Owner	Pose
Caleb Dykstra	Aaah, the wonders of technology. Twitter. Youtube. Instagram. Every other social network. Videos that go viral. It's a veritable universe out there. And you never know who might be watching. In an unlit room, eyes peer through a screen, searching, searching. And a video comes up from one of these social networks. This video has something unususal, however - their dissemination patterns not corresponding to the norm. Somebody had been trying to take it down. A quick save does the trick. Now, an inside exploration. A hand goes into a port. Eyes close. And the scanner is in, free to watch the image as if being there. The scanner sees a face - a face being sought after by his contractor. And scans for more; more faces, after all the sweeping angles of the video. And, just at a glance... There! A call is made, and the words are said: "I have found him. Location of interest, forwarded. Expecting the other half of the payment now." Fast forward a few days...
Ted Grant	Ted Grant is working the speed bag, keeping his eye on a sparring match. Actually, he's watching the guy straining at the weight station. Heavy frame that got soft, which might as well have 'Goombah'written all over it. Well shit. What a stupid stereotype. He knew quite a few Italian guys who were swell, regular guys, now all painted with this jerk's shady colors. He stops killing the speed bag and asks loudly of Stretch on the desk, "Any calls for me, Hiram?" If the code phrase doesn't get Stretch's attention the use of his despised Christian name does. "No, Teddy. I'mma check the mail." Stretch wrangles out and texts a warning to Caleb. <<Goons present. Stay down. Use backway to apartment.>> Then he pulls his nine out and checks it before taking the safety off and replacing it under his hoodie.
Inez Temple	What is Inez doing at Grant's Gym? Truth is, she's on a job from the Champ helping protection of certain persons staying with him. But the official excuse that she's telling everyone is she's between jobs and taking the time off to brush up on her fitness... as if she weren't a mutant and actually needed to work out to stay trim and strong. She's in a wife beater tank top and gym shorts, not far from the guy in the weight station, doing body weight exercises as she keeps an eye on the entire floor with Teddy and Stretch.
Caleb Dykstra	Well, the 'goombah' is pretty sterotypical. Dressed in a track suit, which is easy to take off if blood ever spills; all for plausible deniability. But he's working out, on occasion looking at the door. And the reason - or reasons - why just walks in: two hooded figures, one six foot tall, the other one not even five, come in and wave to the owner. "Heya, Mr. Grant", the smaller one says, all chipper. "How's the nose?" "Mr. Grant...", the taller one says, voice definetely more reserved. "How's it going?" When they remove their hoodies, and reveal themselves to be the Dykstra siblings, the 'goombah' locks in like a missile. And he's staring. Oh god, is he staring. He gets up, and proceeds to head to the bathroom, picking up his phone which he starts to dial. Looks like the message hasn't come through... *ringtone* Oh, scratch that - there it is! Caleb flips the phone open, and it's like all color disappears from his face. Immediately, he grabs and squeezes Sheila's shoulder, and he quietly says, "We're in danger. Let's go." And yet, by the door, two silhouettes pop in, one bearing a deep gaze, and a broadening, sadistic smile. When Caleb turns, he actually jumps back. "Regino..."
Ted Grant	Ted Grant intercepts the one on his way to the bathroom. Needless to say the poor man has an accident. Actually three. Ted's insurance is going to smart from this. He goes for the triple threat, ribs, clavicle and of course the nose bouncing the man off the wall. The phone gets pocketed. He's fast. Not fast enough to intercept the two coming in. Time to see what he paid for.
Inez Temple	What *did* Ted pay for? Even with a 'friends but not family fuck them' discount, Inez's rates weren't low and she didn't bat an eyelash when she quoted them, either. "None o' that, boys." Inez takes two steps to the left, into the weight section, and lifts the still-loaded bar that has to weight twice what she does, and throws it through the air... At the door. It's bullet-proof glass so it won't shatter from even that heavy an impact, but it will rupture the mechanism for opening and force whoever's on the other side to not only deal with the broken mechanism, but also the easily 200lbs holding the door closed. Inez is right on the heels of the weight, one hand on her hat to keep it from flying off (because yes she is working out in her Stetson deal with it) while the other pulls a freaking hat pin the size of a knife to slam into Regino's foot to pin him in place, even as she rises to catch him in a chokehold. "Reggy, y' know what they say 'bout a guy with a wallet in 'is back pocket?" She says, with a slightly disappointed tone. "Lucky fer y' I ain't been paid t' serve up some Italian fer dinner, eh?"
Caleb Dykstra	'Reggie' doesn't have the time to react, and screams when he's stabbed on the fott, and chokes when he's held by his neck. But... The screaming stops, and is reduced to a whimper... And then a giggle. And then, a laugh. "Naw, it's alright, hunny-buns...", he says in a mock-Texan drawl, his eyes becoming the avatars of pure sadism, and he licks his lips, "I wouldn't mind me some spicy Texan!" Reggie pulls out from his back a long knife, miltary grade, and reaches his free hand to Inez's wrist. She'll find out that he's not as weak as he's cracked up to be. "Let's se is you bleed barbecue sauce!" He grits his teeth, and lifts his pinned foot up like it mattered little, and makes a swift, plunging motion to Inez's torso with that knife. The goon that got intercepted by Ted is down for the count, but the other one, by Reggie, dodges to the side as he walks in and pulls out a machine gun, and starts aiming at people there, namely Caleb and Sheila. "You should've stayed away, pipsqueak", this one says. He pulls out a grenade, which he promptly throws towards their location - now focusing his efforts on Ted. Both siblings hide behind a column, and skidaddle out of the way when the grenade comes bouncing. "Oh, sh..." *BOOOM!* *RA-TA-TA-TA!!* All hell breaks loose - and Reggie is loving it!
Ted Grant	Ted Grant dives behind the juice and coffee bar as wood and mica splinters. He comes out the far side moving almost faster than then eye can see. In his hand is a coffee pot, no lid. He hurls the coffee in the gunman's face, and comes in low, determined to bear him into that door with bone breaking force. Remember how Spider-Man or Superman or even Inez, America's sweetheart, has to hold back to avoid crippling people. Why do you think boxers wear those gloves? Exceptional mere humans, like Ted hold back too. Only he isn't holding back right now. that idiot is going to shoot his gym members. He probably put him out of business already. He gets the full WILDcat treatment.
Inez Temple	"Naw, we bleed red..." And Inez lets the blade hit her, slicing into her flesh before breaking off as she turns, using his own weight to break his arm. "White..." And at that, she raises her knee in a salute to his most private bits "an' blue." With how he's shrugged off everything else, Inez doesn't hold back either, and follows the knee with a shove to get herself away and headed in the direction of the gunmen, stopping at a weight machine to throw a stack of weights at them to catch their attention and draw the fire. One handed, at that, because the other is holding her hat in place. Yee haw!
Caleb Dykstra	"Okay, I've...", Caleb groans, pushing Sheila into safety, "...had enough of this...", he pulls open the duffle bag that he's always carrying with him, and starts taking stuff from it - shurikens, swords, even guns -, and he has a harness prepared for Sheila as well. "Put it on, kiddo. The game is on. It's them, or us." Sheila says nothing, she just complies with a nod. "Remember what they taught you at the TAC. Keep low, go for the weak spots", he says. "And remember what I taught you: give them the chance, and they'll kill you." When Ted goes full Wildcat, the goon - who is actually a brick compared even to Ted - actually lunges himself at him, laughing, "I've always wanted a shot against the great Wildcat. Let's roll, I'm hyped!" And, that's when he gets a weight to his sternum. *PONK!!* As for the back entrance? Well, this one is not a safe exit, because three more goons show up, who also start to shoot the place - and aiming at the two siblings, who scatter away from their hiding spot. Caleb grabs a gun, and shoots to provide for cover, with a grazing shot on one of their shoulders, but he seems to keep at it. Reggie seems to go down, and clenching his lowers, he giggles, "Oh, there's that fight in you... I /love/ it!" And, showing smaller and smaller indications of pain, "Don't worry, hunny... I like it rough!" And he goes for a stab to her shoulder!
Ted Grant	Ted Grant says, "Goddamit blondie! I was working this rhino!" He grabs the sternum weight, adrenaline surging now he wields it like a shield, deflecting the shots of the nearest trigger man until he gets close enough to kick a kneecap out. He administers an anesthetic, 5 liters of his skull smacking into a mob goon's face. He grabs for the man's gun as he sags.