Description: Delta Red has made their own investigation into the sale of Glow on the streets of Metro. And while they do have some information on who's distributing and who's dealing, the investigation goes south. While Lita suffers defeat at the hands of Damnd, she doesn't go down without taking the Glow supply with her.
The Glow epidemic in Metro City seems to be centered in the slums, which isn't exactly shocking - most of the new threats to Metro City's safety come from here. Mad Gear has taken over a small tenement building to store and peddle the Glow from, several Mad Gear hoods hanging out in front of the building. Damnd sits on the front steps of the run down and dilapidated building, chatting with his goons. He laughs easily, the business good and the money real. He has a bottle of Red Stripe Jamaican lager in his hand, in clear defiance of city ordinances regarding open alcoholic beverages. This is the lion's den - this is the city of the Damnd.
Lita's investigations didn't start today. In fact it started a few days ago. Surveillance was put in place. Disguises. Pictures were taken of transactions being made. Pictures of customers, of distributors, the whole nine. After that they planned on handing off everything to the FBI and to the Mayor since it's questionable how trustworthy the police force is.
When Lita arrives today, it's not in the disguise of a street urchin but rather her variant of the Delta Red uniform. Green sleeveless catsuit with a leg removed. She's wearing a large sword on her back and while she's not exactly looking for war, she'll be ready for it all the same.
"Nice business you have there." Lita doesn't always do the stealth thing.
Damnd looks up at Lita from his spot on the steps, blinking behind his blue shades at the oddly dressed woman. Looks military, but he doesn't know from where. "Thanks, mon," Damnd replies, grinning widely. He slurps some of his lager, before asking, "So, you dressed up to go to the comic convention?" he asks, grinning and laughing. Several of his hoods also laugh, not knowing that they're in some pretty serious danger.
"Not quite, love," she says answering the question about comic conventions. "Besides. That's not until October." She moves closer to the product. Looking over the GLOW for a moment before turning to Damnd. "What is this, you're selling right here? It's glowing is quite curious I must say."
Her smile is almost predatory as she looks at the thugs surrounding her. Especially at Damnd.
"It's called 'Glow'," Damnd replies, holding a Glowstick with a syringe on one end between his thumb and forefinger. "It makes you tough. And gives you one hell of a rush. You're not a cop, are you?" he asks, fully aware that American entrapment laws prevent a police officer from denying that question - at least, if they want to prosecute in court. The liquid in the stick glows, casting a reflection off Damnd's shades.
That's the thing. Lita's /not/ a cop. She can easily deny it and be telling the truth. "No not a cop." She pauses for a moment before she drops the bomb shell. "I'm military." And there's the fact she has a British Accent. "And just someone with a vested interest with taking that, off the street."
And with that, she takes a boot foot into one of the crates to destroy some of Damnd's product. "Oops! Did I do that? Sorry." Her face takes on a look of faux innocence before she turns to see what Damnd's going to do about it.
Damnd frowns at this, especially as she kicks the crate of Glow, sending the phosphorescent liquid everywhere. He puts down his beer and stands up to his full height, the thugs around him drawing knives. "You shouldn't have done dat," Damnd says, walking down the steps. "You owe me t'ree hundred fifty bucks. And if you don't wanna pay, I'm gonna have t' take da money outta yo' hide!" He and his goons surround Lita, Damnd scowling. "You damned narcs, t'inking yo' so smart. But I gotta tell you somet'in' - drugs are nature's hugs."
COMBATSYS: Damnd has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Lita has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Lita has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Lita has joined the fight here.
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"When, love, did I claim to be smart?" She then glances at the thugs surrounding her before sliding a foot back. She still isn't reaching for her sword, yet. But she's watching, waiting and listening. "But if anything, you're going to back off and turn yourselves in. And I'm not going to pay the 'T'ree hundred fifty bucks.'"
Lita doesn't attack. That's mainly because when one comes down to it, she doesn't have authority so breaking their heads invalidates everything she has done up to now. At least if they attack first, she can claim self-defense, and if they attempt to claim destroying property they have to claim it on contraband which works against them. "So are you going to let little ol' me go?" She seriously doubts it.
COMBATSYS: Lita focuses on her next action.
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Lita 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Damnd
Damnd frowns at Lita, punching a fist into an open hand. "I t'ink I'm gonna teach you a lesson, beyotch!" Damnd spits, looking rather angry. With his men trapping Lita in the circle, Damnd jumps forward, becoming a living cannonball as he flies at Lita. "Ay-ay-ay-ay!" he cries, as he flies at Lita!
COMBATSYS: Lita blocks Damnd's Damnd Ball.
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Lita 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Damnd
There. Lita has her self-defense claim.
There. Lita has her self-defense claim. As the circle tightens around Lita, she raises her guard, covering up her body as Damnd goes bodily flying at her. And she ends up sliding backwards from the impact of the 250 pound thug. If she hadn't defended against that, she could only imagine what that would've felt like.
Lita finds herself right next to a thug wearing a chain around his waist(thankfully it's not holding his pants up since he's actually wearing a belt). She yanks the chain from his waist and attempts to whack the Damnd ball with it. "I wonder what you have to teach me. Nothing I'd like to learn, I'd wager."
COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Lita's Fierce Strike.
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Lita 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Damnd
Damnd raises his arm, the chain striking it and wrapping around his wrist. He uses it to yank Lita towards him, lashing out with his other arm with a fist at Lita's face. "I'll teach you to interfere with a man's biddiness! I'm just tryin' t' make a livin' here, and you come up here, gettin' all up in my face, mon!" He growls at her, glaring daggers from behind his shades. "All high an' mighty, thinkin' a black man can't make a buck in dis town!"
COMBATSYS: Damnd successfully hits Lita with Quick Punch.
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Lita 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Damnd
Lita is galled. Galled by the blatant playing of the race card. So galled in fact that the fist connects cleanly with her face and she steps back stunned. Stunned and enraged. "You being black has nothing to do with it. I'd do the same to anybody selling this rubbish regardless of race, gender, religion."
"I object to the fact that you're poisoning people with this dreck. I object to the fact that in those syringes, you're giving people an easy route to everything I had to bleed and sweat to obtain through my hard labors. I object to the fact that you seem think I had things easy when I've often had to work three or four times harder than others to prove my worth just because I'm a woman. No I don't object to this because you're black! I object because you're making money off the misery and addiction of others and because you don't value hard work based on the drugs you sell and the fact that you are so quick to take the easy route to making money."
Lita takes the chain and attempts to wrap it around Damnd's arm as she performs an armbar takedown forcing him face down to the ground and if she get that performing a bit of a wrench on his arm.
COMBATSYS: Damnd Toughs Out Lita's Close Quarters Catch!
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Lita 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Damnd
Damnd gets an earful from Lita, frowning at her as she talks and making a little 'blah blah' gesture with his hand. "Yeah, you a woman, so what. Yeah, you worked hard, so what. Yeah, you t'ink yo' not racist, so what." As the chain wraps around his arm and he's sent face first into the ground, he springs back up, and rushes at Lita. "I'm gonna beat you so bad dat you be eatin' through a tube!" He attempts to grab her by the neck, before slamming her to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Lita fails to interrupt Guillotine Drop from Damnd with Cannon Spike.
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Lita 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Damnd
Lita's hands get tangled up in chain as Damnd grabs her neck. She doesn't have time and so she reacts. Her heel begins to move upwards as she tries to launch the both of them into the air but Damnd's grip remains true and she's bodily thrown to the ground. "I don't have to prove I'm not racist to you. Besides, you'd probably call a black person who objected to you dealing drugs as a sellout wouldn't you?"
She slowly rises from the ground, hand finally freed from the tangle of chain.
Damnd laughs in satisfaction as he drills Lita into the ground back-first, a series of hoots coming up from his men. "A sellout? Bob Marley didn't deal drugs, he's not a sellout. Now, maybe Colin Powell /is/ one...Workin' in da white man's world like dat! Shameful." He lashes out with his leg, attempting to kick Lita in the gut. "Smoke weed every day!"
COMBATSYS: Damnd successfully hits Lita with Light Kick.
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Lita 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Damnd
Lita steps back as her moves to the quick release of her large sword. Unfortunately with Damnd standing at 6'3" he has unbelievable reach with his legs and she can't step far enough away that she's out of the reach of the man's large boot.
Lita doubles over in pain and coughing as she frees her sword from the release and then takes a step forward slashing out with her sword three times in rapid succession. "You aren't answering the question. Someone who would /object/ to /you/ selling drugs."
COMBATSYS: Lita successfully hits Damnd with Triple Slash.
- Power hit! -
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Lita 1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1 Damnd
"Hey, mon, if dey don't like de biddiness, dat's dere problem." Damnd gets cut by the sword, blood spewing out of the wounds. "Owww, dat really stung. You know, you mean, you know dat?" he states, bleeding from the deep wounds across his barrel torso. He attempts to grab Lita by the throat again, spinning her around, then slamming her into the steps of the apartment complex. "I'm gonna take you apart!"
COMBATSYS: Damnd successfully hits Lita with Super Guillotine Drop.
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Lita 1/=======/=======|-------\-------\0 Damnd
Lita knows she's not going to be able to get out of the way so she goes into self preservation mode. Attempting to roll, sprawl. Anything to keep her from being slammed. The problem is in that spin. It keeps her from getting her feet down and as a result, there's pretty much no saving her.
"Ok. Fine." The last thing she wants is to be captured so her best hope is to send the group of thugs scattering and causing enough chaos that they'll have too much to worry about to focus on keeping her from leaving regardless of whether it's by extraction or limping/crawling.
She charges at Damnd shoulder first to shove him backwards and then she spins around wildly swinging at any crates or any thugs who happen to be in her path. If they are going to bloody her nose, she's at least going to make it pyrrhic victory for them.
COMBATSYS: Lita can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Lita's Bum's Rush.
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Damnd puts his arms up in a cross, skidding backwards as Lita launches herself at him. His goons get knocked around, and several crates are smashed, some of them containing Glow. As he hears sirens, he shouts out, "It's de pigs! Everyb'dy, run!" They all scatter, leaving Lita to explain her situation to Metro City Police.
COMBATSYS: Damnd has ended the fight here.
Log created on 10:39:45 05/11/2012 by Lita, and last modified on 08:27:52 05/12/2012.