batwomans_gotham | Looking for Prey

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Looking for Prey

Thick leather boots gripped the edge of the rooftop as a young man peered over a rough end of the city. The east end, in particular. With the awful blackout that occurred not an hour ago, he was pretty busy. There had been no sign of Batwoman, and he was very glad of that. He was not...afraid, per se, just very wary when working the same time she was. He assumed she was very protective of her territory, which included the City, and he wasn't going to simply stand aside and let her be the only one cashing in on the fun.

Hunter grinned, there was a very poorly organized bank robbery that he had just foiled and the bumbling idiots had no idea who they were up against. He was new at this vigilante stuff, but after all he had been around criminals most of his life, unfortunately, and was too trained to be a fighter. Martial arts was something of a hobby in school, but he had persued it seriously once he had gotten older. He knew he would need it, with the kind of people hanging around at home. His theories were put to practice, of course, once he decided to don the costume.

Ah, looters. Will they never learn? He double-checked his crossbow and threw out one of his nifty new grappling guns, swinging to the chaos below.

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Spoiler had been taken aback from the blackout as well, she knew that Batwomen had told her to stay in civilian mode, but the city needed her. She too had been in the area during when the looters started to be up to no good, and she too swung towards the chaos to take care of it. Spoiler had paused slightly seeing another crime-fighter swing into the midst of the fight, but then went back to dealing with the looters.

It was a melee, people were throwing TV's--TV's!?--at him when he had landed and started taking care of business. It was a raggedy department store to begin with, one of the few left on the East end anyway. A few shots with his crossbow and the crowd had lost some of its nerve. He grinned, somehow the thrill was even better knowing that Batwoman would probably disapprove of this excess violence. The law against no-killing was, unfortunately, a hard one for him to follow but he grudgingly made sure the shots hit below the danger zones.

He heard the sound someone landing from on high and what looked like a costumed girl began taking on the looters as well. He blinked, not expecting any help from another vigilante sort.

"Hey, you th' calvary or somethin'?" His northern accent lilted as he punched a hefty looter down and out.

"Or something..." there was a slight smile under her mask.
"We can chit-chat later, first time to teach these guys a lesson or two." Truth be told, Spoiler was enjoying being in acton again. Weaving to avoid a punch, spinning to take out a guy with her legs, a hard elbow in a looter's stomach. It was exhilirating.

He seemed to catch her air of excitement too, as he shrugged and dove into the melee-literally. He hit some guy's legs with the force of a football tackle and the computer he was holding went flying.

"You couldn't have waited a couple weeks for Black Friday or nuttin'? I know those lines are vicious and the old ladies are a force to be reckoned with, but come on," he swung low and kicked another man's feet out from under him, plates and cutlery flying everywhere with a horrendous crash. He grinned. "Okay, guess you're shoppin' for the wife, cause honestly, 'lectronics woulda gotten you more on the black market. Just some advice there." The looter groaned on the floor, half-knocked out anyway.

Spoiler was more than handling her own, the looters did not have much for weapons on them anyway. And as looters go, some were starting to flee the scene, as they had just been looking to make a quick buck.
She fired off a bat-a-rang, taking down one guy who had decided to try to run for it. Then delivered a hard kick to another who tried to attack her, bringing him down. It was obvious she had a lot of training.
"Why is it that blackouts always bring you guys out like pests? Do you just wait and pray for the lights to go out. Perhaps next time you will remember that there are those that protect the city in the dark, and stay at home."

Hunter noticed the shape of the batarang, raising an eyebrow underneath his domino mask. So, she was in league with the Bats, then? He was a little more wary and a little more careful as he fought, keeping an eye on her. She might squeal to the Batlady if he did something wrong, whatever it could be.

The looters were getting the message, slowly but surely, as the department store, once bustling with business of the worst sort, began to get quieter. Only the most desperate or the most idiotic were left. Idiotic in the fact that they thought they could take them.

Suddenly someone fired a gun in his direction and it was only by mere luck that it missed his head. He had been ducking a punch by some old man (an old man!) and his eyes widened as he realized he had been that close.

"Okay, who's got the toys?" He brandished his crossbow (he loved having a weapon that could actually shoot rather than batarangs, even though they were helpful in a pinch). A group of mean looking men had walked into the store, they hadn't been here before.

"Dis is our territory, costumed freak, and we say that the lootahs can have what they want."

When she heard the gun, Spoiler thanked her lucky stars that one her costume was padded with bullet-proof armor. And two, that it missed her completely.

She looked at the group of mean-looking men, "You do not seem to understand, this whole city is our territory," (yes she was making them think her and the man were working together), "and we say that they can not just take what they want."

Spoiler looked over to Hunter, she could toss a smoke grenade and use her heat vision in her mask to fight them... but he did not seem as equiped. So instead, she flung out her bat-a-rang again, and it made a direct hit of the gun in the lead man's hand. Making him drop it.

Hunter's costume was slightly bulletproof, slightly meaning he had a vest on underneath his maroon leather and that was about it. He did have a grappling hook and some first aid in the two packs on each side of his belt, as well as plenty of ammo. However she looked like she was packing some dangerous heat of the non-lethal sort.

He glanced over at the girl, seeing that she made it look like they were working together. It was a smart move, a team united came off as looking stronger. He inserted another bolt in the crossbow and aimed it the lead man's head, who had a murderous look on his face. Hunter absolutely hated gangs with a passion, they had ruined his life, to say the least.

"Get outta here, or you're dead." He meant it, too.

The thing about gangs is once you start hurting their leader, they start to falter. Spoiler could see it in their eyes, the fear and uncertainity of what to do next.

"Go on... scat!" She threw a flash grenade just in front of the group, scaring off a few of the more timid men.

"Yeah...get outta here," Hunter leaned his crossbow against his shoulder when he saw the men start to take off. The leader cursed a blue streak at the rest of the men starting to run off.

"Hey, we don't wanna get arrested and these baby Bats will have their hands full with everyone else," yelped a skinny guy with a beanie into the leader's ear.

"Yeah, 'cept I'm not anythin' near a baby Bats, you know, it's not like we got team numbers on our backs," Hunter sneered. The flash grenade worked very well though because it warned off any straggling looters, and soon the department store was empty.

"Yer gonna get yours, ya losah," muttered the gang leader, who reluctantly backed off. "Just ya wait."

"I'm shakin' in my boots. In fact, tell all yer friends about me. I'm the Hunter." He shot the crossbow bolt straight at the man's head, but he flicked his wrist at the last second so it embedded itself into one of the metal columns near the door.

"So... The Hunter, is it?" Spoiler said, from where she stood. Looking around to make sure that there were no more stragglers to deal with, "I'm Spoiler."

"Spoiler, nice ter meecha." He stuck out his gloved hand, resting the crossbow on his other shoulder. His eyes studied her through his domino mask. She seemed and looked young, or at least from the way her voice sounded, even though there was a very strong tinge of maturity running through. "I've never seen ya around before. You new in town?"

Spoiler shook the offered hand, "you could say that."

She listened to the sounds of the city, frowning at how the blackout has a several pronged effect, "so where to next, Hunter?"

"There's a shopping district not too far north from here. They'll be sitting ducks, they don't have good alarm systems I think, too poor." He shrugged, but grinned. "Wanna play?"

"Sounds good." Spoiler grinned, "we just should avoid the Batwoman."

"I'm with you all the way on that one," he winked. He did not want to run into her tonight either. "Shall we?" He took out his grappling gun and made for the door.

"Lets go," she followed him. Glad that Hunter wanted to avoid Batwoman as much as she did so.

He didn't waste a second more, he fired off a line towards some office building and let the force take him upwards, hitting the edge of the wall with his boots and climbing to the roof. Now it was easy, it was just three blocks to the north and they were at the tiny shopping district. Sounds could already be heard of looters, and even gunfire. Hunter perched at the edge of the nearest roof to the block of little stores, a slight look of worry on his face.

"That's a lotta people down there. It looks almost like a...a riot already." There were several police cars down there already but one was being attacked by riotous looters.

Spoiler had been able to follow him with her own grappling hook, and was by his side as he headed three blocks to the north.

"I am thinking perhaps a tear-gas grenade, or flash-grenades, or smoke-grenades. They work well again rioters."

"You really are prepared," Hunter laughed. "I need to get me some of those." He dug in his pack and took out a flammable crossbow bolt. "Meh, these might scare 'em off too."

He took out a lighter and lit the fuse, and fired it off into the crowd rather recklessly. It was actually a sort of jury-rigged firework tip and it whistled and sparked wildly.

Spoiler watched him fire the crossbow, hoping his aim was true enough not to hit anyone innocent. Meanwhile, she tosses down tear-gas grenades, hoping to dilute the crowd with them.

His bolt just missed some guy with a giant trench coat, terrifying the man and making him drop what looked to be a thousand dvd's from the movie rental place down the road. Hunter just laughed as he ran, sparks flying everywhere.

"Gotta get another of these babies to do their work," he lights up another firework bolt and shoots it into the smoke.

Spoiler quirked an eyebrow as Hunter laughed, and watched the second crossbow fly into the tear-gas smoke. Down below, the rioters were now confused, and more than a little scared. "Shouldn't take too much more to scare them off," she comments.

He studied the crowd below, hoping that the tear gas would dissipate enough so that they could jump down in there to finish the job. He didn't have anything in the way of protecting himself from gas, and wondered vaguely if she did. Another check on the list of things to get to make this whole vigilante thing work properly.

"You wanna dive off the deep end?" He cocked his head in the direction of the crowd below.

Spoiler waited a couple more minutes, while the tear gas disappainted, then nodded. "Lets go!"

She fired off the grapple hook, and headed down towards the rioting crowd.

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