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Post by Conway on Aug 30, 2011 0:01:29 GMT -5
"Right! I hear ya, jackass!" He seemed to regain his will to fight upon hearing his partners call. The metal bits around him dropped back to earth as he wrenched against the ropes trying to twist out of Bunny's grip. He wasn't in any position physically to force his escape, but tied or not his powers don't need hands. He still automatically leans towards his target. That craft has been coming closer and closer and now with Mac's help he can finally just reach out and...grab it.
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Post by gryfeathr on Aug 30, 2011 0:19:52 GMT -5
Tiger huffed as he tried to out-pace the winging balls of steel that were trying to slam into him, barely keeping a head of them as they homed in on him. He shook out his arm, the belay lines swinging out. Steady, Kotetsu, steady!
"Hey, hey, wait up! HEY, don't forget about me!"
He leapt, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The end of the line pchoooed out, aiming for the other criminal to try to grab him or trip him up. This did, however, slow him down a bit, which meant he was probably not going to be long before the steel balls caught up.
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Post by thecurtain on Aug 30, 2011 0:39:14 GMT -5
The aircraft, everyone on it, and the camera angle shakes violently with the criminals' combined efforts, and briefly the camera crew loses their grip on their equipment. With the camera pointed at the wrong angle, an empty stretch of parking lot by the bank, the announcer calls out, "Th-they're trying to take control of HeroTV's aircraft! We've lost our ability to pilot! They're dragging us down!"
"TIGER!" Agnes's voice, shrill now, comes in through the communicators. "BARNABY! DO SOMETHING!"
What Tiger's doing isn't really helping; while his line catches Mac off-guard and sends him face first into the ground, it only breaks his concentration long enough to send an unbalanced jolt through the aircraft. He regains his bearings quickly though and from the ground continues to drag the aircraft down. With all his focus on the aircraft, the balls have stopped moving and have fallen to earth.
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Post by tyska on Aug 30, 2011 0:45:58 GMT -5
"..." Barnaby takes only a second to make up his mind.
"TIGER!" He shouts as he wraps his arm around Jack's neck, pinching him in a sleeper hold. It should take mere seconds to knock him out, but his partner had better get his ass out here quick in case it didn't work or the chopper continued to fall. Without his power, Barnaby was helpless to affect how it landed.
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Post by avisis on Aug 30, 2011 0:52:16 GMT -5
FLASH.
The burst of light is directed, unfortunately, right at Barnaby's eyes. It's terribly unfortunate, because that causes the kind of glare you regret later when you're looking through the raws, but---but it was just such a beautiful moment! Such a perfect shot! He couldn't wait a moment longer.
Milorad doesn't lower the camera. The bad guy was making a ridiculous passing-out face in that one; he needs to take at least three more shots. Sneaking close enough to get a close-up of Barnaby (without powers!) in such a situation was a pain; he has to get his money's worth!
FLASH. FLASH. FLASH.
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Post by tyska on Aug 30, 2011 1:08:27 GMT -5
The world goes white and Barnaby's mouth opens in shock as, for an instant, he thought another next was responsible. But then there's a familiar device and he registers the sound of a camera's shutter, features melding from shock to that of a bewildered child. Are you for real?
His aggravation from being rendered temporarily blind, by the time it catches up, is artfully stashed away as he instantly regains composure. He vaguely manages a smile just in case it was one of Agnes' people.
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Post by Conway on Aug 30, 2011 1:20:45 GMT -5
The last thing he remembers before losing consciousness was a flash of bright light. Then he was out of the picture and his hold on the aircraft was released.
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Post by gryfeathr on Aug 30, 2011 1:28:45 GMT -5
There's a certain something to your partner shouting like that. His time is ticking down.
When the thief falls, he strikes. He launches forward to grab him by the back of the collar, yanking him back and off the ground. Then he shakes him.
Considering the blue glow of the hundred power, its pretty rattling. "Hey! HEY! They don't have anything to do with this, you idiot!"
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Post by thecurtain on Aug 30, 2011 1:36:47 GMT -5
He's not sure what the flash is; it's too far away and it's dark, but he knows when the aircraft starts being a lot harder to hold onto that his partner's down. "JACK!" he tries, already losing his grip on the giant metal machine above them, but all that goes to hell when his entire world turns into a blue-tinged blender. "FUCK! Jusssst...wanteddddd...t-to..." JESUS, does this moron even realize his own strength!? His brains are gonna be pudding in a minute!
"No worries, viewers, we've been released!" the announcer informs the public breathlessly. The cameracrew gets hold of themselves and redirects the camera back down at the action while the pilot takes this opportunity to properly land. "This rescue sure deserves some points to say the least, haha!" To say the announcer's terrified would be rather a gross understatement.
It takes a little over half her staff to keep Agnes from jumping out of the aircraft before it can land.
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Post by avisis on Aug 30, 2011 1:55:33 GMT -5
Gorgeous. He can see the shots in his head already. Barnaby (as always) has recovered almost immediately from the shock, face slipping into media-acceptable poise. Still, Milorad has his candid shots. His life is pretty much perfect.
And noisy, and full of people suddenly. Still, the young man is grinning at Barnaby, apparently unaware of the flurry of activity still occurring around him. "Barnaby sir! What a fantastic capture!" He drops abruptly to one knee, camera jerking up to shield his face again. "Hold that angle---the light's perfect---"
FLASH.
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Post by tyska on Aug 30, 2011 2:14:52 GMT -5
As the body in his arms slumped, he hardly paid any mind to the young man until suddenly he dropped to his knee. Oh.
He's not done yet.
As inappropriate a time for a photo shoot as it was, while the cameras were rolling was never the time to voice complaint. Unless you're Kotetsu, of course.
He shifted the slack weight of the body into one arm, tilting his head in a well practiced 'just-so' and holding his signature two-finger salute.
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Post by gryfeathr on Aug 30, 2011 11:29:59 GMT -5
With the cheers of the crew somewhere in the background of the feed in his ear, Tiger tosses the robber over one shoulder and jogs over through the dust, camera crew, and circling police vehicles where he can spy the tips of Barnaby's ears above the crowd. He pushes through the crowd to hand the guy over to the police, eyeing up the ...
...Wat.
"Oy, Baaani-chan." He flipped up his mask, mouth pulling down at a corner, as he sauntered up and clapped a hand on Barnaby's shoulder. "There's still people in the building."
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Post by thecurtain on Aug 30, 2011 12:52:14 GMT -5
Mac is out of it. So out of it his vision's going too funny to let him focus on trying to get away from this thing he's riding on. Whatever it is. He limply bounces on Tiger's shoulder as the Hero jogs over to both their partners, but he can't even pick Jack out. Everything's just a blur of dark colors and noises and oh god his head is killing him. "Stop movin' ya feckin' idiot," he tries to say, but it comes out more as "Shthopmyuubeenyehfck." Oh god seriously if this shiny metal horse doesn't want his shiny metal hide covered in vomit he will slow the fuck down.
Oh god and now he's flying. Welp, there goes his dinner, and most of his lunch. Grilled cheese is NOT tasty coming up the other way.
Agnes jumps back almost as quickly as she had come up, nearly getting her nice shiny new pumps soiled with rejected processed cheese and white bread. It's hard to imagine her getting more incensed, but she does.
"Get this kid checked out by a med team!" she snaps to the police, and they're smart and used to her enough to listen.
"Ahh...Miss Joubert?" a newer recruit inquires. "Which...one?"
She pauses, ready to rip the new kid a new one, when she realizes why he's asking, finally seeing both criminals together.
"The criminals have finally slowed down so we can get a good look at them..." The announcer comes closer, motioning for the camera to follow him. "And it looks like both of them are--" He stops, prepared to comment on their statuses, but all he can think to say upon seeing them is: "--twins?"
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Post by avisis on Aug 30, 2011 15:30:41 GMT -5
"Oh, nice!" Milorad leaps to his feet, collecting another flurry of photos---the heroes standing close together, the heroes leaning heads in to conference, the heroes looking up as Agnes approaches. He gets a particularly active shot of one of the criminals losing his lunch (not going to save that one.)
In the background of his photos, he'll later squint and be startled to discover the vibrantly-colored armor of Origami, busily---and quietly---ferrying trapped people out of the building. For now, though, Milorad's eyes are glued to the two heroes standing up close. "Fantastic! Thank you, thank you so much!"
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Post by tyska on Aug 30, 2011 16:29:38 GMT -5
Barnaby flinched as the heavy armor hand clamped down on his shoulder, but was secretly relieved for a reason to excuse himself. "Just waiting for you to drop off your luggage."
He hands over his half of the matching pair to the policemen surrounding them, before turning to jog back into the building with his partner. No suit was necessary to carry some civilians around.
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