guardiandevil: (skyline)
matt murdock's life is out of control. ([personal profile] guardiandevil) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-03-02 03:34 am

Two eyes staring cold and silent

WHO: Daredevil & Open! That means YOU!!
WHERE: Various City locales
WHEN: Tuesday night, Wednesday night, & Thursday night
WARNINGS: ???
SUMMARY: Patrolling.  Sniffing around for troublemakers.  Will there be ninja fights?  Maybe.  A few bar room brawls?  Possibly.  Looming awkwardly on rooftops and in alleyways.  You bet!  Tag yourself in however you like, just specify the time/date/location!
FORMAT:  Paragraphs to start, but we can do whatever you like!

He could barely believe it was March already.  Nearly ten months he'd been in this place, nearly ten months he'd spent running around the City at night dressed like a demon, staking claim to the gentrified Hell's Kitchen that didn't actually need a guardian devil protector.  That didn't make what he did any less meaningful or important -- he still broke up drug deals, he still thwarted robberies and occasionally his night time activities were on a grander scale -- but it was starting to seem less personal now.  Daredevil would never be the beloved mascot or neighborhood hero to the people of the west side, not like he was back home anyway.

That just meant his patrols took him elsewhere.  He still mainly kept to Manhattan.  It was home, after all, and he was more comfortable there.  Even with the subtle changes brought on by the City, he was still more at ease there than in other parts of town.  But Daredevil went where the criminals went.  That's what he always did, and he did his job with the same relentlessness of a dog with the scent of a bird.  Whether he was in his scarlet colored costume, taking out punks on the street, or whether he was playing the undercover role and doing recon in a shady bar with his jacket collar popped and his Rangers hat pulled low, he had a job to do, and no case of homesickness was going to stop him.
meowminx: (jumping)

Wed night!

[personal profile] meowminx 2011-03-02 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Selina was taking a break from patrolling. And that meant sitting on the edge of a rooftop with a steaming cup of coffee. Nice view. And the coffee wasn't bad either. ]
meowminx: (up in the sky)

[personal profile] meowminx 2011-03-04 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well well. There was someone she hadn't seen in a while. ]

Not bad. Almost peaceful really.
meowminx: (if you say so)

[personal profile] meowminx 2011-03-06 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ She seems almost amused by the question. You can hear it in her voice.

Strong. Just the way I like it.

[ She sips. ]

Headed anywhere interesting or just out for a walk?
Edited 2011-03-06 02:51 (UTC)
meowminx: (dubious intentions)

[personal profile] meowminx 2011-03-07 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"They usually are." But there was doubt in her voice. Even sticking to the rooftops so far, she'd felt the electricity in the air.
meowminx: (claws ready)

[personal profile] meowminx 2011-03-13 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"No idea. Nothing good." You used to be able to blame it on the Porter, but Selina had noticed the shift over the last year or so.
a_relative_hero: (Run)

Let's say Thursday evening?

[personal profile] a_relative_hero 2011-03-03 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"C'mon! Give us your money! Jewelery and cell phones too! Do it now!"

A small group of four young men with guns had a young couple surrounded, mugging in progress. The victims are rather obviously terrified and struggling to not panic. Before the thugs could make another demand, there was a faint blur of black and gold and suddenly the young couple waas gone.

"Drop the guns, guys," Houston, the source of the blur that saved the couple currently running away from the area a bit down the street, spoke up. He was standing a few feet down on the sidewalk, goggles over his eyes and arms crossed across his chest. The thugs just turned and started shooting, obviously not what Houston was expecting judging by the surprised look on his face. He dove behind a car for cover as the bullets flew.

"Okay...probably should have thought this through more..." Houston trailed off as he crouched behind the car and tried to figure out what to do next.
a_relative_hero: (Surprise)

No worries!

[personal profile] a_relative_hero 2011-03-05 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
The scream of pain and halt to the bullets drew Houston's attention. He popped back up and jumped in surprise. "Kid Devil?" he wondered allowed. Though the man in the devil costume certainly was not a kid. The young man in black and gold jumped when he realized he should probably move.

Moving back into action, Houston rushed out from behind the car while activating his powers. Another blur and the thugs found themselves holding thin air. Houston stopped a couple feet back from Daredevil and waved to the thugs while holding the three guns.

"Too slow, guys," he chimed, leaving the actual punching to the guy in the devil costume. The young hero figured that the older guy with the clubs could hit more effectively than a skinny teenager anyway.
a_relative_hero: (Gather Courage)

/tagging back

[personal profile] a_relative_hero 2011-03-07 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Houston watched Daredevil fight as he quickly took apart the guns. He didn't want the muggers to be able to use them if they somehow got them back. The young man gave an impressed whistle as Daredevil administered that well practiced brand of justice. The guy clearly wasn't Kid Devil or even Blue Devil. He reminded Houston more of Batman.

When spoken to, Joel nodded quickly. "Got it," he replied, zipping into action again. He took the cable and started to bind up the muggers a super speed. Once the last of them was in a neatly tied pile, Houston slowed down and let out a little breath. "That went pretty well."
a_relative_hero: (Embarrassed)

[personal profile] a_relative_hero 2011-03-10 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
Houston offered a sheepish expression and nodded. He made a mental note to at least try not to make that so obvious.

"For the most part, yes. It's a...well...complicated situation," he admitted. "Having powers and being on my own is the newest stuff," the young man added. "I'm Houston," he offered a hand.
a_relative_hero: (Suit Up!)

[personal profile] a_relative_hero 2011-03-10 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Houston just smiled. He hadn't told the whole, kind of crazy story about how he got started in superheroics so he guessed it made sense for things to not sound complicated.

"Only a couple months," he replied. "Sorry about calling you Kid Devil earlier. Thought you might be like an older version of this hero I read about from back home," he added.
a_relative_hero: (Embarrassed)

[personal profile] a_relative_hero 2011-03-13 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I've been working on making sure I had a decent handle on them since I figured out I had them," Houston answered. "They still ya know...kick in if I get startled or freaked out sometimes but I'm not randomly speeding up and smashing into things," he explained. "I've got this super speed thing going on but it's different from the way every other super speed person I've talked to does it. I'm thinking it's a time manipulation power like one of these bad guys back home had."
a_relative_hero: (Look Back)

[personal profile] a_relative_hero 2011-03-14 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Houston frowned a little as well. "Yeah, heard of it a couple times. Talked with one of the students and a pair of the teachers there," he replied. "Been thinking about going but..." he trailed off and shrugged. He's been torn between wanting to learn better control and use of his powers and an aversion to letting any adult or authority figure be in charge of him.