It's a long way down

[fronttowardenemy]

WHO: Castle and Chang
WHERE: City streets
WHEN: Later tonight?
WARNINGS: Violence.
SUMMARY: Frank goes roaming for rumors about Asthenoa, and runs into some unlucky punks -- as well as a familiar face.
FORMAT: Quick.


[ His wounds from Asthenoa have not entirely healed yet, but there is something to be said for the stubbornness of Frank Castle.

His stride barely betrays the injury on his leg; the only tell being the slightest halt in his usually steady pace. There are too many unknowns left from Aesthenoa to sit idle and wonder about 'maybe' and coincidence. He needs something solid.

If he runs into some unfortunate idiots in the process, then their luck is at its lowest. His patience is already incredibly short. ]

Comments

[uzi]

<sub>( it was the first time since the very beginning that she hadn't ended up in another world, but monica is far from grateful. in fact, she's mostly annoyed, because now she has to get her information second-hand. it also means that whatever patterns she'd been working with have been broken, and she has to recalculate.

so she's hit the streets, looking for a fight. brows narrowed dangerously over gray eyes, lips set in a scowl, there's no mistaking it.

the fact that she just punched a man out into the street? sort of makes it unmistakable. )</sub>

[fronttowardenemy]

[ When his wandering grants him precious little luck, his frustration begins building to its peak. The worst is he has no outlet for it: just a vague organization with a name and nothing to show for it. Despite countless offenses, there's no enemy to set a charge against. While it won't help in the long run, a tangible something to get his hands on in the meantime is what he needs right now.

As if granting some unspoken wish, some unlucky punk falls out into the street in front of him.

He's more concerned with who threw him, rather than the man himself -- and when he looks up, he finds himself pleasantly surprised.

He grabs the man by the back of his shirt, scruffing him like a disobedient dog and dragging him forward in demonstration. ]

This belong to you?

[uzi]

<sub>( monica catches sight of frank, allows herself a small smile, and then settles her hands on her hips. she gives both men a disparaging once-over, then shrugs as if the whole thing is of little consequence. maybe it is. monica only hits people who deserve it, but even then there's a scale of degrees.

she waves an idle hand, either a greeting or a dismissive gesture. perhaps both. )</sub>

I'm actually just renting for the day. No ownership involved.

_{( her men are far better trained, after all. )}

[fronttowardenemy]

[ Her smile almost tempts a rare one out of him as well, but Frank remains impassive. Monica's disposition is a difficult one to find, and he appreciates it more than he'll openly admit. ]

Figured. [ The man begins to struggle in Frank's hold, so he grabs one arm and twists it unpleasantly behind his back. ]

What's he hiding?