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Post by jean on Oct 28, 2007 19:04:18 GMT -5
Carol walked down the smelly tunnel with caution. She was flying through the city when she stopped to get a bagel and heard that there was something in the sewer system. So, Carol dragged herself down into the sewer. She looked around the corner to see if anything was there and saw someone walking. Carol walked out into the middle of the tunnel that the man was in and jumped, with such power that she reached him, and kicked the man into the dirty water and then noticed that it was a fellow superhero.
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Post by Iron Fist on Nov 4, 2007 21:16:39 GMT -5
It had been a good day for Danny. The morning meeting had gone well for Rand-Meachum Industries, lunch had been the usual Friday dive with Luke to their favorite Chinatown restaurant, and the first portion of the afternoon had been one of his favorite past times- beating the hell out of the sewer-dwelling death cult du jour. Sure, the rest of the afternoon at work was going to be a drag, but the last hour or so had been enjoyable enough. Now it was get back topside, get back into the business suit, and get back to work before Jeryn went into some sort of seizure. The man was great at handling the business at Rand-Meachum, but he was the type who got worked up just a little too easily.
Anyways. So now it was wander about the sewers, trying to remember just where he had entered the sewer complex. Danny knew the area well enough (after oh-so-many adventures after this cult or that assassination squad, one got good at learning the New York sewer system), but somehow he seemed to have gotten turned around.
Eh, it happened. He'd find his way out soon enough.
So busy was he in trying to navigate the systems that the Iron Fist did not hear the approach of Ms Marvel until almost too late. He whirled, arm moving to block the kick. The kick was blocked, but the force of the woman's blow was enough to send him flying backwards, right into the sewer waters.
...Suddenly, today was not looking so great.
"Ow," he sighed, rising from the sludgy waters and rubbing at the spot on his arm where the kick had connected. Ow indeed. That was going to leave a nasty bruise. "What in the hell was THAT for?"
Iron Fist quickly sloshed his way back up onto the ledge and OUT of the sewer's murky water. Ugh. Now he smelled like sewer. Jeryn was definitely going to have a fit over this. "There goes my day..." the green and gold-clad hero murmured to himself.
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Post by jean on Nov 5, 2007 19:48:10 GMT -5
"Like I said. I'm sorry." Ms. Marvel turned looking behind her to see the dark tunnel. She walked a little bit down the tunnel seeing something move. She flung her arms up and light sprung from her hands. As her beam slashed down the tunnel toward the thing that had moved, Ms. Marvel, turned to the man and said "There is someone down there."
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Post by Iron Fist on Nov 5, 2007 20:51:55 GMT -5
...Like she said? What? She'd never said sorry before that! Danny rolled his eyes at the tone in the woman's voice, but said nothing. Sometimes it was just best to keep one's mouth shut when the other person was babbling nonsense.
Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice his eye-rolling, as Ms. Marvel turned and shot some weird light beam down the tunnel. He didn't get a good look from his positioning, but Danny was pretty sure that there was someone else down here. Not surprising, really.
"You think?" he sighed back. "There's ALWAYS someone or something down here." A pause as he mulled things over briefly. "Might be from that cult from earlier this afternoon... You going to go after it, too?"
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Post by jean on Nov 6, 2007 11:20:44 GMT -5
(( Sorry about that sorry thing. I did that in another thread too))
Ms. marvel stared at the man that she had turned to. Hearing his rude remark and his question, Ms. marvel opened her mouth to answer. "Yes I am. And don't be mean to those who you don't know that well. I'm very capable of taking you out." Ms. marvel said this with a little confidence in her voice.
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Post by Iron Fist on Nov 13, 2007 15:35:43 GMT -5
...This woman was unbelievable. And not in the good sense, either. Iron Fist stared at her for a moment, the mask doing little to hide the look of disbelief on his face. She couldn't be serious... could she? And talking of being nice... coming from the woman who had kicked him in the sewer sludge without even looking? Mmm, something was telling Danny that she was certainly NOT Ms. Personality.
In short... Mental note-- Ms. Marvel= woman to be best avoided in the future.
Alas, since it seemed they had the same target, he had little choice but to pair up with her for the time being. He would berate himself over not calling Luke to come along later.
"Mm-hmm," he idly responded. "So everyone says..."
No, really. If he had a dollar for every time people made baseless declarations that they could crush him or beat him, he'd be richer than Tony Stark by a few hundred million. Heck, he'd have made about thirty bucks today alone.
Barely casting another glance at the blonde woman, Iron Fist began to move through the tunnel after whoever (or whatever) it was. Best get this done before psych-woman drove him nuts (it was too late for headaches. She'd already begun to give him one). And best get this done before any further delays got Jeryn more worked up than he was already going to be...
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