08-29-2017, 06:30 PM
The All Might figure was definitely a blessing, just the two men entering Cardona's casino had the outcome of being a very disastrous mission. Not only having the large lean man literally jump out the sky and ask to help the mission a complete lighten on the load but also the team itself was light of members that work on the field. In other words, Marc was utterly great for the man's offer though being too ecstatic about it could come off as awkward.
Straightening his bleach white tie Mr. Knight gave out his gloved hand in an offer of a hand shake, All Might still grinning from ear to ear accepted. It almost seemed like he was over joyed to see the Avengers like he looked up to them in some way.
"The names Mister Knight but at other times you can call me Moon Knight," Marc said taking back his right hand readjusting the studded glove. "In all respect, I'm thrilled to have you helping us with this business, honestly-- this mission might turn to violence quickly. Are you up to the task of beating some mobsters."
"With pleasure! Beating mobsters, in particular, is why I've been looking for the Avengers, to begin with, actually, but first thing's first: What's the plan?" All Might said his smile growing larger.
Mr. Knight took a step back placing his left hand under his masked chin and took a few seconds ponder on what the best course action would be for dealing with the crime syndicate.
"Hmm... The best I can think of is letting myself walk in first and have an audience with Cardona himself... You two, on the other hand, need to be inside as I'm having the audience but you two need to also keep attention off of the both of you, in better words the element of surprise would be the way to go."
Readjusting his trench coat and taking his gun and concealing it inside his coat Marcus stepped beside All Might.
"Sounds like a sound plan, I guess we're ready when you are," Marcus said cracking his knuckles.
"Does Khonshu ever stop talking when he's not needed... Don't answer that yeah I'm ready."
-
His mouth shut tightly Marc silently marching into the casinos his thoughts focused on the mission at hand. His masked eyes observed his surroundings, illegal prostitution, rigged gambling tables, and bootlegged drinks. The casino reeked with the stench of unadulterated wicked crime, there was only one thing that could cleanse vile presence of crime that was the hand of blind justice wrecking her blade of vengeance upon it. It just happens to be that the three superheroes were that blade of vengeance and there was nothing that would stop them from their onslaught of justice.
Marc noted that both Marcus and All Might had taken their places in the establishment. Marcus took up a position at the bar coincidently the bar happened to close to where Cardona and his body guards were sitting. All Might had taken position sitting at a table that was a few feet away from Cardona as well.
Mr. Knight took a slow deep breath making his way down towards Cardona's table, the entire area beside the bar was like a dining restaurant with gambling tables in every other section. To the average person even if the entire place was riddled with crime, this place would be a perfect spot to disappear from the world.
Are you ready my son?
I've always been ready.
I don't think you understand what I mean by ready. These men have evaded justice for too long, it's time for vengeance to pay them a visit. Marc, I want you to make them squeal.
Spector's fingers fumbled across the top edges the wooden seat he pulled up in front of Cardona and his two bodyguards. Sitting in front of him Cardona was a shady looking old man wearing a black suit, was about fair height, clean shaven, and almost no hair at all what was there was gray. His bodyguards were tall too wearing black suits themselves, both had short black hair and wearing ear pieces, perhaps both were twins.
"Heh, a man dressed like you, must have business with me, right boys?" Cardona said folding his hands.
"Right mister Cardona." One of the bodyguards said in a surprisingly deep voice.
"Now, what does a nut job like yourself think he's doing waltzin up at my table Uninvited might I add. I sure as Hell hope you ain't one of them vigilantly prime pukes are you!?" The mob-boss said smashing his right hand on the wooden table.
Unflinching from Mr. Knight adjusted his white tie and crossed his legs.
"Now, Now mister Cardona name calling isn't necessary, is this how you treat your guests? I wonder how you treat your men with that temper?"
"How I-" Cardona's eyes widened. "You know what happened to them! Tell what you know about them or I'll have my men splatter your brains across the floor."
Spector's masked eye narrowed his legs uncrossing and placing both of his hands on the table.
"If anyone's splattering brains across floors it won't be you."
"BOLD THREAT!"
"Try me, AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!"
Just on the other side of the casino, All Might shot out of his chair flipping the table in front of him.
"Plus Ultra!" He shouted his muscles flexing tearing the civilian clothes revealing his costume underneath. Coming in fast two of Cardona's men charged for him, swiftly taking a step back All Might grabbed both of them by the back of their heads and smashed them together. Marcus on the other hand still at the bar jumped out of his stool, his hands latching onto one of the gangsters sliding him across the bar table.
By the time Marc had shouted, it was too late Cardona had retreated upstairs to his office, honestly, the old man was pretty fast for his age. The mob-boss' bodyguards though were still at large a problem. Jabbing his gloved hand out Mr. Knight's fingers clutching onto one of the bodyguard's hair forcefully bashing his face on the table. The other guard with hast jumped over the table screaming at the top his lungs swinging for the Night Protector. Not even taking time to think the Silver Avenger's studded gloves gripped tightly around his assaulter's suit coat pulling him close. Instinctively both his right and left hand jabbed into the assailant's face before lifting him up and throwing him on top of the table forcing it to give way.
With his luck out of nowhere, a large bald hulking man stomped his way towards Marc.
"You causing trouble for boss now I break you." The hulking said in a heavy Russian accent.
"Fat chance buddy." Reeling his right fist back Mr. Knight punched the inhumanly large man in the stomach, Knight's masked eyes widening with the sudden surprise.
"Well shit."
"Ha, Ha, Da my turn."
The muscle bound gangsters fists felt like steel as both hooking punches made contact with Mr. Knight's face, knocking him back a few feet.
Shaking his head Mr. Knight paced forward taking off his white suits coat and rolling up his sleeves, with sheer force his right leg smashed into the Russian's groan. The hulking man gave a soft low cry of pain as Mr. Knight threw his coat over his bald head. Forcing him into an headlock Mr. Knight began to beat the gangsters face in with his free hand until his oversized feet buckled inwards onto the floor. With the man still in his arm unconcise Marc took his free hand activating his communicator.
"Alright, gentlemen knock them down, everything in this establishment is illegal so break anything you get your hands on. I'm going after the boss."
Straightening his bleach white tie Mr. Knight gave out his gloved hand in an offer of a hand shake, All Might still grinning from ear to ear accepted. It almost seemed like he was over joyed to see the Avengers like he looked up to them in some way.
"The names Mister Knight but at other times you can call me Moon Knight," Marc said taking back his right hand readjusting the studded glove. "In all respect, I'm thrilled to have you helping us with this business, honestly-- this mission might turn to violence quickly. Are you up to the task of beating some mobsters."
"With pleasure! Beating mobsters, in particular, is why I've been looking for the Avengers, to begin with, actually, but first thing's first: What's the plan?" All Might said his smile growing larger.
Mr. Knight took a step back placing his left hand under his masked chin and took a few seconds ponder on what the best course action would be for dealing with the crime syndicate.
"Hmm... The best I can think of is letting myself walk in first and have an audience with Cardona himself... You two, on the other hand, need to be inside as I'm having the audience but you two need to also keep attention off of the both of you, in better words the element of surprise would be the way to go."
Readjusting his trench coat and taking his gun and concealing it inside his coat Marcus stepped beside All Might.
"Sounds like a sound plan, I guess we're ready when you are," Marcus said cracking his knuckles.
"Does Khonshu ever stop talking when he's not needed... Don't answer that yeah I'm ready."
-
His mouth shut tightly Marc silently marching into the casinos his thoughts focused on the mission at hand. His masked eyes observed his surroundings, illegal prostitution, rigged gambling tables, and bootlegged drinks. The casino reeked with the stench of unadulterated wicked crime, there was only one thing that could cleanse vile presence of crime that was the hand of blind justice wrecking her blade of vengeance upon it. It just happens to be that the three superheroes were that blade of vengeance and there was nothing that would stop them from their onslaught of justice.
Marc noted that both Marcus and All Might had taken their places in the establishment. Marcus took up a position at the bar coincidently the bar happened to close to where Cardona and his body guards were sitting. All Might had taken position sitting at a table that was a few feet away from Cardona as well.
Mr. Knight took a slow deep breath making his way down towards Cardona's table, the entire area beside the bar was like a dining restaurant with gambling tables in every other section. To the average person even if the entire place was riddled with crime, this place would be a perfect spot to disappear from the world.
Are you ready my son?
I've always been ready.
I don't think you understand what I mean by ready. These men have evaded justice for too long, it's time for vengeance to pay them a visit. Marc, I want you to make them squeal.
Spector's fingers fumbled across the top edges the wooden seat he pulled up in front of Cardona and his two bodyguards. Sitting in front of him Cardona was a shady looking old man wearing a black suit, was about fair height, clean shaven, and almost no hair at all what was there was gray. His bodyguards were tall too wearing black suits themselves, both had short black hair and wearing ear pieces, perhaps both were twins.
"Heh, a man dressed like you, must have business with me, right boys?" Cardona said folding his hands.
"Right mister Cardona." One of the bodyguards said in a surprisingly deep voice.
"Now, what does a nut job like yourself think he's doing waltzin up at my table Uninvited might I add. I sure as Hell hope you ain't one of them vigilantly prime pukes are you!?" The mob-boss said smashing his right hand on the wooden table.
Unflinching from Mr. Knight adjusted his white tie and crossed his legs.
"Now, Now mister Cardona name calling isn't necessary, is this how you treat your guests? I wonder how you treat your men with that temper?"
"How I-" Cardona's eyes widened. "You know what happened to them! Tell what you know about them or I'll have my men splatter your brains across the floor."
Spector's masked eye narrowed his legs uncrossing and placing both of his hands on the table.
"If anyone's splattering brains across floors it won't be you."
"BOLD THREAT!"
"Try me, AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!"
Just on the other side of the casino, All Might shot out of his chair flipping the table in front of him.
"Plus Ultra!" He shouted his muscles flexing tearing the civilian clothes revealing his costume underneath. Coming in fast two of Cardona's men charged for him, swiftly taking a step back All Might grabbed both of them by the back of their heads and smashed them together. Marcus on the other hand still at the bar jumped out of his stool, his hands latching onto one of the gangsters sliding him across the bar table.
By the time Marc had shouted, it was too late Cardona had retreated upstairs to his office, honestly, the old man was pretty fast for his age. The mob-boss' bodyguards though were still at large a problem. Jabbing his gloved hand out Mr. Knight's fingers clutching onto one of the bodyguard's hair forcefully bashing his face on the table. The other guard with hast jumped over the table screaming at the top his lungs swinging for the Night Protector. Not even taking time to think the Silver Avenger's studded gloves gripped tightly around his assaulter's suit coat pulling him close. Instinctively both his right and left hand jabbed into the assailant's face before lifting him up and throwing him on top of the table forcing it to give way.
With his luck out of nowhere, a large bald hulking man stomped his way towards Marc.
"You causing trouble for boss now I break you." The hulking said in a heavy Russian accent.
"Fat chance buddy." Reeling his right fist back Mr. Knight punched the inhumanly large man in the stomach, Knight's masked eyes widening with the sudden surprise.
"Well shit."
"Ha, Ha, Da my turn."
The muscle bound gangsters fists felt like steel as both hooking punches made contact with Mr. Knight's face, knocking him back a few feet.
Shaking his head Mr. Knight paced forward taking off his white suits coat and rolling up his sleeves, with sheer force his right leg smashed into the Russian's groan. The hulking man gave a soft low cry of pain as Mr. Knight threw his coat over his bald head. Forcing him into an headlock Mr. Knight began to beat the gangsters face in with his free hand until his oversized feet buckled inwards onto the floor. With the man still in his arm unconcise Marc took his free hand activating his communicator.
"Alright, gentlemen knock them down, everything in this establishment is illegal so break anything you get your hands on. I'm going after the boss."
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