Sense and Sensibility and Stormtroopers (PvP)

[All Might]

A few hours earlier.

"He got in touch with us after he passed it in." Krid said, handing the message, "We think he's an inspector, or something. Higher up than a regular stormtrooper at least. He's a Prime, too."

"How do you know?"

"The bartender said he had an eye for that sort of thing." Krid said with a shrug, "...It's almost definitely a trap, Might."

Might looked at the message, eyes intense. "...Well, he seems like a reasonable type of guy, from what we heard. He wants to 'settle this like grownups', I'll give him the chance."

Panda and Krid looked nervously between themselves, "If you want, we could have Gynoid go with you- she could distract him or-"

"If it's official Empire business, I don't want to implicate her. If... well, regardless of what happens, Tier Five should have at least one superhero, hm?" he asked, smiling, "Now then, my boys! I'll be heading out. So! No matter what happens, remember to keep inside your heart- PLUS ULTRA!" he gave a thumbs up. "Keep your city safe, got it?"

"We got it Might... and... thank you." Panda said. 

Krid sighed, "It's a trap. You know it's a trap. Why would you go? At least get San Yi-"

"I'm not bringing the Posse in on this. They're... doing okay work. But even less legal than mine. I'm not going to throw them under the bus. See you, boys!" and with that, he was out the window, and already meters away into the sky. 

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"Wabash and Randolph." Might said to himself, he looked down at his Dataverse device- the time... time was a tricky thing in the Omniverse, but in this case, 4 AM for him should be 4 AM for the mystery representative of the Empire. 

He leaped down from the roof he was standing on, at 3:50 AM, touching down on the sidewalk. It was a bit outside his usual stomping grounds. 

"I am here!" he announced to the street, taking notice of the young man who more-or-less fit the bartender's description. Black hair, overcoat, armor underneath, sharp blue eyes. Something felt off about him, the same way San Yi had felt off. 

"Nice and early too." Android 17 said, "I was worried you weren't going to show, and make a lot of trouble for me."

"Well, I definitely don't want to cause trouble." Might said happily, walking over to the cyborg, trying not to loom. He extended a hand, "I go by 'Might' these days." He reached into his jacket with his other hand, pulling out one of his business cards. 

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NEED HELP? 

DO YOU NEED TO BE REMOVED FROM A BAD SITUATION?

ARE YOU AWARE OF A CRIME TOO DANGEROUS FOR THE POLICE?

MIGHT! SUPERHERO AGENCY 

IS JUST A CALL AWAY. GUARANTEE 24/7 CALL ACCEPTANCE. ABSOLUTELY FREE

HELP ME HELP YOU

A FIST FOR THOSE WHO DON'T HAVE THE STRENGTH TO FIGHT ON THEIR OWN

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"Superhero agency?" Seventeen asked, looking at the card with a bit of amusement. 

"Indeed!" Might said proudly, "We answer any call for help, and reply in turn. I've been passing them around. In fact, someone with my card was the one who passed on your message. So... how are we going to 'settle my accounts' with the Empire? I admit- I did interfere with police business. I am in fact a vigilante, and I plan on staying that way... but I think I've been an overall force of Good on this Tier."

The superhero held out his hand, counting off fingers as he went. "I caught, and passed on to the police a serial killer. I turned in a weapons dealer. I dismantled a brothel that was using slaves, and made sure the victims found somewhere safe to stay afterwards. I've put out fires and stopped muggings. I helped to shut down a division of a biker gang and made them leave a neighborhood they had been terrorizing alone." 

Might said, pointing down to his card. "I've been doing my best to help the city, and dozens of people have had their lives improved from me doing so. Taking all that into account... How do you want to 'settle' things? I suppose it would be too much to hope for an Imperial Pardon?"