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[That thud thud noise sure isn't someone using a hammer. To the experienced ear, that's an exchange of punches. Nite Owl is in action! And it's not a simple barfight or back alley jaunt. Whatever he's into is packing a punch.]

[pant pant pant pant] That all you got? [Oh, he had to ask, there's an OOF]

[The reply isn't the sound of a returning punch- or even what could be called a blow. It's the sound of a Contractor energizing a series of projectiles, something that only be compared to this.]

The kind of line I would expect from a man.


[A woman's voice- though a low-pitched one, sounding exceedingly unamused- and suddenly more distant, having jumped back to avoid his fists and gain the room for a sword's movements]

This is your last warning. You cannot protect Shion Pavlechinko.

[ And enters a whisper of a voice, though seemingly louder due to her being closer to the speaker of the communicator. ]

Watch out, Dan!

[ ooc: In accordance with her usual poor luck, Suou re-enters the City tonight only to meet [info]wetworking who mistakes her for her twin brother, who she means to capture. However! Enter [info]2ndnightshift to save the day.... maybe. All tag responses will be forward-dated to after the fight. ]

Date: 2010-05-20 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 2ndnightshift.livejournal.com
[Usually, Dan is not big on engaging in a fight with women. This time he'll make an exception. She's holding her own well anyway. He narrowly avoids a close swing of her blade. His cape may not be the same. Somehow he lands a hit as he lets her slip by.]

Shion? You should get your facts straight.

Date: 2010-05-20 05:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wetworking.livejournal.com
[Tch- Hazuki moves with the blow to minimize impact, stepping back only to dig a heel in and move to a crouch, bursting out of that stance in to a rushing pass with her blade, the brightest thing right now, with that eerie blue glow.]

Don't concern yourself- all necessary details will be confirmed upon capture.

Date: 2010-05-20 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 2ndnightshift.livejournal.com
[Glowing...sword. She doesn't look a thing like John. This must be part of that breed of abilities that come from Suou's world. At least that's the extent of what he can reason with his blood rushing in his own ears. It's difficult not to stare at the thing, even as it's zipping toward him. Dan sweeps low at her feet hoping to trip her up. His armor isn't made to stop a sword of all things. Bullets usually are what you'd encounter in 1970s New York.]

Kidnapping, huh? There's been a change of plans.

[He can hope. So far, he's holding his own well. That's before the sword started to glow.]

Date: 2010-05-20 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wetworking.livejournal.com
[For even if he'd used that armor- it wouldn't block this sword of hers. Made to slice through anything, energized with the Contractor power she called her own, it would slice through flesh and bone, through metal and wood and concrete.

But thankfully for him, the sweep at her legs forced her to duck in to a roll, the energy in the sword blinking out as she pulled out of the maneuver and back in to a crouch, not even deigning to reply as she instead let her hand close on a twig left on the ground.

That took on that same glow, hurled from her hand like a throwing knife as she took off again, re-energizing the wooden blade she carried and coming in for another pass.]

Date: 2010-05-20 11:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 2ndnightshift.livejournal.com
[Even a twig is a problem? Who is she? Dan gets a nasty feel of what a super charged piece of flora can do as it skims his side. The pain nearly snaps his focus. Here she comes with that sword. Lightsabre even. That one he has to miss, he twists away fighting back the very clear expression that his body does not want to keep moving like that with an open wound.]

Date: 2010-05-20 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wetworking.livejournal.com
[A good question. She's asking the same one, herself. He moves well for someone his size- Hazuki can respect skill. He's got training, that's for sure, even with a ridiculous outfit.

But she is an assassin, the mask she wore would be a good enough indication of that- for who wore one of those and was a savory person- and though he successfully dodged her sweeping pass, she just as quickly turned on her heel and rushed back, sword moving as if to slash across his chest, the red glow in her eyes that came with her power's activation casting an eerier light to her appearance]
Edited Date: 2010-05-20 11:29 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-05-21 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sapanwood.livejournal.com
[ It's in watching Dan's movement, aware of his injury and the resulting holes in his defense- the blue flash of an energized sword waiting to slash again, that finally forces Suou out of inaction. A glow of her own eyes, the blue fringe around her form shielded by the tree, signals the summoning of her PTRD. There's always the problem of indecision before she fires, but she knows that each second that adds up might mean a second too late.

Not that she's ever hit anyone before, but the sound of her effort is heard with a shattering, deep bang. She attempted to aim for Hazuki, even without her trusted scouter beside her. ]

Date: 2010-05-21 08:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 2ndnightshift.livejournal.com
[The best he can think of is to fall...correctly. If he's out of her way then--

Tactics fly right out of the window at the sound. Dan turns his head long enough to see that just falling down is good enough.

This is Suou. How is this even happening?]

Date: 2010-05-22 08:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wetworking.livejournal.com
[Ready to act, to swing- and the sniper bullet, the shattering noise of it, stopped her in her tracks. Hazuki had quick reflexes, the quickest- and she jerked back instinctively. She'd been counting on good aim, but ironically, dodging back brought her closer to the bullet, a lock of her long hair disturbed before it slammed in to the ground a couple of feet away.

Her gaze snapped in the direction of Suou- possibly Shion, the identity was of yet positively confirmed. Back to her opponant, and it was a split second decision, it always was, in battle.

With all the noise, it was bound to attract attention. The kind she didn't need. That girl, or boy- there would be a better time to capture her.

Hazuki fled, dark clothes and figure disappearing in to the surroundings.]

Date: 2010-05-20 01:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com
S-- Suou!

Where are you?

a bit afterwards~

Date: 2010-05-20 05:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sapanwood.livejournal.com
Who is this?

[ For the panic that should have taken place only a bit earlier, the tone of her voice is remarkably flat. Devoid of any prominent emotion. ]

Date: 2010-05-20 07:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com
... It's me, Konata.


Did you lose your memories again?

Date: 2010-05-20 09:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sapanwood.livejournal.com
Konata Izumi?

[ Scrambled memories are scrambled. It took her a few minutes to recognize Dan too. ]

I remember you now.

Date: 2010-05-20 09:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com
That's right. Are you okay now? I wanted to help you, but I didn't know where you were.

Date: 2010-05-20 09:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sapanwood.livejournal.com
You don't need to get involved. It's settled now. [ a pause ] I can take care of my own business.

Date: 2010-05-21 03:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sapanwood.livejournal.com
[ Sorry, Konata. She's come back rather... different. The old Suou still remains at the heart of her, though. ]

voice;

Date: 2010-05-21 02:28 am (UTC)
dr_conscience: (Shock // Concern)
From: [personal profile] dr_conscience
... Suou?

Are you alright?

voice;

Date: 2010-05-21 03:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sapanwood.livejournal.com
[ some silence before she realizes who she's speaking to. ]

I'm fine. She eventually fled.

voice;

Date: 2010-05-22 04:01 am (UTC)
dr_conscience: (Talking // Concerned)
From: [personal profile] dr_conscience
You're sure? You're not hurt at all?

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