4528/The Eye of Celophalus

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The Eye of Celophalus
Date of Scene: 28 May 2018
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Frankenstein, Moon Knight




Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein had found a file deep in the W.A.N.D. files about a rather curious artifact. It was in this grey area that it didn't mandate constant annual review but was not harmless either. Frank had had a lot of time on his hands and was going through some rather cold cases. The Eye of Celophalus, a potent divinatory tool but that required a lot more trouble than it was worth for low level practioners, had last been seen over 30 years ago. But a quick search through some of Shield's databases found it in a two bit pawn shop reported to law enforcement. Frankenstein was driving to investigate it when he heard an alarm bell and swore. What were the odds?

Moon Knight has posed:
The inside of the shop was chaos, with alarms going off loudly and shrilly into the uncomfortably warm night sky, the sound almost deafening inside the shop. Over the counter was one goon, half of his head covered in a nylon stocking...the other half turned into red and white mist all over that wooden top. The owner sat almost in shock, smoking gun in his hand, his face covered in a little souvenir from the guy whose head he blew apart. Further in the shop were at least seven other guys, all unable to help their deceased friend because they were busy fighting for their lives against the man in the center of the 'circle'. A man in silver and white, a man in a hooded cape who was moving, ducking and weaving even as he was throwing out punches and kicks and battering the men with each vicious impact. There were a lot of people, though, and it was only a matter of time before one threw a 200 year old wooden chair point blank at the vigilante's back. The chair splintered into a thousand pieces and the man stumbled forward into a right cross. He kept fighting, viciously and desperately, but there was a good chance that this might not be his night...

Frankenstein has posed:
The men go down like cheep suits when kicked but Frankenstein gets out of his car and smiles. "Well this is....interesting." He takes out a flaming holy sword which suddenly lights on fire and begins charging through the night towards the men inside of the store. The men look outside and one of them just gibbers with fear while two others pick up something random in the store to defend themselves.

Moon Knight has posed:
The Fist of Khonshu was in trouble, but that brief distraction from Frank running towards the shop was all he needed to turn the tide of battle in an instant. Instantly with a flick of his wrist behind his back, he brought out one silver metallic club, swinging it rapidly to crunch and break ribs and hands in a few expert maneuvers. Instantly of the seven left three were down, leaving three to suddenly break from the group and run blindly toward the exit of the shop(these men hadn't seen the giant sewn-together man with the sword of Gabriel the archangel just yet), while one, the most sensible one, was backing away from Moon Knight uneasily, almost desperate to find some way out of this. The whole time amongst old DVD players, walking canes, guitars and other pawned memories, that bell was screaming almost shrilly, almost uselessly, for help that had already arrived.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein is happy to do so and is not meaning lethal intent as he shatters the window into a million pieces, the fire moving around in a very impressive manuver as the monster roars and bends a girder in two. Two of the men just flat run. Frankenstein is pleased though two men from across the way open fire on him bullets bouncing off of him.

Moon Knight has posed:
The white and silverclad vigilante quickly disposed of the last man in the shop with a hard swinging crack across the man's face, sending him down sobbing in a heap. This freed up the man to turn and finally notice the outside, with the robbers taking potshots at...whatever that was. Moon Knight's head tilted in a quizzical manner for just a moment, but the moment passed and he dashed forward. The goons aiming guns at the deadman would soon find it difficult to fire their guns, due to the crescent moon shurikens hurtling through the air and embedding themselves in their gun-wielding hands. The weapons were dropped and the shouting began!

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein has two come at him at once. The bullets still hurt even if they can't kill him. He groans and then picks up one and hurls him into the wall. Another one is trying to grab the eye and run out of the back. Frankstein points, "Don't let him get away!" The move by moonknight makes the ones firing their guns and they are torn between surrender and fighting for their lives.