08-16-2016, 07:31 AM
"Ugh! The hell is this stuff?"
The goop had coated most of his face. Frantically, he tried to wipe the shit off of his lenses and face, but whatever this was, it was sticky. It had even gotten into his mouth! One hand went to the beers on his belt while the other flung thick globs of ooze off his face. He could hear Deadpool bemoaning his lack of vision, and hunting around the office as he rinsed his mouth out with the fine lager, spitting it on the floor and trying to get the nasty, sickly sweet taste of rot out of his mouth.
He drank the rest of the beer and pulled his makeshift headband off, sliding up his goggle to rest on his forehead. The goop was sticking hard to his tech, and he couldn't afford to waste any more time while the fox woman was stalking around. Warning Deadpool of her gadgets, he regained his bearings and sheathed his katana to repair the chipping it had incurred when he sliced the paint can.
"You know," He spoke aloud as he joined Deadpool in stalking around the desks and office type cover, looking for the unseen inspector. "I was more than willing to try and come to a peaceful agreement...but just like one of -my- cops, you shot first and asked later."
Suddenly, Wade chopped a ladder in half, apparently taking aim at what he thought was Carmelita. But in the gloom behind him, the hacker saw the familiar pre-light of an electrical discharge. "Your flank!" The mercenary parried the shot and Hiro spotted a red fluffy tail dive behind another patch of heavy rubble.
Together, they crept forward into the corner, blocking any possible exit for the crafty lawwoman. "I just wanted to go home. I haven't had a shower in two days. And you just hit me with fucking island jizz. So, please don't take it personally if I end up killing you. Or you could just put your little law enforcement boner on hold and get out of here with us."
His ears burned red for a half second, and the cyber samurai turned to see something red and circular swinging towards him like a mace. It was pure reflex that allowed him to parry the blow with a swipe from his machete. But it was tactics and quick thinking that allowed him to make his next move.
Pulling the machete away, he heard a click as Carmelita hung up her cuffs on her belt and drew her pistol once more, taking aim. But as she brought it up to bear, Hiro crouched slightly and unleashed a wide sweep kick that caused her to stumble and lose her balance. As soon as the kick landed, he hit a few buttons on his wristcomp and took a deep breath as the fox woman tried to scoot backwards, only to press up against a solid green mesh cage.
"Ten seconds, Inspector Fox. I hope you've had martial arts training." They railed against each other, the confines of the vector cage making it very hard to maneuver. Hiro had expected an advantage, simply based on his height difference, but Carmelita was a surprisingly adept boxer. He felt furry fists sock him in the ribs more than once, and his head snapped back with a particularly strong uppercut. But he gave as good as he got, his natural speed and reflexes aiding him in landing crucial punches and chops. Deadpool watched the short kerfuffle, having produced a large white sign that said "ROUND ONE" that he paraded around the perimeter.
Just as the cage faded, both fighters bruised and bloody, Hiro feinted left with a hook while sliding his repaired katana out of it's sheath with his other hand. The fox woman took the bait and juked right into the waiting blade of his sword. Hiro held it against the side of her throat and kept his wrist steady as she froze and glared at him. "You really turned out to be a son of a bitch, huh."
Hiro shook his head, panting. "We can stop now. Just let it go, and come with us. You can try and "arrest" Karl once we're off this fucking island, although I doubt it'll go anywhere." Carmelita cracked a smirk, as if she knew a joke that Hiro didn't. "Maybe not, but I know something else that will."
The hacker tilted his head in confusion, and then his eyes went wide with realization and all the air came out of his lungs in one high pitched squeak. She'd kicked him! She kicked him right in the goddamn balls!
He crumpled over, dropping his sword and clutching his groin in pain. Deadpool came at her from behind, but she was ready for it. Another ball of electricity arced from her hip area and right at the mercenary's face. "AAAGGGHHHH, GOD FUCKING DAMNIT NOT AGAIN! HIRO, I'M GOING TO STAB YOUR WRITER!"
The assassin flailed with his katana like a blender, hoping to catch the crafty fox woman in a vital spot. She tried to fake backwards, but tripped over the still prone figure of Hiro, still trying to regain his breath. Scrabbling away across the floor, the hacker made a wild grab (with his free hand, not the one cradling his damaged privates) and closed it tightly around Carmelita's ankle. "Now...-wheeze-.....now who's the bitch?....oww...."
The goop had coated most of his face. Frantically, he tried to wipe the shit off of his lenses and face, but whatever this was, it was sticky. It had even gotten into his mouth! One hand went to the beers on his belt while the other flung thick globs of ooze off his face. He could hear Deadpool bemoaning his lack of vision, and hunting around the office as he rinsed his mouth out with the fine lager, spitting it on the floor and trying to get the nasty, sickly sweet taste of rot out of his mouth.
He drank the rest of the beer and pulled his makeshift headband off, sliding up his goggle to rest on his forehead. The goop was sticking hard to his tech, and he couldn't afford to waste any more time while the fox woman was stalking around. Warning Deadpool of her gadgets, he regained his bearings and sheathed his katana to repair the chipping it had incurred when he sliced the paint can.
"You know," He spoke aloud as he joined Deadpool in stalking around the desks and office type cover, looking for the unseen inspector. "I was more than willing to try and come to a peaceful agreement...but just like one of -my- cops, you shot first and asked later."
Suddenly, Wade chopped a ladder in half, apparently taking aim at what he thought was Carmelita. But in the gloom behind him, the hacker saw the familiar pre-light of an electrical discharge. "Your flank!" The mercenary parried the shot and Hiro spotted a red fluffy tail dive behind another patch of heavy rubble.
Together, they crept forward into the corner, blocking any possible exit for the crafty lawwoman. "I just wanted to go home. I haven't had a shower in two days. And you just hit me with fucking island jizz. So, please don't take it personally if I end up killing you. Or you could just put your little law enforcement boner on hold and get out of here with us."
His ears burned red for a half second, and the cyber samurai turned to see something red and circular swinging towards him like a mace. It was pure reflex that allowed him to parry the blow with a swipe from his machete. But it was tactics and quick thinking that allowed him to make his next move.
Pulling the machete away, he heard a click as Carmelita hung up her cuffs on her belt and drew her pistol once more, taking aim. But as she brought it up to bear, Hiro crouched slightly and unleashed a wide sweep kick that caused her to stumble and lose her balance. As soon as the kick landed, he hit a few buttons on his wristcomp and took a deep breath as the fox woman tried to scoot backwards, only to press up against a solid green mesh cage.
"Ten seconds, Inspector Fox. I hope you've had martial arts training." They railed against each other, the confines of the vector cage making it very hard to maneuver. Hiro had expected an advantage, simply based on his height difference, but Carmelita was a surprisingly adept boxer. He felt furry fists sock him in the ribs more than once, and his head snapped back with a particularly strong uppercut. But he gave as good as he got, his natural speed and reflexes aiding him in landing crucial punches and chops. Deadpool watched the short kerfuffle, having produced a large white sign that said "ROUND ONE" that he paraded around the perimeter.
Just as the cage faded, both fighters bruised and bloody, Hiro feinted left with a hook while sliding his repaired katana out of it's sheath with his other hand. The fox woman took the bait and juked right into the waiting blade of his sword. Hiro held it against the side of her throat and kept his wrist steady as she froze and glared at him. "You really turned out to be a son of a bitch, huh."
Hiro shook his head, panting. "We can stop now. Just let it go, and come with us. You can try and "arrest" Karl once we're off this fucking island, although I doubt it'll go anywhere." Carmelita cracked a smirk, as if she knew a joke that Hiro didn't. "Maybe not, but I know something else that will."
The hacker tilted his head in confusion, and then his eyes went wide with realization and all the air came out of his lungs in one high pitched squeak. She'd kicked him! She kicked him right in the goddamn balls!
He crumpled over, dropping his sword and clutching his groin in pain. Deadpool came at her from behind, but she was ready for it. Another ball of electricity arced from her hip area and right at the mercenary's face. "AAAGGGHHHH, GOD FUCKING DAMNIT NOT AGAIN! HIRO, I'M GOING TO STAB YOUR WRITER!"
The assassin flailed with his katana like a blender, hoping to catch the crafty fox woman in a vital spot. She tried to fake backwards, but tripped over the still prone figure of Hiro, still trying to regain his breath. Scrabbling away across the floor, the hacker made a wild grab (with his free hand, not the one cradling his damaged privates) and closed it tightly around Carmelita's ankle. "Now...-wheeze-.....now who's the bitch?....oww...."
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