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capeandcowllogs2013-10-04 08:39 pm
fronttowardenemy) wrote in capeandcowllogs2013-10-04 08:39 pm
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Someone call the ambulance
WHO: Frank Castle and Kiritsugu Emiya
WHERE: DARK SKETCHY ALLEYWAYS
WHEN: Backdated a little so not to mess with Frank's weekend roadtrip.
WARNINGS: Punishing.....
SUMMARY: As Frank is doing what he does best, someone overhears...
FORMAT: Quick because we are slow.
[ There will always be something.
Just like New York he knew, even when a City is known to be full of 'heroes', there will still exist people who are too stupid to know when to stop. Most might take that as a reason to stand in favor of Frank's philosophy, but that isn't on his mind. He doesn't do this to set a standard for anyone else to follow.
It's one of the dirtier streets, less inhabited and less traveled this time of night. Their voices carry, given the quiet this time of night, but apparently no one else is woken by their shouting -- that's the kind of neighborhood they're in.
There's a woman fighting with a man much bigger than she is. She puts up a good effort, considering how her nose is already bleeding and her arm is twisted. They're so caught up in each other that they don't notice him at all at first. They're shouting: mixtures of the usual profanities and the standard pleas.
They're loud, but the sound of a gunshot is louder.
The man falls, clutching at his now bleeding leg instead of his victim, and Frank looms over him. ]
WHERE: DARK SKETCHY ALLEYWAYS
WHEN: Backdated a little so not to mess with Frank's weekend roadtrip.
WARNINGS: Punishing.....
SUMMARY: As Frank is doing what he does best, someone overhears...
FORMAT: Quick because we are slow.
[ There will always be something.
Just like New York he knew, even when a City is known to be full of 'heroes', there will still exist people who are too stupid to know when to stop. Most might take that as a reason to stand in favor of Frank's philosophy, but that isn't on his mind. He doesn't do this to set a standard for anyone else to follow.
It's one of the dirtier streets, less inhabited and less traveled this time of night. Their voices carry, given the quiet this time of night, but apparently no one else is woken by their shouting -- that's the kind of neighborhood they're in.
There's a woman fighting with a man much bigger than she is. She puts up a good effort, considering how her nose is already bleeding and her arm is twisted. They're so caught up in each other that they don't notice him at all at first. They're shouting: mixtures of the usual profanities and the standard pleas.
They're loud, but the sound of a gunshot is louder.
The man falls, clutching at his now bleeding leg instead of his victim, and Frank looms over him. ]
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He's out tonight doing more work for the shelter, distributing coats and blankets to those of the homeless who don't avail themselves of the services the shelter offers. Their reluctance doesn't change the fact that they get cold. Maybe he's taken on more work than he can handle (and they didn't ask him to go out in the middle of the night), but he's always been one to push himself.
He hears the cries first, followed by a gunshot. He doesn't think. In an instant, he's there. That is, time slows almost to a halt around him as he moves with the same barely masked pain as always, so it seems as if he suddenly appears on the scene, gun in hand, his eyes blank.]
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With a gun in his hand, this new intruder is far more dangerous than his original target is. The man isn't capable of anything more than clutching his leg and blubbering desperate curses. The woman is shaken too, and between them there's a mixture of slurred words.
-- bitch you son of a bitch -- he was going to kill me --
Frank draws a second pistol from underneath his coat. He doesn't point it at Kiritsugu, not yet, but he makes the potential obvious. ]