Doc Doctor

The Final Hazard

@Terminal

Donny backed away to a safe distance, before trotting behind the corner of a building. As he went, he called over his shoulder.

"Awll this essitement has loosen'd mah bladdah. Be back in fahve, frahnds."

The Final Hazard

@Terminal

How often is it that Donny is caught off guard in a fight? About as frequently as he watches college football. He has Netflix and prefers sitcoms.

Donny didn't even give Hiecro enough time to speak. He reacted the moment he saw the futile result of his sharpshooting. In a flash Donny twisted his raised left hand so that it protruded from the hole in his coat flap, at the same time compressing the trigger on the compact can of pepper spray he had been hiding. From but a few feet away the knight would find a sudden gout of pure, blinding pain hitting her visor. Were she to swing unseeing at Donny, she'd find that he was no longer occupying the space he had been in. Ghost-like, conservative, his presence was suddenly behind her, his illegally strong stun gun thrusting into the small of her back and boasting a kick badder than an apartment wall socket.

The Final Hazard

@Terminal

Donny's decision had no basis in morality. He had to meet Platter and find out everything, even if some of these punks had to die. He quickly strode up right next to Hiecro after Amelie had been given a head start. "Hawld it. If yah fiyah, she'll send yah bolt right back at yah. Yah ain't seen how she can send 'em flyin'? Yah went an' lost yah element of sahprise. Lemme show yah how tah take 'em off guard. Yah can't fight what yah can't see."

Donny hoisted the Magnum out of its holster with a deliberate, aching menace. With his left hand still in its pocket, he lifted the broad left flap of his overcoat in front his body. It entirely obscured where he was aiming. Neither Kael nor Amelie could know where the bullet was going to fly in time to stop it, a perfect way to bypass most reaction-based defenses. Donny pulled the trigger. This one was far louder than the other shots he had fired. It was the S&W .460, the only handgun bullet in the world which travels at Mach 2. Most hunters agree that the .44 Magnum is enough to take down any game in North America, including grizzlies. The same hunters know that the .460 can drop any mortal animal in the world. That very bullet was heading straight for the heart of Hiecro's partner, Donny having aimed the revolver across his body, bulletproof vest easily enduring the frightening heat of the chamber flare.
There was a good chance Hiecro's attention would be drawn to her partner for at least a split second, that fractured moment of confusion where a situation is still being deciphered by the mind. A fatal time frame. Donny quickly fired a second time without cocking the hammer. A few more pounds of trigger resistance, but that was the price to pay for a double action revolver. The next bullet had a date with Hiecro's head.

Donny wasn't taking sides, he never did. He was always on his own side. He had his reasons, and they were good ones. Judging by the amount of money deposited in his bank account, Donny estimated he was far, far more valuable to Platter than these buffoons. What did they make, thirty bucks an hour max? That was really highballing it. What's more, he needed Luca's trust. Donny knew that if Luca saw him simply standing by as the others were killed, he'd lose the willing cooperation of the only valuable living resource in town. Oh, and Donny really wanted to try on one of those suits of armor to see if he could do the flying thingy. He wanted to do that so bad. He'd be able to make it back to Platter's if he could figure out the secret to the cops' transportation. Sure they might be pissed that he killed their own, but that was if they found out in the first place. Getting away with murder was his forte, after all.

The Final Hazard

@Terminal

Donny rose in a single motion, more akin to the fluid way a cat stands than a man in his late thirties. He jerked a head at the Vector leaning against the wall as he addressed the officers, hands already tucked within the safe confines of his killer coat pockets, a position that seemed perfectly natural for the redhead. "Yuh don' mind if Ah give mah antiques a rest an' check out yah new fangled ironizer, mmm?"

The Final Hazard

@Terminal

Donny noticed the Red Suit all right, but he remained still and cooperative. He wanted to see what would happen to the one that defied the law. From the demeanor of the cops, Donny was able to determine a number of probable factors. Their organization was likely independent from the rest of the country, and said organization must have not cared much for liability issues. That either meant they were extremely good at keeping situations under control, or much more likely, were too oppressive to file a lawsuit against. Donny thought back to the time he had watched Judge Dread when it came out in theaters. This situation seemed very similar to one he had witnessed in the film. Officers like these could be authorized to act out the role of judge, jury, and executioner. The only difference was that these law dogs were arrogant and apparently quite heedless of protocol outside of ordering everyone to the ground. Little discipline, heavy firepower. Even as his act was ordered into submission, Donny's reptilian mind had already figured out a plan. Lay low for now, see if they had any more tricks. He hoped they would take him in, lead him into their base of operations so to speak. Who knew what kind of weaponry they had stockpiled, what kinds of information their database held? He might even be able to locate the assholes behind this whole mess. As for the possibility of being permanently detained... Donny had little fear. Despite the fancy weapons and transportation, Donny felt more like he was being arrested by a couple of backwoods blues who spent most of their time talking trash to drunk rednecks. Advanced technology couldn't accommodate the inexperienced standards he suspected they followed. People like these made mistakes, and Donny needed only one mistake to take advantage of.

THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL (Team Battle - Nobody Vs. Doc)

@ImportantNobody

Suliss certainly did take notice of the duo, and it broke away from the wellspring to begin preparing for their arrival. In its right hand glittered the sinister blood-red energy of a Wrack spell. In the left Suliss brandished his gnarly dagger, the hand clutching it emanating a dull yellow mist, the infamous Siphon. Suliss slipped behind a tree and waited for the two to draw near, its thin chest pulsing with each anxious breath. Suliss hadn't been expecting visitors, wasn't ready for them. The body it inhabited was pathetic, flimsy. It knew that its only chance to exterminate these frighteningly bold intruders was to do so with an ambush.

The Final Hazard

@Terminal

Donny spread his legs and arms out, the wire subtly coiling back into its hiding place as the ring slipped from his thumb. Were these to be any common officers, Donny would have wasted them on the spot. They appeared to have unusual powers and gear, however, and as long as they seemed willing to take everyone alive, Donny saw no reason to act with foolish haste. The fancy Vector was a few feet away from him, still leaning against the wall where he had left it. Perhaps if the officers were distracted Donny could take them, but that was a most unlikely possibility considering how Ariett had so kindly referred to him as "trigger-happy". It was a good thing Donny was prepared for virtually any situation. When he addressed the cops, it was with a perfectly trim, handsome voice entirely unsoiled by any form of accent. His proclamation was impatient, indignant, just what one would expect from someone high up on the legal food chain.

"Now listen, I'm a police inspector. Did you hear me?? Just check the inside of my coat, on the left. I've been commissioned by two governors in cooperation to investigate strange goings-on in this particular area. Already I've been forced to take more aggressive action today than I've ever had to during the last ten years of my career, so I'd appreciate it if I didn't have to spend the rest of this long, ridiculous day on the ground!!"

Of course he really did have a police inspector badge complete with a false name pinned to the underside of his overcoat, and if they had a method of running the I.D's numbers, they'd find that it checked out nicely. Police were methodical, not likely to take things at face value like in the movies. That was why Donny's badge was linked to the profile of an actual inspector. It paid to have people on the inside, especially when it was so simple a matter to duplicate the badge of some unsuspecting Callahan.

THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL (Team Battle - Nobody Vs. Doc)

@ImportantNobody

TTL: The Final Hazard OOC

Luca, as with everyone else, was rolled over by the pressure wave and flung directly downwards - into Luca, who had been similarly affected.

@Terminal

Please let this mean we get another Luca. The more the merrier.

The Final Hazard

@Terminal@mdk

Donny rolled onto his back with his arms extended, knees bent, and feet planted, facing Luca. His right hand overlapped the left in a position that a fan of Dragon Ball Z might recognize as being a part of Cell's pose, though judging by the dark glimmer of the hitman's eyes, anybody who got close to those hands wouldn't spend their last moments thinking about cartoons. If Luca looked closely, he'd perhaps be able to vaguely make out black ring or band of some sort on Donny's thumb, though it'd be shaded against the similarly black leather gloves. Either way the ring hadn't been there before, though why this would be of concern was still up for grabs. That is to say, if it was to be of any sort of concern at all in the first place.

Oh, there was no reason to be jerking about in the hedges. The ring had been on the face of his watch, and when pulled out it trailed with it a length of tightly wound microfilament garrote wire. Anything that fell into Donny's grasp was liable to be julienned into steak strips. Even without that knowledge, Luca had plenty of time to realize that he was rushing towards a man whose kill count had gone up by at least five people in the last two minutes.