[center][h2][color=red]Sheffield Dusk[/color] and [color=ec008c]Nari Sol[/color][/h2][/center] [i]Interactions: [@Lotrix Molick][/i] [i]Mentions: [@Shard], [@Salrynn] and [@GamerXZ].[/i] [hr] Sheffield took hold of a wine bottle and smashed it across a surprised shooter's visor, blinding him with sticky black juice. Before his partner could register the sound of glass breaking, the young man shoved a taser under his exposed armpit. Electricity forced the enemy to dance for a second. As soon as the shooter dropped to one knee, Sheffield took this chance to strip him off his helmet and slam it on his temple. This one slumped to the ground, eyes rolled up. The other shooters that had been sent Nari's way were being taken care of by the mutant herself. Five were having trouble with vines entangling their feet and creeping up and [i]through[/i] their clothes. Two were swaying on their feet and hugging their rifles. Three were being handled by Nari herself, kicking, jabbing, snaking around like creeping ivy. She was laughing. Laughing as she pulled one man into another, knocking them to the ground as more vines surged to tie them up. Grinning as she slapped a handgun away just as it aimed at her, sending a loud bullet into the air. Cursing when a grenade exploded right next to her. Upset as she teased part of the thrower's mask away and blew some sort of purple dust into the man's mouth. As that enemy started to faint, Sheffield threw the helmet at another one of the black-garbed that had been carefully aiming at the mutant dancing through his allies. He went down on his bum as the helmet went [i]clunk![/i] on his own brain-protective gear, alerting Nari to him and replying with pollen. He tugged at his balaclava, only to inhale more of the pollen and choking loudly. Not seeing anymore reinforcements nearby, Sheffield turned to address another problem. The man that was blinded from the juice earlier had finally wiped it off and saw a spiky green ball coming at him. He ducked-- Into another durian, which went into his jaw. He staggered before feeling his left leg give out under him. He grunted again when the durian rained down on his helmet and felt it ripped off. Then he stared into a young man's eyes. They were shadowed over a little by brown hair with red highlights, but the gunman could still see the anger in them. Sheffield was feeling surprised, but more importantly outraged. It was only minutes ago that the festival was underway, where he had just come back to get Nari bounties of the earth when they heard the explosions. The tree mutant had flicked away a grenade in time with a vine just as Sheffield wrestled down a person dressed like the military, who expected a civilian instead of a veteran at combat. Nari was getting most of the takedowns though. As usual, unlike a human like Sheffield, most mutants were capable of taking down ordinary people in most situations, depending on their power. For Nari, who controlled nature, an open park with so much grass and trees and sunlight was a clear advantage for her plants to sprout anywhere on the ground. Sheffield wasn't sure if creating huge vines was something she was incapable of, but she hadn't done such a thing, which could explain all those martial arts she pulled off. Limitations. Sheffield was well aware of his own, and so he hadn't rushed off to fight more armed bad guys without his usual range of equipment. Instead, he delivered a fist straight into the man's eye. He yelped in pain as his eye turned black, writhing in Sheffield's grip. He was pretty heavy, threatening to pull Sheffield down with him, but the young man stood his ground. [color=red]"Where's your leader?"[/color] Sheffield had a note of menace in his voice. [color=red]"Point me."[/color] "I won't--" The man got a slap to the face. It was very hard. [color=red]"I wasn't asking. Where."[/color] "You won't get it out of me--!" Sheffield threw him to the ground and jabbed at his face. Once the man got to holding his nose in pain, the human shouted, [color=red]"Nari! I don't see any more bad guys so come here already!"[/color] [color=ec008c]"I'm here, I'm here!"[/color] she shouted, jogging over once she made sure the men were tied up. Her breathing was loud, but her eyes were wide with excitement. Sheffield gestured to the man holding his head. [color=red]"I was hoping to get something out of this one, like who was in charge of all... this."[/color] It was only then did the two take in the ruined festival. Azure Park was a graveyard at this point, where humans were dying or dead, gunfire and explosions replaced laughter and loudspeakers, and mutants of varying sizes and shapes held out, but not always for long. Sheffield flinched when he heard a scream. Nari was balling up her fists. [color=ec008c]"You did really good,"[/color] she told Sheffield. [color=ec008c]"I would've been blindsided maybe a couple of times."[/color] Sheffield had counted fourteen military-looking people they handled in total, including the one on the ground. Eleven were very clearly thanks to Nari, someone they did not expect to come with... pollen, or what it looked like to Sheffield. He nodded at the praise anyway, noting how absurd they were, having a chat in a warzone. [color=red]"You had the most takedowns. But can we talk later... uh..."[/color] [color=ec008c]"Interrogation. Right."[/color] She stomped over to the man, shoulders tense and replacing her frown with a smile. Then she opened her mouth and blew a purple mist. It washed over the wary shooter, whose eyes flitted and voice slowed to moans, like it was suddenly bedtime for him. In this stupor, Nari, very sweetly, asked, [color=ec008c]"Where is your boss?"[/color] "Th-That way..." The man pointed in the direction where a stage had been erected. The platform was for musical bands to perform on; now it was smoking. And on it were a few figures... [color=ec008c]"Good. Now go to sleep."[/color] The man dropped onto his back. [color=ec008c]"Oh, right. I forgot to ask for their ringleader's name."[/color] Sheffield shrugged. [color=red]"Shame. But I think we got bigger company."[/color] A person dressed in black was walking towards them. A mutant that had been defending himself came from behind--he was thrice taller, and quadraple the girth--and swung his arms down on the new combatant. They punched back. A loud boom they could [i]hear[/i] escaped from the contact as the larger mutant went sailing into the air, crashing into a stall. Wooden planks flew into the air as this black-clad person walked towards Sheffield and Nari without a second look. [color=ec008c]"A mutant with something like super-strength,"[/color] Nari observed. [color=ec008c]"Leave this one to me."[/color] [color=red]"No, we're taking this one together."[/color] Sheffield stepped forward, drawing forth his wrapped thing that had been hanging onto his belt. While they were talking, he had swiped a few flashbangs from the downed shooters and put a few in his apron. [color=red]"I was a vigilante. I can help."[/color] Nari opened her mouth and closed it, eyes narrowed with incredulity, then opened for whatever reason Sheffield wouldn't know. Because by then, the mutant with fists to talk of was in the air. [hr] At this point in time, these two were in the northern sector of the park. Further north were a few watchers...