381/One night in Metropolis

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One night in Metropolis
Date of Scene: 09 March 2020
Location: Midtown - New Troy
Synopsis: No description
Cast of Characters: Achilles, Jessica Drew




Achilles has posed:
    It began with a text message. Achilles may be ancient and immortal, but the guy understands modern tech. He has to for his work. But he sent an invite. Come to Metropolis. Show me what you can do. Maybe we can find a way to combine our strengths in the field.
    And so, when you arrive, he is standing in a side lot, basically a vacant place that is barely used for anything, ever. Maybe it's because he owns the lot as a part of his company. In fact, he uses it as a training course for his security personnel.
    The implication is pretty self-explanatory. It also helps that he is in full celestial bronze gear. Armor, helmet, shield, spear. You name it.

Jessica Drew has posed:
Jessica took the train and a taxi. Nobody pays attention to how anyone else dresses in New York unless they are on the prowl. The long camel hair coat with its large lapels, this season's cut, covers what could be taken for brightly colored yoga pants. Perhaps she will start a trend with the skin tight red and black tights and ballet slipper like shoes. She carries her mask stuffed into her pocket.

Her approach is quiet or would be quiet to normal hearing. In her own ears she hears every piece of broken glass and discarded drink tab on the ground if she doesn't focus. Overwhelming. But she is focused as she walks into the lot. "Interesting invite, Achilles. Do you invite all the girls to show you their powers?" Her tone might be hard to read, polished by her British accent but it evinces interest besides the touch of sarcasm.

Achilles has posed:
    "Only the ones that I have watched fight with energy blasts from their hands, and lifting punks with one hand." Achilles offers with a smirk as he strides forward and offers the handclasp of the old world. The armclasp of a warrior. "So, I thought I would like to see just how good you really are. I actually look forward to finding if you are good enough to beat me. I actually hope you -are-." he offers.

Jessica Drew has posed:
"Hope that I beat you?" She replies looking at his arm as she mimics the grasp then intently into his face, brow crinkled. She likes a challenge but she also likes the man enough not to wish him harm. Stepping back, she nods uncertainly then looks around for a place to put her coat.

"You seem sure about it. You might hurt me, instead. I am not invincible. Not the way you are. But I can hurt people badly or kill them."

Achilles has posed:
    "So don't hold back. I am merely a man." offers Achilles. "A man with a lot of experience. I also do not plan to use my blades as... I've no desire to draw your blood."
    That said, he grins and rolls his neck as he dismisses his spear. "I want to see how good you -really- are. So please... show that to me." he says as he steps back a half pace and lifts his hands in a defensive posture.

Jessica Drew has posed:
After finding a relatively clean spot to fold her coat and lay it down, she slips the red mask extracted from her pocket over her head. It makes her look otherworldly with the large white ovals outlined in black that cover her eyes. The mask itself is the venomous red found in nature to signal animals, birds and insects that there is a predator capable of killing them at large. Her suit, red as the mask, is like a second skin emphasizing her breasts and the muscles of her stomach. At a few yards distance she settles into a three-point stance, finger tips light on the ground and faces him with the beginning of a smile sketched on her face.

Achilles has posed:
    "Interesting how the modern day heroes seem to prefer to dress as if their uniform were merely a layer of skin." offers Achilles with a smirk that is visible under his helmet. "Do not get me wrong. I -appreciate- the visuals as they stand. But... armor is far more practically useful, in my opinion." he states as he prepares for a classic fisticuffs engagement. Seriously, he's studied several hundred types of martial arts in his thirty two hundred years.

Jessica Drew has posed:
Knowing full well that talking is a form of distraction that can help in a fight, Jessica's smile widens. "Most of them are made of super materials that deflect fire and cushion blows. I thought you were tech savvy." She leaps in a full-fledged spring that only certain types of spiders manage ignoring the upraised fists. If he wants to fight then she will street fight and that follows no rules. As she clears his head, she kicks backward with her full force, flips and lands in a crouch ready to run at him from behind.

Achilles has posed:
    If there was a technique that Achilles used, it would be referred to as minimalist efficiency. He tracks your movements, no surprised by them as he lifts an arm, the bracer absorbing the impact of the blow. "Perhaps." he admits, "But even the modern military supplements their ballistic armor with steel plates." He grunts at the force of the impact and takes a step or two back. "Plus, Hephaestus built this armor. It self repairs should the need arise." he says, still on the defensive as he works to analyze your style.

Jessica Drew has posed:
The impact that would have snapped most men's necks or gave them the whiplash of their life has a negligible affect. Her face registers the mild surprise and the challenge it presents her. She charges his back moving into a full two-footed thrust into his kidneys intent on knocking him down.

Achilles has posed:
    Okay, The woman of the spiders -is- fast. Faster than a normal human eye can usually track. But Achilles knows better than to trust his eyes. He trusts his battle instincts. After all, Amazons are superhuman, and he has bested multiple Amazons in the past.
    But.. as good as he is, he takes the kick in the kidneys. The backplate of his armor holds, but the impact does translate through and sends him tumbling forward.
    Which.. he turns into a roll back to his feet, trying to anticipate how you will be following up on your attack.. and launching a fist out in an oblique angle, hoping to catch you where he thinks you might approach from....note, -not- a direct frontal approach.

Jessica Drew has posed:
Jessica has enough time fighting not to under estimate her adversary. Theoretically. His roll and upraised fist are a beautiful riposte. Already launched into an axial flip that would have allowed her to grab him and break his neck, she has to pull the full force of her landing to avoid his arm. She grabs it on landing pulling him over into the bio-electrical charge of her 'venom blast.' Cheating.

Jessica Drew has posed:
The venom blast is akin to a taser, not at full force. The full force like his deadly spear would have killed most humans.

Achilles has posed:
    There is something cheater cheater head about the way that the celestial bronze armor disperses the electrical power over its surface. Sure, some leaks through to the flesh of Achilles, but most of it is discharged into the ground.
    However, when he feels the tug of your hand on his arm, he pulls his own cheater cheater move. While the 'sting' goes off, his mental command releases the gauntlet on his hand, which he hopes might make you pull into an off balance position for him to lunge forward and use an old school Hapkido move with an ankle behind yours, and his forearm across your collarbone to drive you onto your back. What he doesn't count on is just -how- strong you might be.

Jessica Drew has posed:
Achilles surprises her, the force of her bio-electric energy has made her complacent so when he doesn't drop to the ground she has a microsecond of surprise. The gauntlet releasing augments her imbalance, it is a good martial arts move, lulling her into reeling off balance because she does not expect him to 'come apart'. But she has been trained well by Hydra and she uses the same feint on him, letting him push her to her back. She falls with her legs wrapped around him in an age old grappling technique and shifts to roll him on his back.

Achilles has posed:
    "Classic MMA. Well done." offers Achilles as he ends up pinned. He goes so far as to tap out, "Well, you are even stronger than I expected. Fantastic." he offers, truly enjoying this, evening if he lost the point.
    "Would you mind returning my gauntlet? That was a trick that could only work once."

Jessica Drew has posed:
He taps out. Another surprise. His strength and resistance are formidable. "You are a canny fighter. Very canny." The gauntlet lays next to them where she dropped it in her hurry to get him down. Unwrapping her legs from him, she lays next to him looking upward for a moment, getting her breath. "Want another round?"

Achilles has posed:
    "Absolutely." suggests Achilles as he gets to his feet, gauntlet in hand. Your surprise is evident, and he grins. "You have superhuman strength. I do not. You had me in a hold that I was entirely unable to escape. The only logical course of action was to surrender the point. Were it a real fight, I might have tried to bite your leg. In a real fight, there is no such thing as an -unfair- move."

Jessica Drew has posed:
"There are no holds barred," she agrees climbing to her feet unaided. "I have blasted adversaries in the face blinding them. I am not like the Dare Devil. I've killed in battle as I know you have from what I know of history." She shakes her shoulders and then her feet loosening up for the next round. "I also don't ask people if they are ready. Ready?'

Achilles has posed:
    In the middle of that last sentence, Achilles is lunging forward, a fist lashing out in a feint to get your eyes there even as he twists his body about. There is an old rule, never turn your back to your enemy. But if you can use it to get an advantage, to use your body to conceal your move until it is too late.
    It is a masterfully executed kick. Not a sweeping spin kick. Not a high scissor kick. He is what, in Tae Kwon Do, is known as a back pivot kick... he spins his hips and then instead of swinging the leg in an arc, simply lets his body accelerate a thrusting kick aimed right for your solar plexus.

Jessica Drew has posed:
The feint works, Jessica is so busy pulling back from his punch to her face that she takes the force of his blow to her midriff. He knocks her to the ground. Spider fast reflexes have her flexing like a spring backwards and out of his range long enough for her to regroup and charge him. She runs into a full round house pivot, turning twice seeking to bash him with both left and right footed kicks.

Achilles has posed:
    It must be strange to see a man in full Grecian armor moving as fast as Achilles does. He backpedals as you come in, if only to buy a little time to figure out what to do. And then as you go to execute your kicks, he takes a change. He plans to take a part of the hit to his torso and ribs, but mitigating part of it by trying to get inside the full reach... where he goes for a tackle of his own. But one that will give him a chance to drive knees in if and when he gets you to the ground.
    He knows full well that he can't out strength you. He's trying to out-leverage you and follow up with attacks you need to defend against so that you can't just do a pushup to be rid of him.

Jessica Drew has posed:
There experience might match, not in terms of years but in terms of intent. He needs her in close to over power her. She lets the momentum of the second kick spin her away from him like a top. She shifts feet like an ice skater, spinning on her right leg then onto her left to get her outside of his range. Were he her real enemy she would blast him full in the face having learned how his armor attenuates and conducts the bio-electricity away from him into the ground. "This is where having weapons would help a lot!" She exclaims breathlessly.

Achilles has posed:
    "Good point." offers Achilles as his spear appears in his hand. But he has it inverted so that the sharp pointy bit is -not- presented as an attack. The back end still has a point, but not a sharpened one. It's a weighted bronze tip.
    This is swept around to get at you with a few feet of extra reach. But since he is using it two handed, he has far more fine control. Think of it like a heavy, end-weighted staff that is suddenly lancing towards your face.

Jessica Drew has posed:
"Nice trick that," she grins jumping into the air and somersaulting out of the way. Pushing off the ground when she lands she feints first to the left and then to the right looking for an opening around the spear. His reach is twice her own with the weapon, she lunges arms extended towards his face letting out a stream of bio-electricity that turns the air blue. It is the mildest touch but intended to hit him full in the part of his face not covered by his helmet. Full force would be fatal.