10-23-2017, 12:39 PM
The first of many bullets was rejected from his body. It lands on the tile floor with a high pitching ting, leaving a small red splotch behind as it bounced. "He'll be fine, the wound's too high to hit an artery. Might've clipped a nut though, poor guy." What Stein was trying to say was he was incapacitated by pain alone. The ricocheted bullet had clipped the man's inner thigh, but for the most part he was otherwise unharmed. The same was true for the second thug. In fact, only the drug dealer himself seemed to be in critical condition.
Matthew had introduced himself as the man sent in when heroes could not finish the job. Had he not arrived, this particular hero would have had the job covered - and he did not even have to attack. Of course, Matthew probably had no idea exactly how Stein did it, unless this place was wired to record him. The man had no guns, no swords, no weapons of any kind. He just seemed like the average Joe, complete with more bullet holes than all the G.I. Joes combined.
"Or just give up your evil ways and be a valued and productive citizen..." There was an option, right? Stein was not judging, but... Matthew looked to be a bit softer than his words implied. He was allowing them to continue selling? Even with stipulations, that was not in the job description of a hero. "If I catch you guys again, the sequel won't be fit for Youtube. I think they have a rule against gore." The threat factor had been upped at this point. The thug Matthew was coercing was already cringing. The other was on the verge of passing out from pain - but he heard well enough.
Turning his focus back on Matthew, Stein's just... sighs. "Why are you being so nice to them? Possession with intend to sell, assault with a deadly weapon, attempted murder, breaking and entering, trespassing... squatting." He was not a lawyer, but that was quite a list. "Your house though. You do with 'em what you like."
Considering he was not invited, Stein realized that he too was trespassing. Jaw shifting, he decided it best he take his leave. Not that Matthew seemed the type to kick him out. Nice guy, really, but he definitely had a higher tolerance than Stein did. "It was nice meeting you, dude. Sorry for the mess, I'm sure baking soda will buff that right out." The hero lifts the bandanna back over the bridge of his nose.
"I'll keep a look out now and then to make sure no one else makes their mistake." Matthew's allowance of crime showed that he was not exactly what Stein would recognize as a hero, so he treated the man as a citizen. The offer of a patrol was just something he did back in his C-class days. He might as well bring it back, since he was basically a C-class hero here anyway.
Matthew had introduced himself as the man sent in when heroes could not finish the job. Had he not arrived, this particular hero would have had the job covered - and he did not even have to attack. Of course, Matthew probably had no idea exactly how Stein did it, unless this place was wired to record him. The man had no guns, no swords, no weapons of any kind. He just seemed like the average Joe, complete with more bullet holes than all the G.I. Joes combined.
"Or just give up your evil ways and be a valued and productive citizen..." There was an option, right? Stein was not judging, but... Matthew looked to be a bit softer than his words implied. He was allowing them to continue selling? Even with stipulations, that was not in the job description of a hero. "If I catch you guys again, the sequel won't be fit for Youtube. I think they have a rule against gore." The threat factor had been upped at this point. The thug Matthew was coercing was already cringing. The other was on the verge of passing out from pain - but he heard well enough.
Turning his focus back on Matthew, Stein's just... sighs. "Why are you being so nice to them? Possession with intend to sell, assault with a deadly weapon, attempted murder, breaking and entering, trespassing... squatting." He was not a lawyer, but that was quite a list. "Your house though. You do with 'em what you like."
Considering he was not invited, Stein realized that he too was trespassing. Jaw shifting, he decided it best he take his leave. Not that Matthew seemed the type to kick him out. Nice guy, really, but he definitely had a higher tolerance than Stein did. "It was nice meeting you, dude. Sorry for the mess, I'm sure baking soda will buff that right out." The hero lifts the bandanna back over the bridge of his nose.
"I'll keep a look out now and then to make sure no one else makes their mistake." Matthew's allowance of crime showed that he was not exactly what Stein would recognize as a hero, so he treated the man as a citizen. The offer of a patrol was just something he did back in his C-class days. He might as well bring it back, since he was basically a C-class hero here anyway.