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Ya know... Usually, the young flame was content minding her own business out around places she didn't know about. Head low, hands in her short pockets. Jackie was just a young woman with a job, crude humor, and a terrible temperament. As long as nothing was hurting her, she was good. She wasn't some vigilante, some freedom fighter. No, she was just your average Earthling who knew a few things about fighting. Jackie was not a warrior. So why would she bother suddenly sticking her neck out where it didn't belong?

Not even the gods knew.

"Mmm, wonder if the dock needs any workers. Don't reckon I've ever gotten the chance to work on ships before. That'd be interesting."
Talking aloud to herself. A nasty habit, this carrot top earthling with a pension for sticking out like a thumb didn't help much with her voice. Seemed to carry on the streets. Her last job up and out here was so close to the Tournament that she had to take it. Stick around and see what was good business around here. Watch some fights. Entertaining as that was. Another thought would slip into her mind to disrupt that train though. And it wasn't even that far into her walk that she felt it. A rather big spike in energy just popped up out of nowhere, to her side. Not in the open seaport side, or the urban district to her back, but to her side. Up across some more of the less lit parts of town.

Had Jackie never really took up a certain saiyan's challenge before, she probably would have never thought twice about leaving the thing alone. There's be a reason why something that strong just appeared, from nowhere. Maybe it was a fight breaking out? Maybe someone is just flaunting about? It was just the one, surely her curiosity isn't strong enough to check out something like that. But on a whim, she decided against her better instinct to just let it be. Faced with the options of job searching and soul searching she chooses the latter.

"This feels off."
Was a thought going off in her head, crimson eyes darting and head swiveling to see if anyone else really knew of what she felt around hr before she sighed. Taking a moment to find her bearings and move herself off the path. Lowering her strength and jogging towards this unknown one with the stealth expected of one that looks like her. Still, she'd attempt nevertheless. It wouldn't really take her too much time to encroach on what looked like armored vehicles. Strongmen and others walking up and away from them. it was pretty obvious from a moment's glance who it was setting off these alarms in her head.

"Oh shi-!"
She scrambled to make sure she wasn't spotted or felt at any point. Ducking behind some trash and obscuring her form. What she fear more was if the thing could sense her back. If you're walking around that confidently you can probably tell, yeah?

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WC: 517 (1 post)
Thread PL: 5,000 (Suppressed, 1)

"What is it?" Lucy was smart enough to ask him discreetly, Satanael grunting in response as their head swiveled back forward. There had been some sort of decently sized power strutting about though as it grew nearer it seemingly slipped from his grasp, growing smaller and smaller. Perhaps they had decided to leave? Though more likely it was someone who wished to not be known suppressing themselves now that they had realized a few questionable people were roaming about the streets. Aside from the concealed weaponry there wasn't any planned crime on the itinerary for today. Sure it was shady as all Hell to be doing what amounted to a legal firm merging in a place and time like this, but whose business was that? "Something's off." A few of the guards paused, glancing at the Demon to see if he wished to call the thing off. Despite being only loosely affiliated with the Snakes, Derry had placed both a large amount of trust and authority in their lap. Proving loyalty and efficiency was one of the hardest tasks for a crook to pull off, and Satanael was an expert at both... though that didn't typically include business like this.

He had half a mind to go through with calling it quits due to all the surrounding circumstances, and perhaps both luckily and unluckily the decision would be made for him. Down the street from the upper window of the warehouse came a sudden green-hued blast of plasma. To regular folks, it would've been too fast to even register, and even in Satanael's transformed state, the blob of superheated energy was barreling straight for him incredibly fast. Acting quickly Satanael moved to grab Lucy at his side, spinning to face his back towards the oncoming blast. A hot searing pain shot through the Demon's body as it made contact, Satanael hissing openly as an acrid smoke went up from the point of contact. The other goons reacted after, drawing their carbine-type bullet rifles and scrambling for cover as more energy blasts came pouring out from the warehouse. Satanael focused, teleporting himself and Lucy out of danger to the backside of a building alley and placing the girl down. "Consider this active field experience. Keep your head down." This would normally be the point where she'd be given a gun, but the lawyer made it point to not really carry any on their person. The half-Demon nodded slightly, a bit nervous but otherwise looking far better than he had expected her to.

Now he had to come up with a plan...

It seemed that Lattei's new pal was just as suspicious as him. They looked seriously out of place and that gave him the idea that she must have been another extraordinary person hiding their power, unless they really were a much too inquisitive civilian.  He fumbled around in his t-shirt and pulled out the chain around his neck, revealing a badge of the police department. He pointed it while narrowing his eyes at her and doing his best to look stern and like a figure of authority should. It didn't really work considering his casual get-up and small stature.

"I'm here because this is my job... What are YOU doing here?!" came Lattei's hushed reply, almost like a hiss. However, he didn't have time to lecture or berate because swiftly, things came crashing down. Slightly preoccupied by the unexpected element in this stakeout, Lattei had stopped paying attention and before he knew it, things were blowing up and people were getting hurt. Blown back and trying to take the situation in as quick as possible, the Earthling was a bit slow on the uptake leading to the person he considered a civilian defending him from damage! Pride wounded, he jumped up on his feet and with renewed balance rose his power-level. Way to turn the oath on its head, lady! He fired his own volley of Ki blasts at the thugs surrounding them, much stronger than these small-time nuisances, clearing a path for them to get into a better position. The real issue here was just the amount of chaos.

"You're a fighter, so I trust you to look after yourself but you should probably still stick close to me! I'm going after that person with the energy signature... they better have answers! ...I owe you one, too. Remind me if I ever forget."

Pulling a radio from his back-pocket, he called for back-up. It was unsure how long it'd take for police cars to swarm this place and this could all be over by then but at least they could clean up the mess and take in those left alive but injured. Finally done with all the lame stuff, he set off sprinting to find out what was going on and he should be beating up. It seemed like one side had been set-up but he needed a better idea of the situation. He came skidding to a halt down an alley to see the pair. "Oi! Lattei, CCPD, what the hell is going on?! Are either of you hurt? Are either of you meant to be under arrest?! Am I meant to be helping you or harming you?!" He was unsure if Jackie had followed him and had even forgot to ask her name, which was a bit embarrassing considering she protected him. He'd have to pay that back, even if it wasn't today. Cutting him short, armed thugs blocked the entrance of the alley, essentially sealing it with their bodies. They took aim at everyone in the alley and Lattei sighed. He pulled his tonfas off his waist and assumed a fighting stance, ready to protect the weird duo behind him. He just hoped they didn't shoot him in the back or anything. Though that'd be a kinda cool twist. Wait, no. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about this like it was a movie! They swiftly opened fire and Lattei decided to join the club of getting hurt by these pests, blocking for Satanael and the demon. Energy crashed into him and he cried out. Alright, maybe this wouldn't be as easy as suspected. Hopefully he hadn't just let himself get hurt for other criminals whom he should be apprehending. That'd suck.

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PL: 1 > 10,000
KP: 6/6
MP: 1/6
HP: 10/250
Lattei takes NPC damage for funsies.

Ahh, so the guy was a cop. Still really didn't give her all the less reason to jump out and play a bit of defense against this powerful barrage of blasts coming at the two of them. All said and done, he seemed capable enough to stand up on his own and spike in strength. She guesses that really wasn't out of the equation. Makes her worry less about babysitting someone caught out with her. Honestly, seemed like she was the one having to be careful now because of it. He'd take to be the pair's offensive, shooting his own blasts past her and taking the thugs across them out with a single blast each. She could lower her flaming hands once she didn't have to worry about interception.

"Hey... Hey, wait! I'm coming over too."
Seems he was raring to go over that black figure with the massive power. Too big to be just one of the guards. Seems he had displaced himself away from where that main scene just outside the warehouse was. The Earthling would be right on the back heel of the police officer had it not been for more of those goonies popping their heads out behind where they were. Police Boy was already off on the chase by the time they rose their weapons. Were they really that hellbent to send a message to whoever they were trying to off in those shady vehicles?

"Oh come on!"
Her thoughts raced as she had to contend with a volley of blasts. Unlike her partner out of crime running now, she had a more direct way to deal with these punks. Race on out towards them. These things did in fact pack a punch, but the sun monk was more than flexible enough to deal with them. She slid under one blast, flipped over another, and eventually jumped to the side of the alley as a pair of shots blocked a lot of her way across. Twisting in the air after kicking off the wall to matrix through these two. Twirling in this spin and landing with her momentum still in a rush.

Just like that, she was upon these fools. Flaming hands alight and shining brightly in the dark here, she sucker-punched the first one she saw at the end here. Sending them home flying. The other one would get a flying kick to the jaw. The masked individual letting out a small gasp of surprise as his gun was helpless in being used a as shield against the quick snap of her foot. Whatever that blaster was was torn in half. She was being loud. And the warehouse bogies took note.

"Sorry, I'm out!"
She cracked her knuckles and went to dash for the energy of the police officer and those surrounding him. Only one of which she really remembered as being the big one. A few potshots were taken at her as she raced alongside the open space near the warehouse, but she was too fast for a shot to get a proper line on her. She was gone and ducking into the same alley as the other three before they could tear up the building they fired into.

"Hah... You!"
She pointed a finger between them all, but very clearly looked at the dark figure with a roll of her shoulder. Keeping her attentiveness ready as she just witnessed the group here take a few more down. There was a lot of explaining to do, and this little turf war was causing quite a bit of damage outside just the warehouse too. Those shots that missed hit nearby buildings.

"I dunno what ya did to piss them off, but they are tearing up an entire block just to take your guys down!"
She wasn't winded just yet, but she hadn't really felt the rush and chaos of a battle like this before.

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Jackie offed some baddies with a Light Blazing Strike tech.

KP: 5/6
MP: 3/6
DAM: 15/250
PL: 5,000

WC: 677
TWC: 1834 (3 posts)

"Your insight is much valued and appreciated," The Demon snarked back dryly, now united with both Lucy and the two strangers in the same alleyway. "I understand that this one is a police officer, but why were you here exactly?" She didn't exactly seem to be the vigilante or heroic type either when you ignored her battle power. The covering fire from the Snakes Goons had died down aside from stray potshots, the men falling back on Satanael's orders towards a safer location. Criminals or not they were professionals - some recruited even had military experience or mercenary records from off-planet. Lattei had taken charge of the group, Satanael silently bemused by his thinking that he held actual authority here. Might as well let the cop be the one to lead the charge into danger. They had half a mind to actually retreat as he had ironically suggested, but the chance to possibly track down whoever had supplied a hostile gang with high-level weaponry was one that he couldn't pass up. As said before this kind of stuff generally wasn't Satanael's ballpark, but they didn't really have any other agents in the immediate area. The impromptu meeting was interrupted yet again by another party of goons who futilely tried gunning down the now organized and far more powerful group.

Satanael didn't have to intervene as the first Earthling's power spiked, the man taking out the aggressors easily. "That's certainly a plan. Don't get shot. And if you do make sure it serves as a distraction." Though his bravado was short-lived as a large chunk of enemies rained fire upon his position, prompting a call for aid. "Hm. Well, I'll leave that to you," Satanael would jab a finger at Jackie, other hand moving to grasp Lucy's shoulder. "If you're willing to come along I'll be flanking them." The girl nodded vigorously, a strange gleam in her eye. "Ya gonna teleport!? I always wanted to do that! ...Got cheated out of-" A moment later the duo were gone, blipping into the back end of the warehouse. Satanael's hand moved to cover Lucy's mouth as her words died out, brows furrowing together. If the pair out front could hold their own for just a bit, they'd be able to sweep in from behind and really hit them where it hurts. Even now it wasn't hard to hear the not-so-distant shouts of screams of the enemy gang.

Thread PL: 8,360; Zeni: 7,799; XP: 1,350

Oh, the unfortunate timing of it all! Alaistair could hear the sounds of a fight brewing from the ship. He and his crew were aboard their vessel, the Cayenne, preparing for the voyage to the sea Northwest of Papaya to fulfill their contract when the sounds of fighting broke out. The cracks of energy and gunfire caught the attention of everyone aboard, who started scrambling for cover! The shots weren't near enough to threaten them directly, but some of these folk were simple civilians who could at most lift almost 100 pounds in pairs.

Alaistair had gotten onto the deck and begun to order the crew, loudly, "Get everyone who isn't a capable fighter inside the ship's hull! The rest, protect the Cayenne..."

Considering what happened the day prior, he had some nerves to straighten out and having some idiots fight over territory was not gonna ruin his trip! Alaistair walked down the gangplank, his clothes glowing with an orange light that cracked the fisherman attire into full set of scale mail with plated metal shoulders, the insignia of the Boss adorning the front and the shoulders. His metal boots thumped loudly on the concrete as he walked hastily off the pier!

He could hear the fighting nearing the ship. Some warehouse was lighting up like a bunch of fireworks got lit up! Upon seeing this, Alaistair lifted off the ground and flew around the building with incredible speed. He wrapped around the corner, to see the dark skinned girl from yesterday, two new faces with a whole crew behind them, and... Officer damn Lattei!

"Officer, you better let me know what the hell is going on here, so close to my god damned ship," Alaistair bellowed, landing on the ground outside the building. Upon his voice being heard, some nimrod in the crew charged at him, surprisingly fast with a teal energy sword drawn at him. He lunged fast, the weapon direct at the devil's chest with a clear intent to kill! Alaistair shifted, leaning back to dodge. He was a bit too slow, though, as the blade slashed into the armor and left a bleeding slice on the Devil's chest.

However, he was now in range. The Devil brought his hand to the man's head, snagging it just before he could jump away! Alaistair growled, "Never mind, I just got the picture... I AM GOING TO BREAK YOU ALL!"

His hand erupted with orange energy, sending the gangster flying. It packed a lot of power in it, but not enough to knock the guy out. He shook his head as he scrambled to his feet, the energy blade gone from his hand. He looked up, to get a figure on what the deal was with this new arrival when they were met with the man having bolted at him, ripping a fist into the man's face to knock him towards one of the others in the crew.

Anti Sense is active.

Word Count: 489

KP: 5/6 from 6/6 for use of Light Offensive || Devil Wave

MP: 1/6

Damage Progress: 12% of 250%

One goon has taken 1,672 to the face and is still active among the 10 others there!

Though he couldn't quite sense anything, the shouting and commotion coming from the other side of the warehouse made Satanael question just exactly what was going on. A flicker of defense Ki caught the Demon's attention as it was completely unique from the other two. Had yet another person arrived in the midst of the ambush? Grunting he pushed through the back door of the building, Lucy trailing a bit behind as the far weaker of the duo. Luckily the hubbub was proving more than sufficient in drawing most of the attention of the remaining gaggle of goons as they continued to lay down heavy fire on the duo (possibly trio) out front. Satanael grunted, leaping atop a long storage crate to the surprise of a few crooks.

With a surge of intense power, the Demon allowed their restraints to be lifted now that they weren't in the presence of a crowd. A burst of Ki sent a long sweeping beam in a circular motion around the top floor to wipe out a large chunk of the survivors. If Satanael was a normal Snake agent the men would've found themselves bisected or blown apart, but the intense ray only served to send them crashing into the metal walls with enough force to leave a sizeable dent.