12506/Late Night Withdrawals

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Late Night Withdrawals
Date of Scene: 30 November 2020
Location: NYC
Synopsis: How not to rob a bank
Cast of Characters: Spider-Man, Winter Soldier




Spider-Man has posed:
It's evening, past banker's hours, as it were. To Most everyone, the scene at North Regions Bank would appear to be a quiet one, with an armored truck up and some guards loading it up. Something bothered Spidey about the scene as he swung by. He ended up perched across the street atop a lightpole. It only took a moment to realize that someone's knocked the cameras out in the area, and that not all the lights that should be on in the bank were. Swinging over for a quick peek reveals that the folks inside had the vault opened with some heavy equipment, so... in he goes through one of the windows.

The scene inside goes about like it usually does, Spidey webbing one or two guys up, making a comment about 'After-Hours Withdrawals' not being a feature of the bank, a couple guns firing, thugs scrambling to take cover. The ones shooting at him get taken down, but some of the others make it to the armored truck yelling "GO GO! It's a cape!!" And, as much as it can, the heavy truck kicks it into gear as the doors slam shut on it, tearing down the highway at a somewhat dangerous speed. A block down, three other SUV's take up position along its flank and rear, obviously protecting it. The bank alarm sounds about the time Spidey swings out of the building in pursuit.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    What the bank robbers don't yet know, is that their day is going to get significantly worse. Clearly clued in on the metahuman protection of the city, they may have forgotten about the more mundane. A silent alarm had gone off in the bank, pressed by a nondescript clerk who had been tasked with protecting one particular safe deposit box, by an agency that would rather not have the world know what's inside it. This particular alarm didn't bother with police, but instead got routed directly to the owners of the deposit box, who in turn activated an emergency protocol.

    Slightly behind, but catching up fast, the Winter Soldier comes roaring down the highway on a high powered bike. Not the one he lovingly built himself, no, it's one of the soulless machines in tactical matte black with a tyre profile like it wants to eat the world, and an engine that could out-perform many production racing cars. It might not be his baby, but it's fast... and accelerating.

    He's a figure of grim determination, looking like he was stamped out of a press for a single purpose, his masked face bringing with it the promise of imminent violence and almost certain violent death. And yet for all that few people would recognise the figure. Those that do? They try to be elsewhere.

    There's no call for anyone to pull over, no request that they hand over what they've stolen and themselves in... No, on his bike, Bucky readies a submachine gun one-handed, starting to take aim at the tires of the trailing SUV.

Spider-Man has posed:
Spider-man is on the case! And in the chase! Web-line, web-swing over and over again. There's an inward groan as he sees the backup flanking the truck. Predictably, a couple guys lean out and pop off a shot or two. Webhead manages to adjust trajectory just enough each time to have the bullets wiff off into the night. Once close enough he lands on the top of one of the SUV's as a thug pops his head out one of the side windows to start shooting. "Hi, don't suppose you guys will just slow this down if I ask nicely?" There's a moment of silence, then, "Hard way then." As the thug gets a bead on him, there's already a web attached to him, then before the trigger is pulled, Spidey does something that fires another web, connected to the original one, to a nearby pole. The web goes taut and the thug goes out the window. One down and... goodie, now someone else is shooting. Spidey leaps to another SUV as the tires to that one take a bullet. The thugs aren't too detered, returning fire as best they can.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    The sound of automatic gunfire rips the air, a burst of disciplined fire slamming into the tires of the SUV. Bucky sways the bike around to make a more difficult target, but sparks on the bodywork show that the armor is taking hits. It doesn't seem to slow the man down, weaving to the other side of the SUV and firing another burst into the tires, the steering rack and the engine. He's not here for prisoners, he's here to remove the obstacles between him and the armored truck.

    A flash of red helps him track the position of Spider-man, casually dropping the magazine from the MP7 and reloading in a matter of moments, taking his hands off the handlebar as if he has no fear whatsoever of becoming a road pancake.

    A full broadside goes into the front cabin of the SUV, and that is all the time the Winter Soldier has for that vehicle. Either it's down or it's not, but he's done playing with it.

    Instead, he guns the throttle to start pulling alongside the SUV flanking to the right.

    "I have this one, you take the other!" The voice, like a rock crusher in a gravel pit, calls over to his acrobatic wall-crawling ally.

Spider-Man has posed:
Full Broadside seems to have done the trick. The car swerves back and forth a few times, the shredded tire's hub creating sparks before it finally bumps up on the curb, hits a hydrant and ends up rolling to one side and skidding to a stop. No one seems to get out and run for it.

Spidey, while he does listen and hop to the car indicated "His", does call back "Ok, but maybe less ruthless murder?" Peter's a little squeamish it seems, never developed the taste for it. That said, the guy that leans out to shoot him from the sunroof has his gun pulled from him and he too gets a rather rough exit from the car and somehow stuck to a sign. Spider-man then dives off the side of the car, sticks a web on each side of the passanger side window, pulls and kicks through the glass. It's hard to see what happens, but there's sound of close quarters combat, the cabin lighting up a few times from gunfire. Most of the windows are now shot out or knocked out, and a pair of pistols tumble out. After that, the vehicle slows, and as it passes under a streetlight, one can see the guys inside all webbed up. Before it completely stops, Spidey's out the Sunroof, swinging after the Armored car and last remaining SUV.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    "No promises." Comes the retort as Bucky accelerates towards the SUV and pulls alongside it. The thug leaning out with a gun is unceremoniously pulled from the car, although the Winter Soldier does make a point of angling away so at least he doesn't get run over. How he deals with the nigh infinite friction coefficient of the air-ground interface is entirely up to him though.

    Leaning over, the Winter Soldier reaches out with his left hand... a gloved hand, the astute observer will note... and grabs the passenger door. There is a squeal of metal followed by a shower of sparks as the door is ripped clean off the cabin.

    Inside the vehicle, a panicked driver tries to reach for a gun, quickly swerving the SUV to the right to crush the maniac on the bike that seems intent on boarding, but it's too late... As the bike is rammed off the road and goes skidding into the rail, bursting into flames as it does, Bucky leaps for the cabin and hauls himself inside.

    The driver looks to his right, the gun in his hand trembling.

    The Winter Soldier looks back, cocking his head to the side.

    A few very crowded moments full of incident happen, after which the driver is flung from the cabin horizontally through the missing door.

    Bucky's foot steps on the accelerator, making straight for the armored truck.

Spider-Man has posed:
It's taking a few moments for Spider-man to catch up. He winces as he sees a couple guys flung out of cars. He manages to swing across the street and attach a line to the armored truck and pull himself so he's sticking to the passenger side of the truck.

As the newly aquired SUV starts to speed right toward the truck, the armored rear doors fling open. Two guys are in it. One in a high-tech looking visor that has a, for lack of a better term "SciFi gun" attached to a backpack by a heavy cable. The second guy seems to be wearing all dark clothes, ski mask (Bad guy classic), and some sort of bullet proof vest. As he pulls his gloves off, however, smoke and then flames start up. The first guy doesn't give him a chance, though. The heavy, space gun is pointed at the car, sides of the barrel glow and then there's a loud "WRRRRP" sound as it expels some sort of heavy round at the SUV. The angle takes it in the hood, probably shredding the engine and sending the car into a full on forward-flip.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    You know it's going to be a bad day when there's heavy firepower in the back of an armored truck. Behind the wheel, Bucky's eyes narrow at the futuristic looking weapon, takes a moment to notice the apparent use of a mutant powers, and then empties what remains of his MP7 straight through the windshield. He's not expecting it to do much, but in a few moments, that windshield is going to be in the way.

    All he has to do now is wedge the accelerator, climb up onto the hood and --

    WRRRP!

    Bucky is still behind the wheel when the shot impacts the engine, sending it through the firewall and wrecking both steering as well as the gear box in the same effort. Rear wheels leave the road and the truck flips as if picked up by a giant, spinning end over end before crashing down onto the road, flipping over and rolling in the wake of the rapidly disappearing armored truck.

    Smoke, sparks, the sound of tortured metal...

    With a hiss of boiling coolant and rapidly evaporating transmission fluid, the SUV comes to a halt, wreathed in smoke.

    After a few moments, a metal fist punches through the mangled driver's side door and rips it completely off the wrecked bodywork.

    If any thug is looking back, they may just about see the Winter Soldier emerging from the wreck, looking thoroughly pissed off, before traffic hides him from view.

Spider-Man has posed:
The two goons look pleased with themselves. The fire-guy holds a fist out for a fistbump, his fist still actually on fire at the moment, while the other one looks at him as if he's an idiot, then points to the side of the truck. Both guys look around, trying to spot where Spider-man went.

The mutant gets an eye-full of webbing as he peeks around, then a blur of red and blue swings around, attaches another web and pulls himself into the truck for some more close-combat fun.

Heavy Gun guy swings the weapon around to try to aim, but it's too bulky and ends up with the barrel webbed to the ground and Spidey taking a swing at him while the mutant seems to activly be burning the web off his eyes.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    For a while, Spider-man will have to fight on his own. A terse conversation is being had over secure comms, to provide new transportation for the Winter Soldier. The reason it's taking a bit longer than normal is that nobody really wants to be the one to respond to the call, given the mood he's very obviously in. But not too long after, verniers alter the vectored thrust of a Quinjet, re-routing it to a very specific spot on the highway, where Bucky will be waiting.

    But like all government responses, it'll take a little while.

Spider-Man has posed:
It's a bit of a fight too. Spidey takes a swing at the guy, misses, and is about to do another, when he gets that familar buzz in his head and leaps up to the ceiling to avoid a gout of fire shot his way. He tries another web, but the flamey mutant manages to burn it before it gets to him, and the other guy turns out has a smaller gun, also wired into the backpack. He takes a quick aim at the hero, but is thrown off as the Truck takes a turn, and then seems to shake, as if the driver thinks he can throw someone who can stick to the ceiling off balance. Long story short, the shot goes wide but does slag a small part of the truck's door.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    Did someone order cavalry? Because if not, boy, is there going to be hell to pay.

    Well, perhaps perdition is already due.

    The Quinjet screams overhead, its ramp lowered and thrusters angled down. Without even looking twice, Bucky steps into the void and falls towards the truck, landing heavily on hands and knees... actually leaving a dent in the roof. A moment is taken to assess the situation, and then he's advancing on the flame-mutant, unarmed. "Okay, round two. Any particular attachment to these two, web head?"

Spider-Man has posed:
"Just not a fan of murder," Spidey explains in response as the place where he just lept from gets turned into melted metal. The tech guy gets a web to the foot this time, and with a tug on the line, he lands back hard with a grunt, but apparently has some wrist-mounted cutting laser he uses to take another swap at Spidey. "Whoa there, champ, you can put an eye out with that," is the quick retort as he jumps out of the way.

The mutant seems to grin as he's approached. "Finally, a challenge." And then he starts to hurl fire at the new challenger. He doesn't seem to be a pro, none of the fire very accurate, but there's a lot of it.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    "Noted."

    If Bucky was going to say anything else, it's interrupted by the gout of flame coming his way. It's uncanny though... one moment he was standing there, on the swaying roof, the next moment he's not. Still on the roof, mind you, but flat on his back and sliding towards the mutant with one leg forward, aimed for the knee. Seems this man is quick. Devilishly quick...

    Supersoldier quick.

    There might be just enough time for the mutant to realise his mistake.

Spider-Man has posed:
A few more slices of the laser, the tech thug cuts himself free. There's also a soft thunk as he cuts the heavy gun free as well. He doesn't pick it up, going instead for a few more slag-shots from the pistol. They miss, as if Spider-man had some supernatural sense to avoid danger, he'd fire another shot or two, but the weapon seems to be overheating and is dropped so it is just hanging by the cord. He then pulls out yet another trick, his other wrist having some sort of laser drill. It doesn't slag as easilly, but it's fast and keeps Spidey on the run. "Whoa, whoa," he cries, then seems to move just side enough that the tech's thrust goes past him. Another foot stuck to the floor and, as the guy stumbles, Spidey manages to grab the pack and quickly yank a few "Important looking" cables from it and the glow dims.

If the tech guy was the hardened pro of a heist movie, the flame guy is the last-minute pull that someone vouched for saying that its fine, he's Cool, but he's not cool. Truth be told, he hurls blast after blast, and even missing doesn't seem to actually notice how poorly he's doing now. He tries to throw up a wall of fire, saying "Yeah, you better run," without checking if the opponent is actually running.

Winter Soldier has posed:
    Spoiler alert: he wasn't.

    Bucky's boot makes solid contact with the mutant's knee, enough to send the flaming man down to the deck, face first. The Winter Soldier rises like an avenging fury, hauling the mutant up by the scruff of his neck, metal fingers gripping tight on the black cloth of his body suit. "I am trying..."

    *BONK* The mutant meets the left wall of the van's armored interior.

    "... to subdue you, so..."

    *BONK* After meeting the left wall, the flaming mutant is now introduced full-force to the opposite wall.

    "... stay..."

    *WHAM* Another dent in the roof, caused by high-speed metal to mutant contact.

    "... subdued!"

    *CLONK* The floor is where this started, the floor is where it ends. Subscriber will not answer calls for the foreseeable future.

    "Right then..."

Spider-Man has posed:
Tech guy down, Spidey turns to help do-away with flame guy, only to see him subdued. "Well... sure, I was just about to do that. Yeah." He crosses his arms, "Guess I'll try to stop the van, you want to beat the driver up when he hops out to see what the heck's going on?" Without waiting for an answer, Spidey leans over the edge of the truck, flicking a pair of devices to the axel. There's a soft pop and web goes everywhere, tires gummed up, strands of webbing attaching to buildings and the ground, stretching until the vehicle is forced to a hault. The last guy, the driver, hops out with a simple pistol, sees the webs, sees his cover's gone and just heads for the hills.

"Or, that. I mean I bet you can catch up to him," Spidey says. "I'd notify the authorities, but something tells me you're kind of authoritative, right? You can handle the cleanup? "Also, where can I get one of those planes?"

Winter Soldier has posed:
    "You're not wrong." Bucky grins, for a moment removing the cloth cover from what is unmistakably a SHIELD badge. That should, hopefully, also answer the question about the jet, although he's very happy to add to his usual taciturn dialogue now that the mission is quite obviously a success. "Eat your veggies, save up, who knows... Or pick one up second hand. I'm halfway sure Stark has half a dozen around he doesn't need. Can't guarantee they'll still be in flyable condition though."

    He looks from Spider-man, to the fleeing driver, back to the vigilante... and sighs. "Well, I best go get the last cockroach. Never know where they scurry to. And then two weeks later you've got a new infestation. Been real, kid. Stay safe."

    His boots thump the ground as he hops out of the van and takes off running. That driver? No chance...