107/Noir Streets in Gotham

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Noir Streets in Gotham
Date of Scene: 22 April 2017
Location: Gotham City
Synopsis: Summary needed.
Cast of Characters: Ravager, Sarah Osborn




Ravager has posed:
Gotham has an eerie, heavy feeling tonight, and it looks like it just stopped raining, but it's still a little humid and uncomfortable outside even though night descends on the city. Rose Wilson wears her tattered leather jacket and jean shorts to fit in, sneaking a cigarette that everybody else probably would disapprove of. Some dubious looking guys file out of The Purple Club, which is on the same street, and cross in front of Rose Wilson. They seem to be drunk and eyeing the girl, maybe wondering why she carries a katana sword that looks like something they might like. Thunder rolls in the distance.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah strolls around the corner. If fitting in is the name of the game, she probably does not. She is wearing what looks to be a green body stocking with a scale pattern on it like a snake. She is also wearing a bandoleer with a funny looking gun at the hip. She has painted her face with make-up that...while not really well done as make-up, does a very good job of hiding how she really looke. She looks the drunks over and then seems to idnore them...though she somehow comes off as a teenage girl trying to look adult and dangerous

Ravager has posed:
The swarmy men seem to believe that they own the street, and they cut off the sidewalk, blocking the path of Rose and Sarah as she walks off, "Where's the par-tay?" they ask the girls. Rose is not drunk but her eyes are still bloodshot and stressed, as if she might be really annoyed at being up so long. As she stops walking, she frowns like an annoyed teenager and takes her cig from her mouth, "Get the f--- out of my way," she mutters.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah says, "The last party I went to ende up with a lot of people under arrest. You probably do not want to party with me." Actually, the way she says the word PARTY makes it sound foreign to her tongue, as if it is a word she barely nows. She does fall into what Rose recognizes as a decent combat stance, though the thugs probably do not realize it. Her hands stay clear of her weapon.

Ravager has posed:
One of the men holds up his hands defensively, "Okay okay, don't kick my ass," he explains to the girls, then steps out of Rose's way and moves aside for Sarah. As Rose starts walking again, he steps in front of her again like a jerk and she stops again, which his pals laugh at. One of them grabs Rose's arm and the other grabs for Sarah too, "Hey wait, don't go," they explain to the girls and laugh like seedy noir jerks. The mist swirls as Rose narrows her eyes.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah grabs the hand that reaches for her by the wrist and starts to squeeze. She can crush bricks with her bare hands, but settles for a painful lesson as she twists the arm to force the thug to his knees. He will cooperate...or the arm will break, it is up to him. She gives a mocking smile, "Just WHO do you think you are dealing with?"

Ravager has posed:
As Sarah crushes the man's hand, his friends rush at the girls with the fever of a Hong Kong martial arts movie. Rose twists in place, withdrawing her gleaming sword and slices the man's fingers, who dare touch her. He goes down on the ground, "Ahhh! AHHH!" he lets out. The thunder rolls again. She turns, changing her grip on the katana, stepping back near Sarah as the men close in on her. "Kill them!" the five men shout. They are brandishing daggers as try to grab them.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah ducks the first man and pushes him into the second man...hard. Both of them skid back about ten feet. hopefully neither of them impaled the other on the knives. The third man uses the opening to cut at Sarah...who takes a slash across the cheek that bleeds profusely as head wounds do.

Ravager has posed:
Three men seem to be ganging up on Rose Wilson, which makes for a difficult situation, despite them being weak assholes. "Assholes!" Rose says, to emphasize this point. Two of them grab at Rose's arms, trying to immobilize her as the other slices at the shoulder and chest of her jacket and shirt. She puts her booted foot to the guy's chest and gives him a push. He takes a bad tumble over his car and lands awkwardly.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
The wound on Sarah's cheek stops bleeding, her body seals wounds quickly, especially shallow ones, but it is hard to tell because the blood on her cheek is still gleaming like...well like freshly spilled blood. Sarah kicks the knife from the hand of the man who cut her, grabs the knife from mid-air, and throws it so the hilt hits the hand that is holding Rose's right wrist.

Ravager has posed:
The thugs seem to be falling all over themselves as the girls start to mop up the joint. Sarah stabs one of the men holding Rose and he yells out in pain, starting to run off as he's really a coward. The other lets Rose go and frowns in surprise, maybe not expecting the girls to be so much trouble. He steps back and rolls up his sleeves, taking a martial arts stance. He motions to Sarah to bring it, like in a movie or something, "Come on," he says to her. Rose smirks and pouts at her torn jacket, and she pats her shoulder cause she's bleeding a lil bit, "Kick his ass!" she encourages.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah is only decent in martial arts, if you count her actual level of skill, but when you add in her strength and reflexes...well she is something more than just skilled. She fakes a swing, then fakes a low roundhouse kick, before suddenly jumping up into a flip that has her strike the thug on the back of the neck just above the shoulder blades before landing of the ground behind hime and finishing with a literal kick to his backside.

Ravager has posed:
As if on cue, the man doesn't even have time to throw a response to Sarah before flopping over and tumbling into some metal garbage cans. Rose smirks and nods approvingly, "Nice," she says to Sarah, apparently liking the way the men were kicked around and dealt with. She leans over and picks up her smokes off the ground, apparently having dropped them during the fight, "Want a smoke?" she asks.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah, the blood on her face already turning to scabs, takes a cigarette, but fumbles with is as if uncertain what to do with one. She has not smoked and, while it will not hurt her with her metabolism, she tends to avoid things like smoking and drugs. Still,it might not be a bad idea to be able to fit in to the kinds of places where people DO smoke. Then again, fitting in has never been Sarah's forte.

Ravager has posed:
The men don't seem to be much threat anymore and Rose puts her sword away, as if satisfied Sarah has kicked their ass enough. Rose puts a hand on her hip and says, "Uhh, so what do I call you?" she asks as she puffs on her own cigarette again. She offers to light the cigarette of Sarah.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah considers...she is not in her full gear so she is not Goblin-girl, but she is also not going to be Sarah when whe is kicking tail and taking names, she says, "Raptor will do." Raptor...like the dinosaur from the movies...they have scaled skin two legs and are very dangerous.

Ravager has posed:
Rose Wilson gives a nod as Sarah tells her the alias, "Raptor? Like in Jurassic Park?" she asks, "Okay," she says, "Some people know me as Ravager," she explains to Sarah.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah says, "The name sounds familiar. Some kind of enhanced mercenary, correct?" Sarah reads everything...and while her memory is not quite perfect she retains most of what she reads. She is more an inventor than a tactition, interested in inventions and gixmos and chemistry and the like.

Ravager has posed:
Rose Wilson takes her cigarette and flicks some ash, then smirks and gives a nod to what Sarah says, "Yeah. Just remember, you didn't see me here," she tells her.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah smiles...which looks particularly grim with the blood on her face, though Rose may realize Raptor is almost totally healed already. She says, "How can I have seen you here, when I was never here in the first place?" She tastes the Cigarette, decides she dislikes it, and discards it into a puddle of water.

Ravager has posed:
Rose Wilson puffs on her cigarette before flicking it away too, "Heh," she snickers and giggles, "I'd kick more ass but I gotta go," she tells her. She decides not to say much more as the humid mist swirls. She walks off.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
The woman in the green body stocking walks off back the wauy she came. In moments a motorcycle can be heard and an eerie green headlight shines through the mist for a moment before the taililght shows as it speeds away.