13122/High Pressure

High Pressure
Date of Scene:	26 April 2021
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Punisher, Rift

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Punisher has posed:
It's a typical night in New York, the city that never sleeps. It's also a city with plenty of activity under the surface.

Somewhere in northern New York, a hotel has just had an assassination of a mob figure, and the Punisher has jumped out of the window and parachuted his way to the rooftop nearby with the escorts that were guarding the underworld figure shooting pistols and sub-machine guns down towards that roof. He's already dived for cover behind an air conditioning unit, and is pinned. For now.

Looks like an extended standoff, with gunfire ringing out into the night towards the Punisher... with the Punisher waiting for them to run out of ammo.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua was idly drifting through the sky after class - low enough not to bother airplanes, but high enough to be mostly unnoticed by people on the street - basically just above the rooftops. Rift glows with an eerie red aura as she flinches at the gunfire. She then moves herself to float over the standoff, making sure she has all participants in range as she prepares herself to stop it.

Punisher has posed:
Metas, supers, and mutants are nothing new for the Punisher. His war is constantly bringing him up against the unknown, and he shouts, "Get out of here before you get hurt!" at Kitora as he briefly aims over the unit and fires his M4 Carbine into a window in a burst fire.

A man is one of the windows drops -or rather, gets knocked back- out of view as the headshot lands, and he gets behind the unit again, a new round of gunfire showering his position.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua growls softly. "Enough!" she yells as a large red circle forms under her and spreads to encompass everyone around - larger than she cna normally pull off. Anyone in the red glow would become very heavy - weighing four times their normal weight - enough to knock a normal man down flat. "No more guns. I hate guns." She rubs her right upper arm as she focuses, trying to make sure everyone's flat - not sure who's friend or foe.

Punisher has posed:
It's like a sledgehammer from above, only without the blunt force. He goes to the ground with a grunt, and those inside of that hotel window are just flattened against the floor right alongside the Punisher.

Of course, the Punisher isn't quite normal. Obsessed with keeping in peak form, the trenchcoat and skull vest wearing man makes an effort to sling his carbine over his back... then starts to 'crawl' along the rooftop with obvious effort.

Kitora can see him crawling as he heads for the fire escape from the rooftop. Slowly, but surely.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua is still focusing, eyebrow raised as she sees one man able to withstand her gravity-casting. He's mobile, but isn't pointing a gun so calls that a win. She is just trying to maintain it, sweat glistening on her brow. "No more shooting each other like Columbian drug cartels, geez. This is New York City, not the worst place on Earth!" She just shouts it, glad she can't hear any gunfire.

Punisher has posed:
"I'm not a cartel, girl." The Punisher grunts out as he reaches the fire escape. "I'm the Punisher."

He starts heading down the stairs. He'll be out of sight in a moment...

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua just calls out, "No more gunfire!" And suddenly, the red glow is gone, along with the increased weight as Rift sways a bit dizzily as she slowly drifts down after you. "Oh - I've seen that outfit before in the news.... you are known as the Punisher. I suppose you started this insanity," she mutters distastefully.