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Who: Hawk and YOU!
What: Beating up bullies at the statue garden
Where: Statue garden
When: 27th; day
Warnings: Fighting, Language

This place was crazy, like something straight out of Doctor Who. Of course, that just made Hawk miss Demetri, especially considering he hadn't had all that much time to make things up to his friend. Hawk wished he was here though, that would have made this batshit place slightly more bearable.

He'd been wandering around the city a bit and hadn't realized that he had made his way to the statue gardens. It was pretty creepy seeing all the people turned into statues and made him especially sure that he didn't want to be caught out past dark.

"This place is fucked up," he said, shaking his head. Still... it was kinda cool. How many people got to do stuff like this?

He was about to leave when he heard someone call out "Yo, Mohawk!"

Hawk was pretty sure they were talking about him, what with the giant mohawk and all. That was never going to get old, especially since it was far better than "lip". Turning around he saw five or so kids around his age standing next to a statue.

"Yeah?" he asked, slowly heading over their way. The (former?) nerd in Hawk was always a bit wary when people he didn't know wanted to talk to him. The violent karate student was always prepared to beat the crap out of those people.

"Hey, can you hold this camera for us?" one of the kids asked.

"Yeah, we're totally going to piss on this statue!" one of the others added, snickering. His friend hit him in the arm with a "shut up".

Hawk scowled at that. What kind of asshole pissed on someone while they were stuck on a statue? He could instantly feel his temper rise as he unconsciously clenched his fists. The lead kid must have noticed Hawk's reaction and stood a little straighter.

"Dude trust me, she's a total bitch. Besides, it's not like she's going to feel it," the guy said.

"Oh, bro, get a pic of me getting up behind her!" one of the others said, all of them laughing.

"Get the fuck away from the statue or I'll kick your ass," Hawk said, picking up his pace toward them. He HATED bullies and he didn't care if the statue was of a bitch, some of his closest friends at one time or another had been total bitches. No way he was going to let them do anything.

"Bro, just turn the fuck around and-"

Hawk didn't let him say anything else. He'd given the guy a warning and that was MORE than enough. A quick spinning front kick sent the leader staggering back as his friends gave a shout. One of them moved toward Hawk and he threw a punch to the guy's stomach and then his face, snapping the teen's head back. Another grabbed Hawk's shoulder from behind but he easily spun the guy around and sent him stumbling into the first guy with a kick to the back.

These guys had NO clue how to fight and it was almost too easy. Even five-on-one Hawk wasn't worried. He was Cobra Kai... Or Eagle Fang or whatever. He was a bad ass whatever he was.

But a bad ass defending people. Or defending statues. Who were people. The point was he wasn't just some psycho going around looking for asses to kick.

"Leave now and I won't break any of your bones," he warned them.

[ooc: Come across Hawk and the bullies and help him fight them, talk everyone down, or chat him up as the bullies run off.]

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Hawk was not the only nerd in town who really hated bullies. They'd been a huge part of Eugenes life, before his Conduit powers emerged and...

Well, that particular incident hadn't been pretty, and he'd ended up locked away in a Conduit prison.

At the moment, he was headed to the library to research. He'd been flying above the statue garden when the sound of the fight caught his ears, as did what the bullies were planning on doing to the statue, so he's quick to drop in nearby as Hawk fights the bullies off.

While they might be on the run now, Eugene's sure they'll try to come back later. So, with an electric whine, the popping of static and the scent of ozone in the air, Eugene creates one very dilapidated, very dirty, very terrifying looking Pirate Fox and sends it at the group of thugs.

It's enough to send them scattering, some of them screaming pretty loudly as Foxy chases them away. Eugene watches this for a moment, eyes still flashing white-blue as he controls his creation and, with a blink, Foxy vanishes in an explosion of pixels that flicker away harmlessly.

"I'm not sure who the statue is, but I'm pretty sure they'll appreciate what you did. I know I would."

Edited 2021-03-28 03:36 (UTC)

"I'd listen to the bloke were I you, lads."

The bullies turned, and came face to face with a man impeccably dressed in a tailored suit with Oxford shoes. He didn't have his umbrella or his glasses--they likely wouldn't be of much use here anyway--but his signet ring glittered on his finger, and he'd already checked to make sure the shoes included with the suit he found at his place had the hidden blade he required.

Using the moment of surprise, Eggsy crossed over to very pointedly stand beside the mowhawked teenager, features cold, hard, and distant as he regarded the group that had already been worked over fairly well thus far.

"Hemingway once said there is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self." Eggsy continued, planting his feet and narrowing his eyes.

"Do yourselves a favor, boys: elevate yourselves above the cockheads that were gonna piss on someone what couldn't defend themselves a few moments ago, else me and my mate here are gonna tattoo that little bit o'wisdom onto yer arses with our boots, yeah?"

The group seemed to consider their options for a long moment, before the one furthest back turned toward the statue, ready to do...something to it.

Whatever he was going to do, though, remained to be seen when a line shot out and stuck to his raised fist, before tugging hard and pulling him back, causing him to lose his balance and hit the ground.

"Big mistake."

From behind Hawk Arachnid dropped his cloaking, the eyes of his mask narrow when he became visible once more. He wasn't big on bullies on a good day, but seeing the statue that they had been messing with left him beyond pissed.

"Better reconsider before you make another one."

“What the fuck?”

Really, because what else did you say to all that shit? A flying person, some sort of magic creature, and the dude’s eyes were glowing. He’d been told about some of the people here and that they could do special things but seeing it in person was completely different.

“Dude, what the... how did you do that?”

Hawk’s eyes went wide when the guy stepped into view. He didn’t look much older than Hawk but he talked and dressed like an old guy. Not like a Sensei old guy but a rich old guy.

Well, when he started talking about tattooing the lesson on someone’s ass he kinda sounded like Sensei. And as good of a threat as that was Hawk had a feeling that the group wasn’t going to turn away now that there were two of them. At least not while those two didn’t look particularly intimidating.

“Yeah,” he said, agreeing to that statement before lowering his voice. “Uh, you can back that up, right?”

“Shit!” Hawk shouted, jumping a bit so that he could face this new guy and the bullies. Even if it was pretty clear that the guy also hated the bullies Hawk wasn’t going to take any chances with a dude who could be INVISIBILE AND SHOOT WEBS OR WHATEVER.

“I mean... yeah, better reconsider,” Hawk told them. The group all glanced around like they were considering the odds but apparently the arrival of a dude in a costume convinced them to get out of there. One of them shouted, “You’re dead, Mohawk!” over his shoulder but Hawk just gave him the finger in response. He’d been threatened worse by scarier people.

The low, vaguely distressed question got a smirk out of Eggsy, and he only just stopped himself from laughing out loud as he wished, quite wistfully, that he had his umbrella.

"I'd say we draw lots for who gets the big one, bruv--but these boys are lookin' a bit antsy." he replied, glancing at the mowhawked boy with a wink...

...then turned and promptly knocked one of the boys flat with a solid right cross when he tried to bum rush them.

"Let's have some fun, yeah?"

Arachnid watched them run off for a long moment, and it was only after they were all completely out of sight before his body relaxed a bit; not too much, considering he wasn't sure yet if the other teen was still poised to fight, but his Spider-Senses weren't picking up anything too bad yet.

So he turned to him and gave him a slight nod. "Thanks, man," he said; deepening his voice was finally starting to become second-nature when wearing the costume. "Sorry for showing up out of nowhere."

"I'm a Conduit," Eugene states. He doesn't really expect the kid to know what that meant, so he explained. "Where I'm from, Conduits are people that can control different kinds of matter. Ice. Electricity. Neon. Me, I can control video energy."

Which he'll demonstrate again, just for the kid. He pulls his Fluxphone out of his pocket and scrolls to the video feed, hovering a hand over it as it plays. The video seems to lift off of the phone and fracture into pixels, soaking into his hand and vanishing.

Gotta restock, gimme a moment," Eugene explains, smiling just a bit before turning his palm upward and recreating one of his battle angels, roughly the size of a small doll.

He lets the angel flit around as they talk, the soft whine of electricity in the air as the angel passes by, flying up to the statue to land on it's shoulder.

"Friend of yours?" Eugene asks, pointing at the ice sculpture.

"Oh hell yeah!"

Hawk maybe had a skewed sense of when violence was or was not acceptable. He'd basically been involved in a karate gang war the last year of his life so when he saw someone else beating the crap of people it was less an odd thing and more "this is a potential friend or enemy" sort of situation.

Hemmingway way over there obviously knew what he was doing so it was officially On™. He didn't wait to see what the other guys did. If they wanted to run he wouldn't give trace but Strike First was what Hawk was used to.

The first guy he came to threw a slow, well telegraphed roundhouse punch at Hawk that he easily ducked under. Kicking the back of the guy's leg he sent him to his knees then hit him with a kick to the solar plexus to knock the wind out of him. Another guy rushed at him and Hawk gave him a quick jab to the nose, enough to make him stumbled back with his eyes watering and a lot of blood coming from his nose.

"Who... what... how..."

Hawk was still in shock. Thanks to his training that meant his fight or flight mode was more or less ready to fight if he had to but... his brain was still a little bit broken about seeing a real superhero with invisibility powers just suddenly show up.

"Uh, sorry," he said, feeling a bit awkward. Then he held out his hand. "Call me Arachnid."

"Oh. Right."

That sounded like something out of a video game and if Hawk didn't see it with his own eyes he wouldn't have believed it. Right then and there he decided he was not going to be that character in movies or games that got sucked into weird circumstances and refused to believe it or adapt. This shit was real apparently.

"What? Oh, no. I have no idea who that is, I've never seen them before."