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<td valign="top">[[Image:MoA Daredevil.png|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - [[Matt Murdock|Matt Murdock/Daredevil]] :''' ''[[Patent Pending|Assisting some friends on a stakeout]], [http://x-logs.livejournal.com/3785254.html Daredevil comes off worst] against [[The Prowler]].''  
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<td valign="top">[[Image: MoA Cloak.png |left]]'''Moment of Awesome - [[Tyrone Johnson|Tyrone Johnson/Cloak]]:'''  
  
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''Helping out after a multi-car pile-up, [http://x-logs.livejournal.com/3854466.html Ty shows his power is more versatile than even he thought].''
  
  
Matt was many things, including a black belt several times over in different martial arts, but he did not possess superhuman speed. The kick effectively knocked him down, though not out as he immediately rolled and kicked at Prowler's knee, unconsciously leaving his chest open.
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Kitty had been staring at the wreckage, dazed for a moment with her memories. The voice saying her name snapped her back into the present. There are people here who need my help now.
  
The kick connected with Prowler's leg, but as he stumbled, he moved his weapon-wielding hand in front of him. As he recovered, he moved his hand - and the taser in it toward Daredevil's form on the ground.  
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She ran to Sharon, looking up at the other woman. "Where should I start?" Her eyes caught sight of the driver and she moved forward, her eyes evaluating the situation.
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"Wait... the gasoline..." Turning to Ty, she asked: "Can you clear a path to the cabin for us? Kitty and I hopefully will be able to get him out."
  
The taser prongs bit into his flesh despite the flexible body armour he wore and it was a good thing he was already down because falling would be worse. Convulsing, Matt was helpless to stop it as the energy coursed through his body, muscles spasming uncontrollably.  
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Ty's expression twisted up into one of consideration. "Hadn't thought of that, I think it'll be easy enough." He grabbed nearby shadows, gave them more substance, and sent them to feed on the gasoline. He felt the liquid envelope into the shadow, like sweat evaporating from skin. It disappeared far more quickly than he anticipated, and all the fuel was gone in seconds.
  
Prowler allowed himself the smallest of smirks before dropping the taser on the ground and immediately kicking Daredevil in the stomach several times. His expression widened at the man's grunts of pain, and he crouched over the other man's body.
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"I can phase him," Kitty said. "But you'll need to help me lift him." She looked over at Sharon as she knelt, touching the driver and concentrating hard. She hoped that he didn't wake in the middle of the lift--it was going to be hard enough keeping them all under her control.
  
"Much easier this time, eh?" The thief threw a punch at Daredevil's jaw, then at his cheek. His form was poor - clearly he hadn't spent much time training at a dojo or anything, but what he lacked in style, he made up for in brute aggression. As his fists connected with the other man's face, it was clear that he was hiding serious strength behind his mask and outfit.
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Sharon knelt down next to her, grabbing the driver's head and shoulders and tried to keep everything as stable as she could. "Ready."
  
Prowler continued to attack Murdock on the ground, his energy surprising given that he'd just taken down four opponents. Then, just as quickly as he'd began combat, his hands fell to his side. With surprisingly quick reflexes, he jumped up and bolted, grabbing his bag of goodies as he fled.
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Kitty took a deep breath, then lifted. She kept the three of them phased as she moved, focusing as well as she could.  The sounds around them distracted her but she fought to ignore the tears and moans.
  
Reaching for his comm, Matt hit it, then grunted, rolling to his side before working up the ability to get up. He didn't remember the Prowler hitting that hard. Or having those toys. The man had a serious upgrade recently and that was not good for their mission.  
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Biting her lip,  Kitty called back to Ty, "Everything okay over there? "
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Could one get metaphysical indigestion? That's exactly what it felt like to Ty. But other than mild discomfort, he felt fine. "Good to go, though I hope we get out of here before someone thinks to wonder where a couple thousand gallons of gasoline went. Somebody's losing a lot of money."
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"They are lucky their driver is still alive, not moaning about lost gasoline." Sharon muttered as she helped Kitty ease him down on the road and started her assessment. "Kitty, I want you to keep his head stable. Can you do that for me? Kneel down behind his head and put your hands like this." Sharon explained as she showed Kitty how to hold his head to immobilize him. "Your arm helps to keep his head steady."
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"Okay." Kitty bit her lip, glancing over her shoulder. The driver felt warm in her arms and she forced herself to focus on that.  She released her phase hold on them in order to concentrate on their surroundings.
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Ty released the shadows with what <i>felt</i> like a burp. It was very disconcerting. He shook himself and turned to the women with the driver. "Anything else I can do?" he asked uncertainly.
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Sharon was already performing her first assessment, checking his vital signs and looking for any life threatening injuries. " Damn, sucking chest wound." She muttered after lifting his shirt. "Ty, do you have a plastic bag or a plastic wrapper? I need to seal this." She pulled out a role of medical tape she put in her pocket.
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He shoved his hands into his pockets, then his jacket pockets. He came up with the wrapping for one of those gas station cookies. "Will this work? It's plastic."
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"Good enough." She took the wrapper from him and carefully put it with the clean side down on his skin and taped it on three sides. She observed for a moment, seeing the air escape during exhale, while being sucked against the would on the inhale.
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"Think he'll make it?" Kitty asked.
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"With some luck and if further aid will arrive quickly, he should be fine."
  
 
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Revision as of 13:03, 4 April 2016

Moment of Awesome - Tyrone Johnson/Cloak:

Helping out after a multi-car pile-up, Ty shows his power is more versatile than even he thought.


Kitty had been staring at the wreckage, dazed for a moment with her memories. The voice saying her name snapped her back into the present. There are people here who need my help now.

She ran to Sharon, looking up at the other woman. "Where should I start?" Her eyes caught sight of the driver and she moved forward, her eyes evaluating the situation. "Wait... the gasoline..." Turning to Ty, she asked: "Can you clear a path to the cabin for us? Kitty and I hopefully will be able to get him out."

Ty's expression twisted up into one of consideration. "Hadn't thought of that, I think it'll be easy enough." He grabbed nearby shadows, gave them more substance, and sent them to feed on the gasoline. He felt the liquid envelope into the shadow, like sweat evaporating from skin. It disappeared far more quickly than he anticipated, and all the fuel was gone in seconds.

"I can phase him," Kitty said. "But you'll need to help me lift him." She looked over at Sharon as she knelt, touching the driver and concentrating hard. She hoped that he didn't wake in the middle of the lift--it was going to be hard enough keeping them all under her control.

Sharon knelt down next to her, grabbing the driver's head and shoulders and tried to keep everything as stable as she could. "Ready."

Kitty took a deep breath, then lifted. She kept the three of them phased as she moved, focusing as well as she could. The sounds around them distracted her but she fought to ignore the tears and moans.

Biting her lip, Kitty called back to Ty, "Everything okay over there? "

Could one get metaphysical indigestion? That's exactly what it felt like to Ty. But other than mild discomfort, he felt fine. "Good to go, though I hope we get out of here before someone thinks to wonder where a couple thousand gallons of gasoline went. Somebody's losing a lot of money."

"They are lucky their driver is still alive, not moaning about lost gasoline." Sharon muttered as she helped Kitty ease him down on the road and started her assessment. "Kitty, I want you to keep his head stable. Can you do that for me? Kneel down behind his head and put your hands like this." Sharon explained as she showed Kitty how to hold his head to immobilize him. "Your arm helps to keep his head steady."

"Okay." Kitty bit her lip, glancing over her shoulder. The driver felt warm in her arms and she forced herself to focus on that. She released her phase hold on them in order to concentrate on their surroundings.

Ty released the shadows with what felt like a burp. It was very disconcerting. He shook himself and turned to the women with the driver. "Anything else I can do?" he asked uncertainly.

Sharon was already performing her first assessment, checking his vital signs and looking for any life threatening injuries. " Damn, sucking chest wound." She muttered after lifting his shirt. "Ty, do you have a plastic bag or a plastic wrapper? I need to seal this." She pulled out a role of medical tape she put in her pocket.

He shoved his hands into his pockets, then his jacket pockets. He came up with the wrapping for one of those gas station cookies. "Will this work? It's plastic."

"Good enough." She took the wrapper from him and carefully put it with the clean side down on his skin and taped it on three sides. She observed for a moment, seeing the air escape during exhale, while being sucked against the would on the inhale.

"Think he'll make it?" Kitty asked.

"With some luck and if further aid will arrive quickly, he should be fine."