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|Date of Scene=2014/08/19
|Location=Southern Urbania
|Synopsis=INTRO: Jinx has plans to steal a bigass laser rifle from a facility in Urbania.  Vi shows up to stop her.  BATTLE ENSUES
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|Cast of Characters=39, 547
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;SHOPPING! Well, mostly shopping, as much as a probably heavily armed young lady wandering through the industrial bits of Urbania can take part in. And that's where Jinx is tonight. Well, not so much 'shopping' as 'lurking outside a fancy ass looking factory carrying a bandolier of spraypaint and a rocket launcher'.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The place is Global Solutions, a wonderfully vague name for a weapons plant, and the time is just after dusk. The place is lightly guarded tonight, and looks more than a little deserted for a Tuesday. No one's inside afterhours at this place, so it's certainly not a production facility. Which is all sorts of all right for Jinx, who cracks open a can of bright pink spray paint in one hand, and a hand torch in the other to scorch a hole in the chain link. She's busy making everything pink as she goes, walking merrily across the parking lot.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Actually not on duty, for once. Vi's gone and left Piltover for a bit, as Caitlyn said she'd be able to handle things. Especially considering that no one in Piltover had reported seeing said heavily armed wanted criminal for a while, and other reports said she was enjoying the Multiverse, rather than Piltover itself. So, here she is.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She doesn't leave home without her gear, though, and even off-duty, she keeps herself armed. Literally, considering the huge steampunk gauntlets strapped to her back. This place doesn't seem too bad, though Vi's just got this feeling.. Something's going on close by, but she's not sure what. She's never had Cait's talent for investigation, but she still seems to know when something's off.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The first sigh would be a rather large explosion at the side of the Global plant. Jinx had done enough research here to know that the stuff she wanted WASN'T behind this particular wall, that's for sure. That's why she's confident that the xplosion would be well and truely safe to pull off. And thusly Jinx is cackling as alarms start to go off around the plant. Not bugrglar alarms but 'shit son something done exploded' alarms. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A grappling hook fires up out of a cloud of dust, and a massive pink trail of paint follows jinx as she paints a garish and colorful line of happiness into the plant.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The explosion is enough to get Vi's attention. She has her gauntlets on and the hextech gizmos that keep them going booting up, and then she has them flexing and moving. Like tendons, mucles and bone, the devices move like a real limb might. As she arrives, she knows exactly who's responsible. All that pink paint? Jinx never was much for subtle.<br /><br />"Cait. She's here." It's all Vi needs to say into her radio, for her partner to know what she's going to do, and what's going on. Caitlyn will no doubt be calling local authorities and letting them know what's going on.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Miss Jinx is clearly ready for the local cops as she starts layoung out some chompers here or there and helpfully shooting down alarms from the walls. Another coat of pink paint with a design of Jinx firing a SUPER COOL SPACEMAN LASER RIFLE, before she skips and jumps her way through a set of plastic flaps into another room. A white room, the entrance to a clean room. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ooooooohhohohohhooo~" Shivers all over, as the Cannon kicks at some controls, trying to open up the doors to whatever is inside without blowing them up. No sense in completely blowing up what she's here for.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She doesn't know she's here. Expecting the cops, sure, but.. Vi has the drop on her. No sense wasting the opportunity. She's never been one to let someone else have a fair fight, if she had the choice. She manages to slip past the mines, following the trail of paint and occasional blown out security measure. The clean room isn't so clean anymore, even as she sees her prey ahead, trying to open the doors to where the equipment she wants is kept.<br /><br />"Couldn't stick to Piltover, huh?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jinx was just about to get out her favorite crowbar when she hears the all too familiar hiss and whine of those hextech gloves, of the stomping of feet, and of THAT VOICE. THAT VOICE.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And just as quickly as she's been chuckling, laughing and getting happy over her impending heist, she's getting wide-eyed and /happy/ over... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"FAT HANDS. HOLY CRAP WHEN DID THEY LET YOU OUT? AWESOME!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh, right, Pow-pow is out and she's laying down bullet fire, trying to keep her 'buddy' at bay.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vi's reaction time is still pretty good! She has those two huge gauntlets up in front of herself, a wall of mechanized destruction, that manage to hold up against the small arms fire. "You gotta learn, sweetie, /off/-duty.. doesn't mean off-/duty/. It's Protect and Serve, the where, who, and when don't matter a whole lot!" She rolls forward, closer, and swings one of those huge fists in an uppercut. "The long arm of the law'll reach out and punch you, doesn't matter where you run to!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jinx's body bends and twists as she does a rather athletic backwards handstand to avoid that punch, braids and legs swining around the fist as she plants her feet square behind herself again and grins. It's somewhere between a happy grin and a 'gonna kill you'. SO, like usual. "But Viiiiiiiii~. If I don't rob I don't eat and if I don't eat I dont get to shoot and then where would I be? SAD~." <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A heavy, over-dramatic pout, and then she breaks the character, cackling and trying to rake bullets at Vi, seeing if she can't goad the cop away from her already made exit.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Totally not swayed by it. Vi really wouldn't care if that happened. The burst shield generated by her gauntlets blocks the latest stream of fire, and she winds up another punch. Her gauntlet sparks, spits out steam, and a shockwave rattles against the walls as a burst of power is let loose from them. It's probably good this room doesn't have things like windows or thin walls<br /><br />Might rattle teeth, though.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And jinx... nearly gets out of the way of that one. A squeak of excitement, and she hops back and up, and rides the currentl of the blast into the far wall, slapping into it and slipping to the floor. The wall cracks pretty heavily though. It's a clean room, not a panic room. and not nearly clean any more. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The blue-nette cackles happily. "Oh I MISSED THIS!" Hands fly to her bandolier, and she chucks a pair of spray cans into the air, a blast from Pow Pow exploding both of them in a mist of smoke and pait, and... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She's gone! Wait no, she's not, of course she isn't, as she happily charges through the paint cloud, Fishbones up and ready to launch some rockets! "EAT THIS!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Right, the rockets. The smoke bombs get Vi's attention, but the rockets do the rest. The paint is too fine to do much damage to her gear, at least, and they hiss another gout of steam as they take the brunt of those rockets, the blasts taking Vi off her feet and into a wall of her own, the cop stumbling up to her feet, and tucking in, as she rushes her quarry again.<br /><br />Left, right, left, she bobs and weaves her way towards the other girl, tossing out hard left and right hooks as she comes in range.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Annnnnnnd here comes the Police Brutality. Jinx could never quite dodge all of those punches, after all, and eventually they start landing. They always do. The Cannon it pummled repeatedly, before getting her ass knocked over teakettle through the wall she just tried to land in safely. A hail of computer bits and components go flying in the other room, which is apparently a chip assembly room. More contamination. Woops.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jinx pops up, an eye blacked, and grins, spitting blood out of her mouth. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And more grinning, as she scampers up and into the overheads. Wait, why is she ru-BEEP BEEP BEEP BOOM. Oh, right, bombs.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Good thing that, after venting out that burst of power, the burst shield unit Vi built into those hulking huge hextech hands of hers kicks in. The shield absorbs most of the blast.. Most. The pink-haired policewoman still takes some shrapnel to her legs and torso, that cuts into her armor and some skin. She clenches her teeth, hissing with pain, but all she can seem to focus on is that big, dumb grin.<br /><br />"You just keep right on smiling, punk.. All the easier to knock some of those teeth out of your head." She grunts, slamming her fists together as she peers up into the overheads.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well you'd know PLENTY about being a punk WOULDN'T YOU?" Jinx giggles happily down at Vi, blood dripping down the side of her face as she adjusts herself, trying to get her gear into a semblance of order as she glances maybe a bit nervously over at the fisty lady. Still grinning though, but the mask cracked just a bit for a second there. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Besides, this is WAY off your beat, isn't it, Pinky?" <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There. She pulls out her flamethrower, and looks around a bit more. Okay, plans are hard, but Vi's between her and the storage now and that's a problem. "Okay, so, As it turns out there's LOTS of new guns I picked up while I was here, you know. Like this one!" It's a garishly gright green and orange number, custom made from a Terran firebat, it would seem. "I call him HOTFOOT. Have a taste!" And then there was fire. Though not at Vi at first. Nope, at the vents overhead, causing all of the facilities sprinkler systems to go off.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vi's immediately soaked, but her equipment seems to handle the water well enough. It'd be kind of shoddy work, if it wasn't resistant to moisture, after all. Still, the woman is like a tank.. She just keeps coming, and brings her arms up together, like a shield, in front of her face. "Don't matter what kind of toys you've gone and stole, the long arm of this law is always gonna be able to reach out and grab you!" She takes a long stride, and a pair of boosters on the elbow connectors of her gauntlets fire off, shooting Vi forward, fist first.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Huge metal fingers make a grab at the other girl's limbs. "You obviously don't know how it works.. crime in progress, jurisdiction tends to go out the window!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hahahha you're so cute when you're mad y-GWAK!" And then she's grabbed from the goddamn ceiling, her eyes going wide as she's caught and slapped into the floor again, going flat out on her back. Stars are ringing and lights are flashing, but Jinx just keeps right on laughing, or trying to anyways. Her breath's gone so it sounds mostly like wheezing. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;More gasping, before she mouths something that's not really intelligable. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Truth be told it was probably ZAP as she lifts up that lightning zapper of hers and shoots the soaking wet Vi.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vi lets out a shocked noise, as she's zapped, all while soaking wet. She slumps to her knees, gasping, her arms the only thing keeping her upright, as she leans on them. Even when she does start to stand, again, she's wobbly on her legs. That thing is just as good as a tazer, so she's probably still a little dazed, too. "Uh.. nhh.." She blinks through that haze, and shakes her head.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jinx rolls backwards to her feet, getting up to a ready stance as Vi staggers, and makes a break past the cop. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, no. She stops long enough next ot the staggering Vi to chirp as best as she can in her wonderfuly grating voice. "So mad, Fat Hands. You need to work on that." She hack-cough-laughs, and runs as best as she can for the storage room, boots sliping a bit on the slickened floors. There's a fire burning up in the roof somewhere, only smouldering a bit thanks to the water. This place isn't going to surive this, though.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vi gets herself in gear again, grinding her teeth at that taunting, and she scowls as she starts moving again. She tries to give chase, and at least moves to block your escape, if she can't stop you from getting to that vault.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The vault itself looms in front of the pair now, as Jinx comes back to the entrace she'd been fiddling with before. It's almost as if someone plopped a giant metal clean room box thing on the edge of the building's perimeter. The skinny girl glances over at Vi's approach, and the... oh, well, that's her goal, is it? Okay.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The door finally flips open, and Jinx skitters inside, damp as hell as eals and alarms go off. The clean room isn't any more. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jinx's red eyes spot her target, a heavy looking blocky laser rifle in the middle of the room, looking raw and unmodified and clearly a prototype model of some sort. "PERFECT!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then Vi's next spotting of Jinx will be when the side of the vault EXPLODES out, Jinx and Fishbones trying to make an exit. She's running now, trying to charge right the hell at her Vindictive Life Partner. "VI STANDS FOR STUPID!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vi is just in time for the vault blowing open, one fist charged up with enough power to blow the vault a second time. She charges right back into Jinx, arm cocked and fist raised high, "You have the right.. to remain silent.. But I wanna hear you scream!" Vi doesn't seem to mind if she's shot at, at this point. As long as that fist finds Jinx? Worth it.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:39|Jinx (39)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jinx was expecting this, really, REALLY. And she meets the attack with a flurry of Flame Chompers, trying to harry and stall the oncoming punch in its place, but she can only do so much, really. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Cannon rolls into the punch, tackling herself into the nearby wall with a THUD. She hisses and the laser gun comes up pointign at Vi, and she pulls the trigger!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And nothing happens. A blink, and she shakes the damn thing. "FUCK! WHY DIDN'T THEY LEAVE IT CHARGED? FUCK!" A panicked look at Vi again, as the gun vanishes in a poof of Hextech sparkles, and the heavy Fishbones is brought to bear. "GOTTA SPLIT, VI. DON'T BE TOO MAD!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And the oh so familiar blast pattern of the SUPER MEGA DEATH ROCKET leaps from Fishbones... Point Blank, Danger Close.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:547|Vi (547)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, someone will probably find Vi lying around in the rubble after taking a hit from that rocket. She can help but grin a bit, though, at the look of panic on Jinx's face, when the laser gun she stole totally doesn't fire. Mad? It was worth it, just to see that panic on her face, honestly. She does managed to wake up and drag herself outside and make a call to Caitlyn, to pick her up, before she collapses outside. Rocket to the body, at that range, she can only hope Jinx had to deal with the consequences of that, too.<br> <br>


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