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Post by mariescott on Sept 6, 2020 23:46:50 GMT -5
Carrie staggered to her feet and holding onto her shoulder she managed to climb onto her cycle. Turning on the autopilot she followed the others back.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Sept 7, 2020 1:22:51 GMT -5
The Rangers all managed to vacate the Iceberg Lounge just before GCPD arrived and were well on their way back to the Batcave. Once the foursome arrived, Alfred rushed over as quickly as his old legs could take him.
"Oh my! Master Bruce, please..."
"I'll be okay. Tend to them." Bruce ordered prior to sitting in his chair in front of the large computer monitor.
Alfred nodded, making his way to the other three Rangers who were making their way inside of the cave. "Young Masters, tell me where the injuries are most severe."
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Post by jedibloo on Sept 7, 2020 3:01:27 GMT -5
Once arriving at the Batcave, Wicz parks his Cycle and demorphs. He takes off his glasses so he can rub his head albeit painfully. When Alfred asks where the most agonizing injuries are, the Red Ranger simply points to his upper arm before gently tapping his head. "Concussion again," he states quietly for Alfread to hear.
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Post by venomizer on Sept 7, 2020 3:56:54 GMT -5
Chris parks his cycle alongside Wicz and demorphs showing several bruises and contusions on his body. Especially his head and rib area. "That show-off. THAT ARROGANT SHOW-OFF! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM ILL MURDERLIZE HIM!" Chris said as he pounded his fist into his hand.
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Post by mariescott on Sept 7, 2020 9:47:36 GMT -5
Carrie parked and demorphed, still holding onto her shoulder. She gasped a little as a pain flared across her stomach. Pulling up the hem of her shirt she saw a giant bruise that was forming. Testing out her arm she tried moving it but almost blacked out as a pain went shooting up her arm and across her shoulder.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Sept 7, 2020 10:52:56 GMT -5
"Master Chris, while I share your sentiments, the only thing that any of you will be doing is keeping still so that I may have a proper look at you." Alfred sized up each of the trio, cringing at the injuries, getting flashbacks to when the League injured him and stole the White Dino Gem. He quickly shook that off and walked over to his table to grab supplies to treat the trio.
Bruce continued to talk through the possibilities and his inner thoughts became him talking aloud to no one in particular but for all to hear. "That was no normal assassin. His movements were very flashy and acrobatic in nature which is something that the League doesn't teach their soldiers. Based on the way he countered several moves I threw at him, I'm sure that Ra's trained this one personally."
The Black Ranger continued to talk to himself and the next step was to figure out exactly who this person is. "I only know of a few people that move in a similar fashion. It cannot be Selena Kyle because the White Ranger is clearly a man. It cannot be Dick Grayson because he would not completely abandon his entire style just to get back at me. The only other person is...." Bruce continued typing, enabling a search that finally led him to his guy.
"This is him." Bruce brought up the image for all to see. "His name is Adrian Steele. He's got an in with several gangs in Gotham as he serves as a bit of an escape artist who uses his athletic ability and proficient parkour prowess to take stolen items and deliver them to their desired buyer. I've run across him a few times but he never stays in for long given his role in most of these crimes. Now Ra's appears to be putting that skill set with the White Ranger powers.
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Post by jedibloo on Sept 8, 2020 3:40:45 GMT -5
Wicz can't say that he was all too surprised about the identity of the White Dino Gem's wielder since he figures out earlier about Ra's training him all this time. "Well... That certainly explains a few things." He closes his eyes and sigh. "So how are we gonna deal with Steele now? I mean between him and the League of Assassins, and other profiled criminals, it's already too much for us to take care of."
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Post by venomizer on Sept 8, 2020 4:10:22 GMT -5
"We gotta keep fighting. That's all we can do. We learn, adapt, and keep fighting. As long as these goons don't whip out some super huge robot, we just keep fighting. Gotham can't be plunged into any more chaos." Chris said as he kept still so Al could tend to him.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Sept 8, 2020 14:07:23 GMT -5
Wicz can't say that he was all too surprised about the identity of the White Dino Gem's wielder since he figures out earlier about Ra's training him all this time. "Well... That certainly explains a few things." He closes his eyes and sigh. "So how are we gonna deal with Steele now? I mean between him and the League of Assassins, and other profiled criminals, it's already too much for us to take care of."
"We gotta keep fighting. That's all we can do. We learn, adapt, and keep fighting. As long as these goons don't whip out some super huge robot, we just keep fighting. Gotham can't be plunged into any more chaos." Chris said as he kept still so Al could tend to him.
"Chris is right. We have to keep fighting." Carrie grimaced, visibly in pain when Alfred was tending to her more tender injuries. "We decided to join this fight and we have to stick with it.... ouch!"
"Focus on healing your wounds." Bruce continued to ponder in his head, wondering where else he had heard that name before. He was aware of Adrian's time as a criminal but there was something else there that he couldn't quite put his finger on it. "Oh and injuries withstanding, good job today with stopping those bombs. You saved a lot of people today with many criminals now being locked up."
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Post by jedibloo on Sept 8, 2020 16:29:07 GMT -5
Hearing the reassurance from his friends, Wicz feels a bit lighter. Even though his feelings are shaken, at least there's the bright side to tonight. "Good thing this night gives us a reason what we're fighting for in the first place," Wicz says proudly as he allows himself to be tended by Alfred.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Sept 10, 2020 2:01:26 GMT -5
The White Ranger arrived at what appeared to be an abandoned hangar. He stopped in front of a plane that opened its doors, revealing steps that the White Ranger would use to step inside. Upon taking a seat, he demorphed back into civilian form. Before he could get comfortable in the chair, a cell phone rang near him. Adrian picked up the phone as he sat back awaiting take off.
"You really have amazing timing." Adrian smiled.
"I take it that the mission was successful."
"Yessir! Right now, they're licking their wounds. I didn't leave them too banged up but they'll definitely remember me after tonight. I just wish that I could have really cut loose with the Black Ranger."
"Perhaps in time. Right now, your skills aren't up to par with the Detective in an extended battle."
"Ouch. Way to dig in there." Adrian responded in mock disappointment.
"The Black Ranger is a master of nearly every martial art known to man and one of the few men in history to have bested me in combat with a brain equally as proficient. I would wager that by now, he has already figured out who you are and how to combat your style."
"Damn. Is he really that good?"
"No. He's better. Enjoy your flight. We will continue your training in the morning upon your return." Ra's ended the call, leaving his newest assassin to enjoy the flight home. With these new powers and one of the world's greatest martial artists training him directly, things were looking up for the young escape specialist and not so good for the Rangers who would have a definite fight on their hands when they see Adrian again.
******
Days after the Rangers encountered the newest warrior of the league, things were relatively quiet in Gotham. News of the big bust at the Iceberg Lounge spread like wildfire and with so many criminals in jail, it caused those criminals still free to second guess their next move as they didn't want to fall victim to the Power Rangers who were finally starting to garner the respect they deserved as the protectors of Gotham.
Bruce rubbed his eyes, struggling to adjust to the natural sunlight beaming in his room courtesy of Alfred who opened the blinds. He sat up in his bed after finally conceding to Alfred and opting to get up and start his day.
"Good Morning Alfred."
"Good Morning Master Bruce. Your breakfast will be ready shortly."
Although Bruce would have preferred some extra sleep over bacon and eggs, he nodded in appreciation before getting out of bed.
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Post by venomizer on Sept 10, 2020 22:05:21 GMT -5
Chris was coming back from a morning run as he walked back into Wayne Manor. The early morning silence let him sit alone with his thoughts to try and piece things together. He then made his way to his room to get a spare change of clothes before heading to get a nice shower before breakfast.
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Post by jedibloo on Sept 11, 2020 13:39:23 GMT -5
Back in his room at Wayne Manor, Wicz wakes up disoriented, slowly soothing his head. While he's recovering from his second head injury, he makes sure to be careful around his family because the last he doesn't want is getting them involve with his mess. Sure he gets some minor bruising as a child, but that's out of being an innocent bystander thing when someone pushes someone.
Wicz takes off his sleeping cap and leaves his Mario plush doll and blue ball to his bed before he starts his daily routine. Once he's ready to go, he went to the kitchen to have breakfast.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Sept 14, 2020 0:40:39 GMT -5
While the Rangers were stirring and getting their day started, Adrian was hard at work in the secure confines of Nanda Parbat. The young warrior was on one knee, panting heavily and using a sword for support.
"This...is...now how I intended for my morning to start."
"Dear boy, I hope you don't expect to beat the Rangers with that attitude." Ra's was pacing from side to side with sword in hand.
"I beat them once already. I'm sure I can do it again."
"Not with this mindset." Ra's countered. He lunged at Adrian who just barely dodged the attack and held his sword up to block another with Ra's coming in for a rapid follow up strike. "Yes. You enjoyed success thanks to the element of surprise. They didn't know you or what you were capable of. But I assure you that they will the next time you all meet which is why you must become stronger and hone your skills." The leader of the League of Assassins went on the attack with a series of elegant sword strikes with Adrian barely able to avoid as he relied more on his street based parkour movements. Ra's kicked Adrian in the chest showing that he was figuring the young fighter out even with his more unpredictable movements. The Demon's Head came down with an overhead slash and instead of spinning outward or flipping backwards, Adrian rolled forward before quickly turning around and kicking Ra's in the back, forcing him to nearly fall to the ground. Ra's turned around, smirking at his newest protege.
"Good. Again!"
With that, the two continued to train with the sound of their swords being heard at great distances with it not going unnoticed to one particular set of ears belonging to Talia Al Ghul, wondering just what her father's end game is.
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Post by mariescott on Sept 14, 2020 1:30:30 GMT -5
Carrie woke up and lay in bed for awhile. Sitting up she checked how the bruise on her stomach was doing. She noticed it wasn't as dark a purple so she figured it was on it's way to getting better. She got out of bed and then eased her arm out of the sling that she was wearing to immobile her arm. She did some gentle stretches and her shoulder was a little stiff but felt alright. Getting dressed she headed to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
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