Scene #7664: Breakout at the Morgue

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Kukuru	The hospital where the call for help looks like any other on the outside: Ample greenery, plenty of room for vehicles and pedestrians to get around, a gift shop and snack bar at the ground floor visible from the gates to make sure nobody leaves without being tempted to spend a little money. Today, however, the hospital's ground floor is bit lacking in hospital staff and patients compared to what would normally be expected usual. Instead, there's a whole squadron of police officers gathered downstairs, looking rather impatient as they huddle behind their vehicles and appear to be waiting for something. A go ahead, perhaps? They're not entering the building, although they do appear to be watching a particular elevator rather closely through the glass windows surrounding the main building. Said elevator has a green-haired woman standing in front of it, waiting impatiently herself as the elevator just never seems to arrive. When Elites start showing up, the officers breathe a collective sigh of relief. One of them explains that a strange person showed up and demanded to be let into the morgue, said something about 'her kids' being down there, and has already beat up a couple of guards that had tried to make her leave. Upon closer inspection, there are indeed a pair of unconscious guards next to the elevator along with quite a few others between that elevator and the lobby. Inside, the woman messes with a key fob, but it doesn't seem she's making any progress with actually calling the elevator. The officers tense up and draw their weapons as she eventually dons a pair of giant claws seemingly out of nowhere and just starts forcing the doors open. She's probably done waiting.
Doctor Strange	Possible necromancer, high strength and/or martial arts skill. In one of several rumpus rooms of the Sanctum Sanctorum, Strange sighs. TURN 200 Trade offer received from Umayyads >Exit Game "O-kaaaaay... let's see what this is about." The bag of cheese puffs on his desk rolls itself up and clips itself shut, then vanishes. All of the Sanctum races past him in a blistering blur, though he himself remains perfectly stationary. He ends up in his room, where he changes out of the grey sweatpants and faded red hoodie, into apparel more fitting for fighting a possible necromancer. A hole in space opens up before him, granting the apprehensive officers a glimpse of a psych rock band's poster and a dresser behind the billowing red Cloak of Levitation. One scarred index finger is held up, as his emerald eyes are drawn towards the sound of groaning metal. Whatever pithy comment he was going to make dies before he can make it, his finger falling slowly as he simply nods. Yeah, that seems about right. Strange floats over to her, the fluttering of his cloak serving as the only sign of his approach. "So..." He glances around at the knocked out security guards. Then back at the cops. "I don't know if you know this, but you're making a lot of people really nervous. Aaaany chance you can just... tell me who your kids are, go home... I'll work it out with the hospital, bing, bang, boom, have your kids relased to you?" His hands sloooowly rise upwards in a shrug, as he wears a pleading frown.
Ishirou	I4 shows up with (hopefully) other elite responders. If not he'll look very sad at the camera. It is about this time as the STRONG HANDS tear into the elevator that gets I4 to jump as he's meeting with authorities and sighs. He probably does not soothe their worries being there. With a sigh, he walks inside. "POD scan ahead, tell us what we're in for..." he says, and the scan reveals... "Oh no.." he starts to complain. He turns a corner right as Strange is there talking to the lady in question. "Uh...yeah, what he said, please don't cause a scene we can probably work something out.." he says before sending a quick message to Strange. 'Watch out, I saw her start cutting sailors in half when they told her no."
Kukuru	Upon hearing the approach of not-cops, Kukuru pauses in her elevator-opening shenanigans to actually turn and face Strange and I4. It takes her another moment to remember to actually extract her claws from the elevator doors, causing a solid bang of noise when the doors slam shut again without the metallic things holding them open. "Hm...? Oh. Yeah, that was on purpose, mhm. Some people just need to be punished before they really understand why what they did is was... Um." She gets herself tongue tied briefly, then skips right over that and smiles softly at Strange. "So-rry. I believe you'd try, but they refused when I asked. And when I refused to leave, they just went right to violence, so... Yeah. Punishment. Right after I get my kids." I4, meanwhile, gets a recognizing look as Kukuru claps her claws together in amusement (and possibly terrifying whoever's upstairs with the slam of metal on metal). "Oh, he-llo again! You got better from last time. That's great... Oh. Um. Except I already caused a scene, and I'm gonna have to cause more of one to really show..." She sweeps a hand towards the windows, drawing a few more anxious movements from the officers posted outside. Luckily, she doesn't shoot anything out of her claws or anything like that. "All of them what it means when you say no to polite requests from the Concord, you know? So... Um. Yeah. So-rry, but it's nothing personal. I'll try to go easy on you, though." Thankfully, talking is not a free action for Kukuru, so Strange and I4 get to see her grabbing a nearby vending machine, digging her claws into it, then flinging it towards them with all the drinks and such still rattling about inside.
Ishirou	"Seriously! Don't just throw your weight around because someone tells you no!" I4 says testily. "You just don't kill people because someone had the bravery to tell you no and you're stronger than them! That's just being a tyrant!" He says before he's clipped by a very fast-moving vending machine going at incredibly high speeds. He's fast enough to not get FULL ON CRUSHED, but he does spin and hit the ground hard with a complaining ow sound to follow it. His POD helps him back to his feet as it beeps a recommendation. -You should avoid the high-velocity devices she is throwing- "/Thanks/ POD," he says, rubbing his now throbbing arm. -You are welcome, as your combat-related skills are rated at below C rank status, I will continue to provide you basic combat advice.- "I'm going to have to remove that later," I4 mutters to himself as he considers what to do next. He rolls out of cover and fires a blast of fire from the POD itself, before aiming to break into a slide and draws out two pistols. He attempts to fire a line of fire down on Kukuru, aiming for weak points, and places to try and overall cause her strength to fail her. He can't face these people one on one...that's not how he does things. He's got to weaken them, and reveal their flaws into the open and take advantage of them.
Doctor Strange	"Uggggggggggh." The groan crawls glacially from his throat as he watches Kukuru pull the vending machine from its proper place. Strange lifts one hand, fingers extended, palm parallel with the wall. The moment Kukuru tosses that thing, space gets weird. Strange makes a one-inch punch on the empty air, which cracks and shatters like glass. I4's slide continues as he expects it to. But Strange... as the vending machine flies towards him, the hallway leading to the elevator unnaturally stretches out, and I4 weirdly proceeds as he expected while the Sorcerer Supreme is pushed back, back, and back. The cops and unconscious guards are now nowhere to be seen. A wall with a corkboard of community notices and health advisories juts out as if someone had pushed a block in a jenga tower. The vending machine crashes through it, and agin through another tesselated copy of that same wall. Strange is battered with high-velocity parts from the shattered machine before he can get up a barrier. A glowing orange ring of arcane glyphs and magic circles flickers brightly as fragments of plexiglass pelt it. "Just for that, no scene," he says. "Unless the scene is more important than beating us, in which case, by all means, waste your strength breaking out of the Mirror Dimension." "Which is where we are." "At this point." There's an awkward pause, and then the barrier splits into two, after Strange makes a motion like deflecting an opponent's attack with his forearm. Now two shimmering mandalas burn before his scarred hands. The hallway shifts and turns in a very disorienting fashion--yet I4 can always find 'down' when he needs to. Strange is deliberately tumbling the hallway like a kaleidoscope, making it a geometric hellscape fraught with bumps, bruises and cheap shots for Kukuru.
Kukuru	"Why not? Kids don't learn to listen if there's no punishment for doing whatever they want. People won't learn that not listening to Concord can be bad, too." Kukuru furrows her brow as she watches I4 takes cover for a moment, scratching her cheek idly and trying to figure out how to flush him out. Thankfully, he does that for her when he pops out of cover, but it's also in the middle of shooting her with his POD. Even with her claws raised to defend against the bullets, Kukuru's not quite expecting those shots to hit her joints instead. They punch right through her elbows and knees, causing her to buckle visibly with the strength leaving her limbs. It only lasts for a short moment, however, as she props herself up on those claws, and the bleeding wounds quickly knit themselves closed while the bullets get slowly shoved right back out of her. "Ow... Good shot, though. You're getting better at this." She giggles softly, then extends her legs behind her as she gets into a sprinter's preparation stance with her butt wiggling in the air and all. "Maybe that's why Rita was so rough last time... Guess I should try that, too." Kukuru flings herself forward, and she immediately regrets it as she only then finds out what Strange really meant about taking them to the Mirror Dimension. The hallway is far longer than she expected it to be, gravity seems to be optional as the walls batter her around instead of letting her just move in a straight line while the floor and ceiling swap places enough that she can't take two steps without stepping through the window or falling through an old ceiling tile. "Tricky stuff you got there... Ah. Magic really is cool, isn't it? Protecting your friend there is a good instinct, too." Picking herself up out of the ceiling again, Kukuru latches onto a wall with her claw to stabilize herself briefly while looking between I4 and Strange again. "... But I can do that, too." And then she abruptly vanishes in a swirling portal of dark energy, complete with a rather generic noise that signifies someone teleporting. She appears behind each of them in a similar portal with a similar noise, her claws raised briefly each time to try and snatch up the pair and smash them into the nearby walls (or technically floor or ceiling depending on which way she's facing by then).
Doctor Strange	"Well, yeah," says Strange almost conversationally. "What's the point of playing wingman for somebody if you're gonna let 'em croak?" Bullshit happens when Kukuru teleports. Another Strange appears, standing upside down on one of those ceiling tiles, with a scrape across his cheek, freshly cut. One arcane hand gesture from him, and the Strange that Kukuru had attempted to grab scoots backwards as if someone had put him on a treadmill. Her claw scrapes across his cheek, leaving a nasty cut identical to the one Ceiling!Strange now has. Floor!Strange takes to the air. Arms crossed at the wrist, index fingers on thumbs, he uncrosses his arms and makes a gesture with his fingers that resembles the opening of an eye. He's gone, in a flash of green light, as is Celing!Strange, the latter of which reappears in the exact same position before a second has even passed. "By the way," says Strange, tossing I4 a strange butterfly bracelet. If he should slip it on, he'll be gifted the power of flight himself, thanks to a pair of blue-green iridescent wings, formed of shimmering energy, that appear at his back. "How's S6?" Strange un-gravities himself, deciding that 'down' is now 'right,' and as his body 'falls' to the right, the rings of his mandalas shift, bidden by a motion that looks like a flurry of rabbit punches. Icy, spiked tendrils sprout from windows, shattering glass, slapping aside the bulky monitor at the nurse's station and trying to pummel, stick or chill Kukuru into submission.
Ishirou	The world gets... Strange. Sunglasses fall onto the player's head. However, with that, this causes I4 a bit of vertigo, trying to get his barrings in the right way, and also not knowing that Kukuru could battlefield teleport. This causes a problem when she grabs him from behind and drags him through the ground before tossing him into a nearby wall. This would have knocked the air out of him if not for being a killer robot, and simply causes him to slide to the ground. Guns fading as he rethinks his approach. However, there are a LOT of points to jump from...and he starts calculating a trajectory. "There!" he says and grabs a spear out of the combat system. This time he bounces from point to point, aiming to rotate things around ALOT as he tries to come at Kukuru from multiple directions, and as close to impossible as he can. He aims for armor points, joints, anything he can use to soften those defenses up. "I wasn't fighting correctly versus her. I was...trying to challenge you people with how you fight, and not using how I should fight. I wasn't confident, but..." he says, striking again. "I'm slightly more confident in myself!" the POD releases a bit of confetti behind him. "Thank you, POD."
Ishirou	I4 catches the bracelet post-attack, slipping it on quickly. On that's going to help /nicely/. "Thanks!" he shouts back to one strange. "Uh...she's good! Still, you know, better at being a killer robot than I am, ya know? Uh, actually, we might have a situation I'd love to have you help with, but uh...current problems first, yeah?"
Kukuru	"Two of you...?" Kukuru looks up(?) as she sees a Strange on the ceiling and another Strange on the floor, her confusion only partially set aside when two become one after that flash of light. Following his movements more closely now, she watches as Strange goes from the ground to the windows, catching a glimpse of the spiked tendrils as they start to lash out at her. She swings her claws at them reflexively, wincing as the the chilly spikes pierce into her arm. "Oh, that's... That's a new feeling. I don't really like that one." Maybe that's what she wanted, though, as she brings her stupid freak strength to bear. Relying on her nanites to keep her healthy through this fight rather than actively dodging anything, she twists her claw around in a quick circle, then tries yanking the tentacles wholesale out of whatever dimensional hole or unseen being they're attached to with brute force. She uses her other claw to push off the floor, launching herself right at Strange with all the subtlety of a flying brick as she tries to just smash herself and him through that same glass before following up with rapid downwards (?) slams of her claws on the way. Leaving the floor and moving in a straight line, however means that I4 has a pretty easy time predicting where Kukuru will be. His rapid stabs from so many directions have her slowing down to just let her nanites piece her wounds back together, only really able to focus on the worst injuries with how quickly they're mounting. Strangely enough, however, it doesn't look like she necessarily has any armored points on her body or any armor at all. She's just wearing regular going-outside clothes. They're actually pretty nice clothes, too, aside from all the battle damage that's being caused by everyone tearing them apart. "Trying to improve on your weak areas isn't a bad idea... But trying to be good at everything just makes you weak at what you're good at, you know? A spoon is never gonna cut good like a knife and still be good at soup unless you... Um. Wanna risk cutting your mouth open." Again, she takes a break in the middle of fighting to actually say that. Once she finishes, however, she disappears in another portal of dark energy! This time, she reappears far above I4, trying to dive right on top of him with a mighty hammerblow bolstered by the power of gravity and possibly also property destruction if he's still inside!
Ishirou	I4 looks up... "Oh no," he says before the POD hits him in the back. The POD and I4 go tumbling over but manage to start flying. This causes the SHOCKWAVE and DEBRIES from the strike to impale and hurt I4, which sends him end over end towards a wall and crashes right side up. He starts yanking some pieces of glass out of his body, while the pod is trying to yank a piece of rebar out of his side. "It's not about doing everything, it's about doing what I am good at. I'm good at analyzing, and predicting...paperwork and all that. I'm not all that strong or fast, but I am good with working with those who are..." he says, with a grin. Strange might see the idea in his head. He fires a beam of energy, but this time it's followed by a second beam. This time it attempts to hack directly into Kukuru's body, trying to do more than hurt her, but trying to turn her body's magic in on itself and try and make everything she does super hard. Everything feels exhausting, overwhelming, and just pure too much effort.
Doctor Strange	"Yeah, sure, no problem, man, just send me a text. Glad to help." His tone is affable, as Kukuru begins tugging on the Icy Tendrils. They snap off, and there is an unnerving sensation as they continue to wriggle in her grasp for a second or two even once they've been severed. <J-IC-Scene> I4 says, "...you know there are better ways to do this kind of thing right?" <J-IC-Scene> Doctor Strange says, "Evidently not... here we are." As Kukuru leaps through the air, Strange's cloak billows out behind him and he floats backwards along the wall, his speed shrouded by the graceful, dreamlike manner of his flight. His scarred fingers form several rapid mudras, and a screen of several hard light barriers formed of interlocking mandalas appears to slow her. <J-IC-Scene> I4 says, "Like, going to the people who run the hospital and go 'I can revive dead people'." "Oh, no," says Strange, as Kukuru's strength proves too great to be stopped. He's forced to block her blow with the mandalas before his hands, and even that sends him skidding backwards across the wall. "...that's a terrible idea for someone like her." The hallway folds out like someone opening a cardboard box completely, revealing an unsettling vista of the city spread out all around them. Beneath them. Pillars of teseelated broken vending machines form--cover for I4, with little mini-vending machines sticking out of them that he can use as footholds. The ground ripples in square waves, making solid footing difficult, and favoring Strange and I4's agile tactics. "If they don't think you escaped a psych ward they're gonna think there's some kind of catch. You, uh... you want Yuuki... for that kind of approach." <J-IC-Scene> Kukuru says, "I tried doing that, but they said some stuff about... Red tape? And felony murder investigations... Lots of legal stuff I don't have time for." <J-IC-Scene> I4 says, "Ok hold on I have an idea." <J-IC-Scene> I4 says, "/I/ am good with red tape and stuff." <J-IC-Scene> I4 says, "Why not just ask me?" <J-IC-Scene> Kukuru says, "You are? Huh... That /would/ make things easier. But... Yeah, Mister... Guh. Magicy guy has a point, too." "Tell you what," says Strange, as I4 shoots that beam. One hand folds behind his back as he rises high into the air. The opposite hand is extended, index and middle fingers pointing. An unusual brass ring envelops both fingers. "You're frustrated because of all the red tape, paperwork, bureaucracy." Holes in space open up, around the battlefield. I4's initial blast goes from a straightforward attack, to a mind-boggling space-bending nightmare that winds between numerous portals, some mere inches from each other, others at opposite ends of the quaking vending machine forest. "You also feel insulted because you came here wanting to help and got told to take a hike. Right?" Another spell--his motions look as though he's deflecting an opponent's strike to pin them with some sort of hold. "Plus it's your... kids, in there. How about you work that off with the two of us, and then, no matter what happens, win or lose--we'll help you get them out." Red constraints with molten, smoldering cores fly like striking snakes from the center of his mandalas. The Crimson Bands of Cyttorak can be broken--but they are designed to make that as exhausting a process as possible, working in tandem with I4's attack to sap Kukuru's strength the harder she fights. "A hallway full of unconscious security goobers and a fight with two Paladins is a... pretty good statement, I think."
Kukuru	"A support guy, then. That's fine. I am too, you know?" Kukuru rpelies to I4 as she rolls onto her front, then pushes herself back up with a lazy stretch and yawn that suggest she's not completely used to fighting this long. That, or she just doesn't particularly enjoy it. "I'd like to be, anyway. Fighting on the front lines is so much work." She lets out a dreary sigh, then brings up a hand to try and deflect that beam of I4's, but its true danger lies in its indirect effects rather than actively harming her. To make matters worse, Strange opens up all those holes to make it even more confusing where I4's attack will come from. So, instead of trying to avoid and defend directly against any of it, she just stands right in place and lets her nanites do the heavy lifting. The constraints latch onto her arms and legs, and Kukuru simply braces for impact as the beam goes somewhere she can't (or doesn't want to) follow. It strikes her dead on thanks to those constraints, but she barely looks like she's affected at first. "That... Sounds about right, yeah." It comes out in her tone, the next yawn, and in the a distinct sluggishness in her movements compared to before. She only makes a token effort at tugging on the constraints, then squats in place as she mulls over Strange's words. "Well... I didn't really need help myself. But it'd be easier to get them back home if they just let me in, you know? But when they got all insistent and stuff, then I didn't really have a choice but to punish them. So..." She gestures around vaguely, not quite realizing that the guards had already been moved a while ago by Strange's sorcery. "It is a pretty good statement, I guess... Yeah, making sure they learn from this is important. The guards, my kids... I'm glad you understand." Kukuru smiles genuinely, and then she disappears once again. By this time, it might be a little too predictable that she's going to reappear behind I4 and Strange, and the smart money is on her actually trying to mix things up for once. She does not. She just does that same thing again, but instead of trying to batter the everloving shit out of them, she instead tries to grab them both and just pin them down with the weight of her claws and the strength of her arms. "Do you two have kids of your own?"
Ishirou	I4's now more in the zone, trying to better predict Kukuru, while also trying to put together a plan for how to take her down. Eyes race under the cloth he has over his eyes, and within he's seeing a way to win, even if they lose. Strange is good at talking to people, so he puts it away for later. He could be better at this...he should be... He speaks again, "Look, I get you to want to help people, but also think about it from their point of view. People who could just come in here would do all sorts of unspeakable things to people who had died, or your help...right? I get red tape and all that seems annoying to get through, but it ALSO protects your kids from people who would use goodwill like yours for their own awful end." He drops from his point of view, flying to a better one...regardless of what she says, they are still fighting. He has to do something, so he'll continue to work on offense. Once more, he tries, looking at what might be...trying to figure an angle through all of this upside right side up stuff. There...! A beam fires, he's aiming it to bounce off a mirror but figures Strange gets what he's doing and will help land his attack properly. The beam causes sparks of fire to erupt across Kukuru's body again, making everything even MORE painful when they strike.
Doctor Strange	Kukuru gets her claw on Strange. Weird... why didn't he do the switcheroo like last time? "Nah," he says. "Even if I meet somebody..." One-two-three-four. Elbow, shoulder, neck, face. Four different pressure points are struck, one-handed, by the Sorcerer Supreme. It's nothing her nanites can't fix. But it's certainly enough to get him free of her grasp. He tears another hole in space. And another. "A lot of stuff would have to change before I thought about kids," admits the Sorcerer Supreme as conjured, golden-orange weapons fly from the portals to batter her. They're all blunt instruments--staves, clubs, hammers. Even a shillelagh. "I just don't have the time," he answers honestly. "Kids need that, I hear." Trying to outrun her is all he can do to stay ahead of her clear advantage in physical strength, but even that is difficult with her gift for teleportation. "Good point, I4," says Strange, as he levitates down. The floor stops trembling. The Cloak of Levitation unclasps from him, and more of that unusual broken-glass effect appears before I4's beam. Only this time, something much different happens. "Okay, this is gonna get really weird, so don't think too much about it. And no blabbing about what your sensors tell you." Five more I4s appear in flashes of green light, each one plucked from a different fraction of a second in time. Each one is positioned by Strange to create a crossfire. "So," says Strange. "Yeah." "Something else to consider," says another Strange, appearing from behind a pillar with his own Cloak of Levitation -also- floating freely behind him. "Is that these places..." continues a third, also cloakless with Cloak in tow, perched dramatically atop another pillar. "Sometimes end up sucking the empathy out of people," says a fourth, perched atop one of the mini-vending-machine footholds. Atop a rising mountain of smashed-in computer monitors, a fifth: "It sucks." A sixth, holy shit, surfing down it with on a shattered front desk fragment, "And I know you Concord guys hate getting big-leagued by desk jockeys," he finishes, as his Cloak high-fives him for sticking the landing, "Especially when you're trying to help. But beating the snot out of them just makes them, personally, resent and fear people like you. In this case, it's your kids. So I can understand why that wouldn't be at the front of your mind. Just consider it, if you're ever in a similar position." "'Kay?" says a seventh, lounging in a pair of plastic chairs by using one as a footrest. That's his strategy--talk her down, while also making 'actually hitting the correct Strange' a matter of either guessing correctly or making broad, sweeping attacks. Attacks that he must surely be banking on his ability to avoid.
Kukuru	"The Concord." Kukuru corrects I4, noticing that one of her claws didn't impact on anything and looking over at Strange instead just in time for him to jab her in several spots consecutively. Although there's clear discomfort when he jabs those points on her arm, there's also some brief giggling when he goes for her neck and face abruptly. Even a physical engine of destruction like her can be ticklish. "Thinking too hard about how everyone's gonna feel about anything I do is too much work." She answers I4 and Strange as she sees the blindfolded android keeping his distance and the sorcerer warping away. "It's pretty hard to make everyone happy when we all want different and opposite stuff. As long as I make sure that the Concord is happy and healthy by the end of it all, then... Um." "Yeah." She's pretty bad about finishing her thoughts, too, but the intent is pretty clear: She doesn't seem to care too much about collateral damage despite her friendly demeanor. Pushing herself up again, she appears to be building up a second wind, stretching her arms and shaking off the aches while watching all those Stranges and I4s popping out of the woodwork. "It'd be a lot easier if places could just... Function, you know? If the red tape was just gone and everyone got together under one banner... But I'm not really a strategist or whatever, either. They didn't make me smart enough to pull that off." She pauses briefly. "If they did, I probably wouldn't be here. But that's why people like you should join us, too. Then it'd be easier to think about that kinda stuff." What should just be one beam becomes way too many for Kukuru to actually count on short notice, and certainly way too many to react to even attempt to avoid. The fire that spreads from the multiple points of impact actually has her screeching when she catches on fire, looking completely immolated and laying still for several moments. <<"Is it over?">> One of the officers outside with the worst timing ever as Kukuru lifts her claws off the ground, then drops them back down. The tips dig into the concrete, and then she goes flying again via flinging herself around, covered in burns that would look painfully crippling if not for the knowledge that she's the regenerating sort. She bounds around at (relatively) high speeds, building up even more speed with each bounce as she tries to slam into every single Strange and I4 like a human(ish) projectile.
Doctor Strange	"..." "No, yeah, totally some good points there," says Surfing Strange, leathery palms extended outwards in a conciliatory gesture. I'd say 'too hard' is... definitely a few blocks down the street from where we're at. Maybe over on the next street, actually, but..." "You do you," finishes Monitor Mountain Strange, shortly before Kukuru's attack disappears him and Surfing Strange both. Every other Strange is battered in sequence, until Kukuru builds up enough momentum to-- Shatter the Mirror Dimension. In that moment, all of the bizarre constructs vanish, replaced with the very mundane hospital hallway, the bent elevator doors, the unconscious guards, and, of course, the anxiously waiting officers outside. Strange is hurled by some sort of magical feedback, nearly slamming into the desk at the nurse's station, but an agile flip and some gravitational cheating allow him to stand preposterously upon the edge of the desk. "Just about!" Strange calls back to the doorway. He has to crouch and use the lip of the table to weirdly look up-behind. It allows him to conceal his hands, and when he stands back 'up' it's to finish some mystical movement. Scores of spectral fists, transparent with prismatic light dancing across them, fly towards her, diverting around I4. Where they strike, there are bright and disorienting flashes of light accompanied with headache-inducing pops and bangs.
Ishirou	Temporally, I4 is split into several versions of himself, and the doc DID tell him not to scan or question it too much. However, the moment they fired, they paused, and all looked at each other. One is EDGY I4, who has S6's weapon and a red flower on his visor. He also looks like he's been shot to hell recently. You have a normal I4, who seems to be in a sweater jacket and holding a gun. There is 9S for some reason here, who looks really confused about all of this. There is, also oddly, another guy who seems only vaguely resembling I4 and is completely human who is just standing in the back looking confused. Several versions of the same I4 are from stages in this version of I4. Including weird obsessive I4, I4 from two weeks ago who just had his arm blow off, I4 from two weeks in the future who is ejecting sand out of everything, and then A second I4 from an unidentified timeline. For a moment, all of them point at each other. However, this is interrupted by Kukuru trying to shoot them all into space. They in unison jump back, trying to get away from the blast zone before the ones who actually fight are preparing something dangerous. Blasts of hacking energy are used to try and once more slow her down. Others are trying to get on either side of her to try and trap her in an energy field. There are even two more trying to fire more burning shots, and the edgy one with S6's blade jumps up trying to cut through her with vicious assaults. Also when it's all done there is an explosion around Kukuru for no reason at all other than the writer of this pose has played too many SRW games.
Kukuru	When the Mirror Dimension falls apart, Kukuru is still in mid-body toss when she just crashes right back into that elevator door. The slam makes a painful-sounding noise, but it seems that she's done more damage to it than it did to her by the time she gets right back up. Cricking her neck sounds less like popping an aching spot and more like just relocating a joint, but she seems more tired than anything else even with the mounting wounds from the prolonged battle. That doesn't quite work to her advantage, though, because Strange's magic fists come flying in right about when she's ready to move again. She hunkers down when they start battering her down, using her giant claws just to weather each blow pushing her past those windows and out onto the sidewalk. That makes it all too easy for I4 and I4 and Guy Foureri and I4 and I4 and 9S and I4 to chain their attacks together in one explosive mass. Between all the hacking blasts, the actual sword-hacking, and the non-hacking fire blasts, there's not really much to see as the combination ends up exploding Kukuru's entire position and then some. <<"Okay. Now is-">> The cop is stopped from continuing by a commanding officer as the smoke clears, revealing that Kukuru is looking rather dead in a crater. There's smoke coming out of it and everything, but as the commanding officer suspected? There's movement again after a while. It takes considerably longer for Kukuru to get back up this time around compared to earlier, and her wounds are visibly glowing as the nanites work to put her back together, but she's still distinctly alive and ready to go for another round! Hypothetically. She lets out a long, pained groan as she drags her claws around the dirt in her little crater, smoothing it out and shaping into something a little more comfortable than a pile of busted concrete before lying on her side atop her makeshift dirt-bed. "I think.. Yeah, I'm done for now. You win." Kukuru lets out another strained stretching noise as she lounges right in place, drawing some confused looks from the police officers still keeping their guns trained on her. They're looking towards I4 and Strange for guidance at this point. Should either of them probe her mind, meanwhile, they'll be able to confirm that she truly does have no intention of fighting further at this point. She just wants to take a nap.
Ishirou	There was one weird thing that might stick out to Strange with the crisis of infinite I4's before the magic wears off. One of them is a completely normal human, but it's not an alternative timeline, but rather a past interaction if he can tell the differences. It's also a bit FUZZIER than the others...like it's on a similar signal, but not the right frequency. When they disappear, I4 needs a moment to consider what he just saw into a package that his overthinking brain can understand and process. He was warned, but I4 unfortunately is far too curious for his own good. This causes headaches for a few days. To Kukuru he sighs and shrugs, "I know it's hard just...reach out to me next time ok?" he says with a sigh, and sits down at the corner of where she landed. He waves the cops off, but they probably don't listen to him because Strange is obviously in charge here.
Doctor Strange	"Alright, that's a wrap. We'll take it from here." >< <> What follows is the grinding of metal, as Strange turns back time using an emerald band around his wrist, conjured of glowing, intertwined mystic lines. The elevator is slowly, and very noisily repairing itself. "YEAH," says Strange, "I MEAN, IF NOTHING ELSE, THIS KINDA THING... WE'RE GOOD AT IT, Y'KNOW?" "..." "There, okay. Elevator's fixed. Kukuru is teleported, by one of those strange hissing portals, to a row of hospital chairs. "Sleep it off, and I'll go and smooth things over with the hospital administrator... and get those bodies released to you today." "I4, get with the head of security and the medical staff, find out who's available to take care of these guys, and get it done." He strokes his goatee. "Catch you later." He's gone, fallen through a portal in the floor drawn by idle fingers.
Kukuru	"Mmn... I'll try to remember, yeah." Kukuru murmurs, already sounding like the adrenaline from fighting is wearing off. With I4 sitting sort of nearby, it gives her a brief moment to pick up one of her claws, reach over to him, and ~~clobber~~ pat him on the head gently. Despite the giant claws being giant freaking claws, there's a distinct gentleness to the gesture. "You did good today, I4. Be proud of that." She giggles softly, closes her eyes, and then promptly freaks out when she gets teleported onto a row of chairs. It's only for a moment, but suddenly being teleported by someone else instead of doing it herself means having the feet of those chairs scraping around annoyingly while she gets her bearings. "Eh...? Oh, yeah. Good idea. You did good, too, Ste-phen. It's a shame you're both working with the Paladins, though... We can always use more smart people like you two around, you know?" She chuckles softly, then rests her head back. With the hospital grounds fixed, meanwhile, it leaves the police officers with a whole lot of confusion on how to proceed. Still, with I4 on the case... Someone's going to be stuck answering a lot of questions at this rate, and they definitely won't be going near Kukuru to ask them.
Ishirou	I4 looks a little happy about how everything turned out... Then everyone leaves, and reality hits him. "Aw man..."