4509/Once captured...twiced escaped

Once captured...twiced escaped
Date of Scene:	24 May 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Crusader, Gigas

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Crusader has posed:
It has been a few weeks since...mabey few days (space-time is weird) since Crusader has narrowly escaped having his mind wiped and made into...who knows what by the very people that created...whatever he is he is made up of now. But life must go on, they were under going repairs...and he had to prepare for possible retaleation.
    To this in, having just come back from Knowhere with new parts. He just enters the Sol system. Zipping and zooming through the asteroid as a sort of mind break. Noticing one asteroid...seemed to have abandon tech on it, and even an atmosphere...he lands. May as well explore. Exiting his ship, the ship shapeshifts into a condensed orb as Crusader walks away to check the place out.

Gigas has posed:
    The outpost is abandoned but functioning. Whoever set this up in times past built it to last though pieces of technology are scattered across the surface of the asteroid. well before the actual site itself. Possibly some makeshift mining operation by visitors who didn't want to get to far into the Inner Planets of Sol and so wanted to avoid detection by Earth.

But that doesn't mean the occasional visitor doesn't pass through and as Crusader draws nearer to the entrance of the site, he sees that someone is already present - or at least their ship is. A large freighter with a gaudy paint job featuring scantily clad Kree, Shi'ar and Xandarian females is parked nearby, giving off an aura not to far from what you might expect from some sort of Earth based Semi-truck. It rumbles in some sort of idle state, tethered to a docking port that leads into the ruined outpost. Meanwhile the outpost itself looks as if it has already been breached. It's massive doors wrenched open from the outside though the artificial atmosphere must be generated from somewhere else as even in this condition it's protected from the vaccum of space.

Crusader has posed:
Crusader eyes the semi-truck like ship. His eyes roam over the paint job and he gives a simple grunt "Not badly done" he muses simply. After all, who was he to judge what was and was not art? And it ain't his ship anyhow. Actually he liked the look of the ship, but buisness first.

Notcing the broken in doors of the outpost, he takes a deep breath. Anyone could be in their...could need help, could be there home. Who knows! But regardless crusader approaches the entrench and notices how dark it looked. He knocks on his helmet, his eyes blinking a few times, before they emit twin beams of light. If it was a mining company, chances out their weren't any lights and he may startle whoever was here if he walshed in the dark..if there anyone...or worse anything. With the head beams illuminitng the way, he not so quietly makes his way in. His deep voice calls out in english "Hello. Is anyone here?"

Gigas has posed:
    There is silence at first as Crusaders voice echoes into the depths of the outpost. Then suddenly the ground shakes..then shakes again. And again. Heavy *TOOMS* rumbling through the area as the entire massive rock seems to shudder under the pressure of whatever it is that is making those rumbling impacts.

Slowly but surely, the rumble draws closer and closer until it begins to enter the illumination caused by Crusade's lights. First revealed in the form of a monsterous torso so impossibly huge and muscled it makes The Hulk look like Pee Wee Herman and this is followed by the rest of the immensity of a blue skinned titan that seems to warp the area around him with his sheer immensity. His shoulders literally seeming to brush up against the wide cooridor on either side of him as if he were literally as wide a some highways.

The sound of metal bending and shattering accompanies his movements as he finally emerges out into the open, walking thorugh the entry way as if it were little mor then wet tissue and sending th eentire front facade of the outpost shattering outward as his monstrous pecs press through the to narrow open doors, followed by the rest of his impossibly wide body. As the dust plumes around him, he swivels his head from side to side like the movement of some sort of tank turret, looking over the area first and not directly at Crusade despite looming just infront of him like some sort of emerged sentient mountain range.

Crusader has posed:
Crusader felt the rumbling long before he saw it source. As The titan comes into view, he begin backing up, not out of fear...but just not wanting to get in the titans way. He looked plenty capable of taking care of himself. Crusader headlights roam up the red-wood legs, to the buldging torso, almost losing his head in the titanic neck muscles. It was alot to take in.

Crusader was stunned for a moment, not from fear, but being impressed as he just stared at the person, forgetting he had his lights on. Sure...3 feet may not make all that big a difference as you get bigger...but there was no denying the other entrnech

However, a very large chunk of rock, comes off the ceiling from the earlier rumbling and hits crusader right on the head. It didn't hurt but it brought him back out of it. He was...a bit embaressed by his stareing and he turns off said head-lights saying "Sorry if one blinded you. Hello. One takes it that is your ship parked just outside? Might you know what this place is?" asking, trying to get some infomation...and not present himself as an enemy.

Gigas has posed:
"Hmm?"

At this point, the behemoth lets his gaze drop towards Crusader. Three feet isn't, perhaps, that big a difference but at the same time it puts Crusaders height somewhere around the behemoths rolling ribcage and shadowed by he obscene masiveness of his lower pecs.. so there is still considerable room to climb when looking him up and down from that vantage point, let alone his outrageous proportions.

His muscles bunch up and crunch together like planetoids smashing into each other with just the most casual of movements, occuring as he reaches up and taps the side of his head a few times in mild annoyance.

"Kgranduth." he rumbles unintelligibly at first. Then.

"..place may be." As if his universal translator was on the fritz at first.

"It is curious, though. Abandoned, a long time ago. There are others in the area...yes." his deep bass voice shakes and rumbles the area along with his movements. He then grins, teeth full and big as he looks down at Crusader, "Oh! You are not as scrawny as most of the ones I encounter. Greetings.."

Crusader has posed:
Crusader couldn't help but stare in admiration. If he was honest, he was a bit enviourse. As a goo being...his body merely appears how he wants it to be. Sure he can do SOME kinds of training...but a 'robot' can't really get stronger, only engineered better.

But it had its perks

Sensing the universal translator he says "Lot of areas have old mining stations. It is of the good places to find old parts at times, or even treasures. Found a nice protoon engine before." a pause "One has noticed you seem to have a malfunctioning translator. One may be able to fix it if you like" he crosses his arms "And thank you. One is sorry to inform you that it is likely not as impressive as yourself. It is merely how one wishes to appear

To demenstrate Crusader thins out considerably. Soon enough he looks more like a walking bag of skin and bones than an armored Juggernaut. and than...he reverses and grows bigger...just big enough to match Gigas in height..and he may have beefed up just a bit. "But none the less...One assure you that inspite of Ones....lack of 'real strength' one is plenty strong" No way was there a person tTHAT BIG that didn't care SOMETHING about strength!

Gigas has posed:
    Well that seems to have caught his eye. "How interesting! You have some ability to control your form!" He inclines his head as he looks Crusader over, now able to see him more eye to eye and somewhat surprised by this.

The giant then blinks and reaches down to fiddle with his metallic bracers. He lifts his arm up and from the bracer is projected a holographic image of Mon-El

"You travel much?" he rumbles, "Have you seen this person? He's the Prince of Daxam. I am looking for him."

Crusader has posed:
Crusader grins "Thank you!" he says glad for the approval. His shapeshifting abilities always had the ability to surprise others. He even used sneak tactics to get in close to enmies. But for now he won't reveal the full extent

"One....gets around" he says. He has been to the edge of the galaxy and back. Yes, he gets around. He gives pause as he sees the hologram "Whay are you looking for Mon-El?" he requests "And yes One has seen him" he crosses his arms looking quite serious now.

Gigas has posed:
    "Oh!" Gigas seems pleased by this bit of news. The fact that Crusader has become more serious is lost on him as he rumbles, "Excellent! You will help me find him."

the question doesn't go completely disregarded though and the brute hems and haws for a few seconds before he rumbles, "I was asked to find him and obtain some information from him. We've met once before but he flew away after burying me underg round. I should have gone after him but I was to distracted."

The giant taps his chin a few times and then rumbles, "I did not now Daxamites were quite so...uh..energetic!"

Crusader has posed:
"They are like the now mostly extinct Kryponians. They become powered when they live beneath a yellow sun" he says to Gigas in explanation. Biology was not something he kept hidden

"And no, One will not. Not untill one knows more. You make one worried that you fought him as he is a good...friend." he now regarded gigas with open distrust "...was it his brother...or his mother asking?" he asks.

Gigas has posed:
    "Ooh..that is disappointing.." Gigas makes a gesture and dismisses the image of Mon-El.

"I'm afraid I may be forced to compel you to give me information. I'll tell you what. I will answer your question and then you will answer mine!"

He clears his throat and then rumbles cheerfully:

"I do not know. Now. Where is he?"

Crusader has posed:
May be forced to compell him? Crusader cracks his knuckles, the sound not different from steel being rendered apart. His feature turn slightly more orcish "Compel One eh? Sound like your offering One a good time"

He coughs. Vorn personlity since the incident has come out more often than not. "Apologies...fighting in One's soul. Unfortantly, one has no intent on telling you where he is. One will not put a friend in harms way" he knows exactly how dangerous space can be.

Gigas has posed:
    Barely has Crusader finished speaking and apologizing for his sudden agression - is his vision filled by a massive blue fist as big as his enlarged body's chest as Gigas' swings a single armed uppercut with all the incoming force usually associated with a meteor impact or an earthquake sundering off.

PUrple hued energy crackles around the goliath as he swells in size, growing bigger by several feet and wider by several more and what's even more bizarre is that his expression remains this gleeful bemused squint-eyes grin, as if he's not angry or furious and also hardly exerting any real effort despite the fact that the force of his blow could be measured by degrees of rage the Hulk is experiencing and could send, and ha sent, someone like Mon-El spiraling up into the atmosphere.

Crusader has posed:
Crusader had no time to react as he is pounded with enough force to yes...go flying up into the air. Up and up he went without stopping, without losing force. The last thing he sees being that demused face. As he leaves the asteroid atmosphere, he lands into a passing asteroid, cratering. If it wasn't for the forcefield around himself of electromagnetic energy he put up before impact, he may have been knocked out.

So fighting was in that being soul? So be it

Crusader loses the majority of his armor as he takes on the appearance of a nearly pure white orc with large tusks. He opens his eyes - he didn't change because of anger...but because of fun. He pushes off from the asteroid with all his might. Experince taught him one thing...smaller was better. He detatched from his spear and came down, elbow first like a comming meteor. Except this meteor was growing smaller and smaller as it came down at Gigas, entraped in his forcefield as he does what might possibly be the universes highest, fastest and smallest Elbow slam turned 'bullet' in essence. He roars out "It is OOOOOOOOOOOON!" before that elbow tries to come down on Gigas head.

Gigas has posed:
    Well that's a surprise. Gigas squints as he sees the asteroid above them crater into pieces from the impact...but that Crusader not only changed forms but seems conscious still. He looks at his own fist and seems to be taking a moment to calculate something in confusion, only to look up just as he hears Crusaders roar come bellowing back towards him as the brute enters the atmosphere of the artificial asteroid and blazes in towards his head.

The impact sends a resounding thunder crafk of sound billowing out through the area, along with a spreading shockwave that rocks the ship and the outpost. A massive crater forms beneath Gigas who...basically just stands there with only his head rocking back from the force of the blow.

The asteroid seems to shift orbit from the energy transferrence but Gigas legs, otherwise, do not buckle.

Instead his massive hands surge up and he attempts to clap them together just over his head to try and slam the baseball sized crusader between his two palms as if they were two planetoids being smashed together.

"Hoooolf! Impressive!"

Crusader has posed:
Crusader needless to say is clampped! In truth, physics was most of the work in that attack, his own strength only having given a substantial boost to the output. And though it rocked the asteroid, it did nothing!

Absolutly nothing!

A crator, the thunder, the feel of power...amounted to nothing. What has he gotten himself into? He does his best to hold Gigas hands apart as he begins to feel his 'cellnites' collapses into one another, slowly draining his strength as they are destroyed. He growls "Yer....nit...bad....yer self" he couldn't help but wonder if Gigas right now was only 'toying' with him.

Gigas has posed:
    "I try." responds the behemoth who continues pressure.

Then, it is Gigas himself who disengages by suddenly twisting a his arm around and using his massive palm to push Crusader along and then full on hurtle him towards the compound with considerable force. Another shockwave peals out thorugh the area as the ground shakes just from the giant whipping his arm around, trailing a crackle of energy behind his movements.

Crusader has posed:
Crusader takes a sharp gasp as he makes a crator in the wall. He groans in obviouse pain. Sure he fought power houses before. Often having to use smarts over brawn to get the advanatges...and to ensure people didn't get hurt. But it not like he had to limit himself here

....he didnt...have to...limit himself

He was in an abadandon mining station...with power, and machinery and and......and it is go time!

Crusader begins letting himself expand. But not into his body, or no. He needed two things - major amount of energy to restore his stanama, and ample matter to assimilate. This alien facility had an ample supply of both. Thick webbing or gooey fungas tendrills, or whatever you want to call it, begin spreading out from the crator. Like some sort of any fungus ment to encase and devour others...except Gigas wasn't the target. Crusader was spreading himself thin, encase machinering, entering power wires to absorb their electrcity. Converting what he can into more 'cellnites' for more mass...more strength.

If this man wanted a battle of titanic proportions, than let see him fight the whole dang station! The lights that did work begin flickering as if experince power surges, alarms and systems go haywired and are being broken down at an ever increasing rate...as the more Crusader grows...the more he can absorb simulatiniously.

Gigas has posed:
Gigas has...no idea what's going on. But it -looks- interesting.

"Hmmm?" he rumbles curiously. "How fascinating!"

He places boh of his immense hands on his hips, widening his stance, and then just waits curiously as Crusader continues to take on more powr and the station continues to go wild with the power surges.

He does cast a quick glance towards his ship, its defense shields, such as they are, protecting it at the moment.

"Hoh, you are full of surprises!" he rumbles cheerfully, "Very well. Perhaps you will impress me? Auite alot of effort to avoid my simple requests though. Ah well!"

Crusader has posed:
The gooey webbing pulses with power as gravity becomes lighter "You threw the first punch. This is not avoiing request - answer was already given, and answer stays the same. Not saying. This is just for fun" Crusader voice was -powerful- as if the whole station was it

The metal, the mcahines...the very floor was broken down into goo, leaving almost nothing but barron rock...he however does not even go for Gigas ship

The goo reforms itself into a Giga sized Vorn. His musculature was on par with Gigas now, and he was nearly 16 feet tall...the smallest he could be given the amount of absorbed matter. He had four arms though...and lightening danced all along his body. He punches each fist into a respectfive opposite "Let see how you like this!" two fist ball up and give Gigas an upper cut punch!

But how strong was Crusader at this moment? It is difficult to say, this mining facility could have had hundred of tons of machinery to assimliate.

Gigas has posed:
    Well he did threaten Gigas. One could say the punch was just an automated response. But either way, Gigas purses his lips in surprise and raises an eyebrow as he finds himself looking up at the BOrn by a few feet while physically matched in terms of body proportions.

"Ho." he rumbles, "What is this!"

He has no time, as the blow lands with an explosive impact that rips apart the landscape in a tsunami of stone and minerals and actually dislodges his ship and sends it tumbling away.

Gigas himself suddenly finds his massive body sliding bakcwards, feet digging huge canyon like grooves into the ground until he can no longer resist the force and he ends up lifting off and tumbling backwards, end over end, to impact and skid violently backwards another considerable distance until he finally slams into a mesa like wall which splinters violently from his impact.

The giant blinks a few times, the mining facility - or its remains rather - far in the distance now.

"Hoh.. That wasn't bad." he considers while laying there in the imprint formed around his body as the canyon walls crumble around him.

Crusader has posed:
Crusader might beg to disagree about threatening Gigas. But that may be a cultural view on what is and is not considered a threat. And well....Gigas did threaten first, so his own response was merely a response to the previouse response.

That being thought....while Gigas was stunned so was Crusader. He has never in his life had THAT much strength before. In truth this was a first for him. He knew he had the capabilities...but knowing and performing are not quite the same.

And now he wondering if he killed the man!

As if in testomony to his inexperince, the ground quaked as Crusader ran in the same direction Gigas was hurled in. "Oh please be okay, please be okay, please be okay" he may have forgotten in his panic that this guy was buried by Mon-El, he was probably okay.

The canyon wall was not to hard to find, and Crusader with his multiple arm begins picking up and tossing aside stones "Hey bug! you alright! Come on, say something" he says as he searches.

Gigas has posed:
    "Why so nervous??" rumbles Gigas' voice as a crackle of energy accompanies him emerging from the pile of rubble infront of Crusader. As he steps forward, plowing through the debris, ihs body grows -again-. More energy billows and roars around him in an almost Thor like fashion as his proportions become more and more engorged and his height soon equals and then surpasses Crusaders present size along with his proportions. They are close enough but the fact that Gigas physique is monstrous on a scale that makes his previous sizes look like matchsticks is unmistakable. He rubs his jaw as his this happens, the ground shaking more nad more as he bears down on Crusaders form.

"That was impressive! It would have broken a mountain. I actually felt that! Almost like getting hit by that Daxamite. Now then. Are you ready to answer my questions?"

His casual attitude towards it all, even Crusaders newfound size an dstrength might be downright unsettling to some. It's as if he's been disconnected from having a proper understanding of the scale of things. Or..he's above it all. Either or is problematic.

Crusader has posed:
Crusader let out a sigh of relief "Was not nervous. Was worried" he though steps back as Gigas gets even bigger. Even soaring to be taller than he was. It was quite the sight that is for sure.

But as Gigas mentions those questions once again, Crusader smirks almost playfully. When vorn comes out to play...fights and challenges make his day. Perhaps it was his altered mind that made him take this caual attitude so well...perhaps it was hidden beneath bravado, who say say.

"You misunderstand. You got your answer. Which was not telling you. Am sticking with that answer. Your fun to fight with...but it going to take more than beating up to get something out."

Gigas has posed:
Gigas must be unconvinced by that because he answers in the form of another swing. His monsterous arm hurtles around like a comet, thundering downward in a strike that seems triple the force of the one that earlier launched Crusader skywards. Speed and reflexes kick in as he follows this up with another blow, coming from the opposite direction of even more force and then he follows that with another force of even -greater- force, as strength that is capable of moving entire landmasses and hurtling capital class ships into orbit begins to slowly reveal itself in an ever increasing bouts of force.

He seem to be releasing his own personal limiters to try and batter Crusade into agreeing to help him.

Not exactly the best strateg but nobody accused the brute of thinking properly on such matters.

The behemoths barrage wound send shockwaves out that would send nearby asteroids tumbling into each other and also start to break apart the greater one the two giants are standing on. Crusader may very well interrup the strikes with one of his own but if any of them at all land, the explosive force would be measurable as high magnitude earthquakes as th goliath begins cutting loose.

Crusader has posed:
Crusder dodges the first strike, and than the second as he jumps back. Two of his arms hold themselves up as if they each held a shield. The shield manifest as large eletromagnetic forcefields.

As the shield are striked, crusader lurches backward each and every time. The shield seem to brighten and dim as each strike requires a massive and ever increasing energy to deflect. And unlike Gigas whose strength might be truely limitless...Crusader limit was whatever this hunk of mining operation aloted him.

He strikes out once or twice with his extra arms. One arm going for the left cheek, the other going for the gut. But as the limiters are removed, he is forced to go full defense

The very ground was trembling an the forcefields...wink out.

The sound of metal being absolutely oblierated is heard as he now bears the full force of each strike. Crusader body jerks left, and right as he stumble back from each blow. Two of his arms are eventualy punched clean off and fly off into space to dissolve.

His cellnites were being crushed by each tremendouse blow. Each strike making him smaller and weaker as he is pounded to the ground. His vision was begining to blurr and the world distorts. How he was staying conciouse is hard to say...will power? The strength he gained? or simply the result of a cosmic brawl ment to happen...comming to a close? What ever the case, the Iron Giant was loseing as Gigas began to release his limiters.

And he had the scariest...and happiest thought in his life. That he might go down doing the one thing he loved....fighting. But he won't go down without a bang. Crusader gather up what energy he has left in himself, his body igniting in blue energy

The energy was almost blinding...and he let it burst forth, a virtual eletrical bomb fueled by the energy that was on this former asteroid mining facility.

Gigas has posed:
    The explosion turns the void of space into the brightness of true daylight as energy rips out of Crusader, engulfs The Gigas and then blasts itself across the wasted landscape of the mining facility, pluming up a dust cloud that blankets the entire area and the void above before dispersing into silence.

When all is said and done, Gigas is still standing there..scorched and upright, but his eyes wide and his expression stunned. It seems -that- got to him where the blows where hardly forcing him back. He blinks a few times, trying to shake off the confusion and cobwebs.

ONe of his massive arms is holding one of Crusaders though, a huge fist poised overhead that was paused by the explosion , just before he yanked the other warrior in for another brutal blow.

It seems, howeve,r that this is enough. He lets Crusader go with a flicker of his massive arm to drop the man to the asteroid surface. Or what remains of it. He then takes a few steps backwards to regain his senses.

"Very well! You win, it seems. Keep your information to yourself. It seems that I cannot compel you to give me the answer I seek. There is no more purpose to this fight...The Prince of Daxam has friends of considerable fortitude.."

Crusader has posed:
Crusader lays in the ground dazed...he was so still...he looked dead. His eyes didn't move, his chest didn't rise. He was a statue for all intents and purposes. He was...DRAINED of power. His body was slowly disolving perhaps trying to get into a more stable state. The only indication of being alive was him talking

"...Told...you" he says breathlessly. "Heh....but your just being humble. We both know...who the real winner was. Enjoyed the fight" a moment to catch his energy "And well...you can thank this hunk of rock for the fortitude." he chuckles '...but...if you...ever want to go....again. Feel free to seek me." he finally closes his eyes, and the sensation he gave off was...genuine. He would not mind doing battle again. perhaps he belong in space...but he had many lightyears to travel before he would ever consider peremently relocating out here.

But Crusader does raise a fist, offering a classific fist bump since...he really couldn't stand right now.

Gigas has posed:
    The goliath does not understand the fist-bump gesture. He just stares at it and listens to Crusader before rumbling,

"Yes..the true victor. You." He reahes down and grabs the rest instead of fist bumping, and hauls Crusader up and then over his shoulder. He presses his huge legs down and then leaps, bursting from the immense crater caused by their brawl and hurtling up out of the artificial atmosphere where his boots then ignite to begin to grant him space based control.

He sees his ship, spiraling in the darkness..and then begins to fire his boosters to hurtle both of them in that direction. "YOu will use my ships energy to recover your wounds." he rumbles, "When we next meet..things may go..differently.."

Crusader has posed:
Crusader chuckles, but was too tired to explain. As they fly through space his eyes wander to the ship that was Gigas'. he will need a ride back...and has no idea where his own ship was. But no problem....

He raises his hand and his spear zooms through spear comming to his hand, spear tip down and held in a non-offenseive postion. "Thanks. what is your name big fella? In this form...go by Vorn" he says by way of introduction.

Gigas has posed:
    "Hm? All that and you never asked my name?" Not that he asked for his either.

"I am called Gigas."

As the two reach his ship, the freighters cargo bays open, revealing an interior modified to accomodate the giants immense size.

"Now then..you will get patched up and we will discuss other matters."

And for now, the battle seems ended though there's great destruction to reveal the passage of the two giants.