

Wilson Fisk has posed:
The woman is backing up, as she is watching, but he is her friend. That is her short little man to make fun of, not Spiral's plaything; Swinger is rushing forward now with a switchblade that has been flicked into killing mode. She is leaping forward, trying to cut the arm holding her friend.

The short dude is passed out in her arms, is waking up a squeal of pure rage coming out of him, as he tries to kick and bite her, his legs swinging wildly in the air."Let' me go, you freak!" The voice is pure Irish, off the boat, like two weeks ago Irish. It seems he might just be a leprechaun. As his feet moving his hands, joining the swinging wildly fray, but she is not close enough for those tiny arms to work nor the legs.

Spiral has posed:
Oh there's that weakness again, she totally ignored the other guy just so she could scare the crap out of Jackie. If that was a psikatana and not a switchblade maybe it would matter - as it happens, it turns out Spiral's flesh is quite tough, even in the non-metal bits and even without magic, but she does drop whoever she's holding.

Now she does the opposite and ignore the dropped guy and just starts wading in to the other two, only really using the swords to parry and swipe and force them back or corral them into punching range, pirouetting around like the nimblest of ballerinas, and smiling all the while.

Wilson Fisk has posed:
The knife is stuck, the short man is passing out again from free. Now that swinger is disarmed, she is running backwards slipping on the body of her friend her head is slaming down into the side of the table. As they are passing out, it is now time for her to get to work if she wants to on these bodies.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral talks over to grab them, punch them if they are still moving, and then haul them all back to where her gear is in here. Then she has to ponder what to do with them all, the ax crazy kinda ebbing a bit now the 'fight', or bullying, or whatever you want to call it, is over. She doesn't like twisting people unless they agree to it, it's kinda her thing. Sure, she could do it anyway, but...

The woman who went for her with a switchblade, that reminds her of someone, that's gutsy, especially given that was after she'd pretty much had her way with them all so it was bravery more than stupidity. She gets teleported to the other side of town.

The other ones, well. They are not so lucky.

Wilson Fisk has posed:
The one that got away is found the next day floating in the bay. With a bag over her head, it is marked down as a suicide. She jumped, people watched her. It seems she could not take the guilt of her crimes exist anymore, a confession note in her pocket. But those other two will be better. They will be ready to do the task assigned to them.