Baltimore, Thursday Night
Sep. 4th, 2014 08:22 pmBanzai leapt over the edge of the building, pausing for a moment on one hand to let her quarry move into position, and then shifted her weight a fraction of an inch to let gravity take over. Freefall. A moment when she was almost flying, albeit in one direction. Hurtling four stories to the ground and loving every minute of it. She makes a noise only at the very last moment, turning her quarry's face up to hers. His expression is comical in its disbelief, which turns to pain a second later as she lands handsdown on his shoulders. If she really wanted to, she could probably dislocate his arms or maybe even break his collarbone. But that wasn't Banzai. She didn't like hurting people, not even scumbag drug dealers that liked to hit working girls.
The hitting women part really had her tempted, though. Just a little more pressure than usual and snap, crackle, pop. No more hitting people for him!
But she'd been Social Justice Warrior, not Social Vengeance Warrior, so she refrained. She hit him with just enough force to numb both his arms, forcing him to drop his briefcase with a gasp. From there, she flipped behind him, dropped low, and lashed out with her foot. He hit the ground with a cry and she kicked herself up into a standing position and dover for the briefcase, knocking it away from his grip.
That's when his three bodyguards decided to wise up and get involved.
They had guns, of course. Jerks like these always had guns. Fortunately, Kathy wasn't where they thought she'd be. She'd taken off just as soon as the briefcase had gone skittering into the shadows.
Spin kick. Hand spring. Cartwheel, backbend, roundhouse. Down went one of them. Hammer kick, vault, flying leap, gymnastic ribbons around his wrist and yank. Down went the second. Layout salto. Spin kick. Forward lunge. Spin kick.
And down went the third.
"Looks like it's just the two of us now," Banzai said, grinning at the dealer. "Do you wanna give up? Or let a little girl kick your ass, too?"
He whimpered and put his hands above his head.
Under her mask, Banzai grinned. God, she loved this.
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The hitting women part really had her tempted, though. Just a little more pressure than usual and snap, crackle, pop. No more hitting people for him!
But she'd been Social Justice Warrior, not Social Vengeance Warrior, so she refrained. She hit him with just enough force to numb both his arms, forcing him to drop his briefcase with a gasp. From there, she flipped behind him, dropped low, and lashed out with her foot. He hit the ground with a cry and she kicked herself up into a standing position and dover for the briefcase, knocking it away from his grip.
That's when his three bodyguards decided to wise up and get involved.
They had guns, of course. Jerks like these always had guns. Fortunately, Kathy wasn't where they thought she'd be. She'd taken off just as soon as the briefcase had gone skittering into the shadows.
Spin kick. Hand spring. Cartwheel, backbend, roundhouse. Down went one of them. Hammer kick, vault, flying leap, gymnastic ribbons around his wrist and yank. Down went the second. Layout salto. Spin kick. Forward lunge. Spin kick.
And down went the third.
"Looks like it's just the two of us now," Banzai said, grinning at the dealer. "Do you wanna give up? Or let a little girl kick your ass, too?"
He whimpered and put his hands above his head.
Under her mask, Banzai grinned. God, she loved this.
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Date: 2014-09-05 05:56 am (UTC)"... I'll clear out one of the saddlebags for you, I guess."
There was no way in hell she was going to be able to stay put on the seat.
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Date: 2014-09-05 06:10 am (UTC)About four times higher. La.
Her last jump had her landing on the edge of the rooftop. "Maaaah!" she called down. They weren't gonna make it to his bike if he kept standing there. "Mah!"
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Date: 2014-09-05 06:13 am (UTC)Gorgon gave his head a shake, and then he was kicking himself up off the ground again, making his way to the rooftop after her.
"I'm coming," he shared. "I'm coming, already. Bike's just down the next alley over. It'll be hard to miss."
It would be the sexy Yamaha with the saddlebags, and all.
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Date: 2014-09-05 06:26 am (UTC)Here, she would stay by the ledge and demonstrate, Gorgon. You're welcome.
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Date: 2014-09-05 12:16 pm (UTC)He looked down at her, and then sighed and started making his way across the rooftops toward the next alley, glancing to make certain she was still keeping pace with him.
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Date: 2014-09-06 12:43 am (UTC)And bleating in worry if he crossed to a different rooftop while she'd been exploring and she lost sight of him. At least until he came back. Bad Gorgon! No wandering off alone! You could get eaten by an eagle or something!
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Date: 2014-09-06 12:54 am (UTC)"Don't run off too far," he cautioned her, watching her antics carefully as they went. "You're small enough right now, you'd probably meet your match against anything from a raccoon to a squirrel."
He cared, see?
"Having fun?"
She seemed to be taking being a goat thing pretty well.
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Date: 2014-09-06 01:01 am (UTC)Also, eagles were scary as heck. At least they were if you were a tiny klipspringer and not even two feet tall at the shoulder.
"Mah!" she replied, wagging her little tail again. She didn't quite understand the words anymore--or that she ever had--but he was talking and they were exploring together up high and everything just felt completely right. "Mah!"
And then she went bouncing off in another direction, because there was something even higher over there and it needed to be climbed. Because obviously.
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Date: 2014-09-06 01:08 am (UTC)"You're never going to make it to the bike, at this rate."
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Date: 2014-09-06 01:31 am (UTC)CRASH!
The mountain of crates she'd been climbing had been left out to the elements and animals for far too long and had rotted. Sturdy enough to hold up under her first delicate foreleg, the wood had broken through once she put her whole weight on it. Banzai went crashing through the pile, leg still caught in the broken crate, now somewhere in the middle of all of them.
"MAH! MAH! MAH! MAAAAAAAAH!" SCARED! LOST! HURT! HEEEELP!
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Date: 2014-09-06 01:41 am (UTC)"Shit," he said, eloquently, before he was taking all of one leap to end up beside the crates, pretty much plowing through them to get to where the bleating was coming from. Were there crates raining down into they alleyway as he chucked them aside? Yes. Did Nikolai care? Not particularly. "Hang in there, baby, I've got you."
There she was, leg caught, half-buried under rotting wood. He cleared out a few more of the extra crates, and then, looking at the way her leg was caught, frowned and just snapped the boards apart, careful to not let them hurt her as he did so.
And then, yes, he was collecting her in his arms and cradling her to his chest, looking her over for injuries.
"Hey, hey, ssh. You're okay. You're fine, Kathy. You'll be fine..."
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Date: 2014-09-06 01:47 am (UTC)Like an eagle. See?
"Mah! Mah! Mah!" Scared, Gorgon! Scared! She nuzzled him under his chin, careful not to let her horns catch him anywhere, and just shook. No more exploring for her tonight. From now on, she'd stick close.
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Date: 2014-09-06 01:58 am (UTC)Scared shitless, but fine.
"Yeah, yeah, you're okay," he murmured, making his way back to the edge of the rooftop. "I've got you, here. I won't even jump down to the bike, how's that sound?"
He'd already located the fire escape and was making his way toward it.
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Date: 2014-09-06 02:13 am (UTC)"Mah." It was the most pathetic 'mah' in the history of klipspringers. She cuddled closer to him, resting her chin on his shoulder as she finally stopped trembling.
It was hard being so tiny in such a big, scary world.
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Date: 2014-09-06 02:37 am (UTC)At the bottom of the fire escape, Gorgon looked down at her, and then over at his bike. By some miracle, he hadn't hit it with the crates he'd tossed to the side. And the saddlebags were probably plenty big enough for one scared little... thing... to fit in one, her clothes and the rest of his supplies stashed into the other.
"Once we get back to the island, what am I even going to do with you? It's not like I know how the hell to find Barry. Or Sparky." He was not looking up the website, no. "Will you be okay if I put you down for a bit, now?"
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Date: 2014-09-06 02:50 am (UTC)"Mah." Go ahead and try to interpret that, Gorgon.
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Date: 2014-09-06 03:18 am (UTC)"Yeah, I figured you'd say that," he murmured, crouching over to put her down gently on the ground before opening up his saddlebags and getting to work tucking Banzai's things into one, and then transferring his stuff into the same bag. "And you figure you'll fit in one of these? It's the only way I can think of to get you back to the island, right now."
Yes. He was still talking to the antelope.
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Date: 2014-09-06 03:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-09-06 04:57 am (UTC)"Okay," he said, dusting off his hands against one another. "Time to pick you up again, Banzai."
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Date: 2014-09-06 12:32 pm (UTC)He couldn't exactly buckle up the straps with her in there like that, which had him a little concerned. He was going to have to go slow all the way back to the island. But he couldn't leave his bike behind, and he wasn't up for the adventure of trying to run back with a scared little whatevershewas tripping him up the whole way. The saddlebag seemed like the best bet.
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Date: 2014-09-16 03:17 am (UTC)"Maaah," she bleated. Couldn't he go back to carrying her? That had been much better.
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Date: 2014-09-16 03:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-09-16 05:58 pm (UTC)This wasn't ideal, MateProtector, but for you, she'd try.
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Date: 2014-09-16 11:32 pm (UTC)"Okay, you're settled in?" For the record, being licked by an antelope was fucking weird. Especially one that happened to be Banzai. "I'm not completely sure how to start my bike without freaking you the fuck out."
This was getting complicated already. Awesome.
"Do me a favor and... don't."
Yeah, that would help. But what else could he really do? He took a deep breath, one hand still on Banzai's neck, and then started the bike, holding his breath.
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