Mission #13 Grand Chase!

[Randy Savage]

Randy paced back and forth on the massive wall that separated the two parts of Winchester Island. To her right, the Lawless Zone. A bastion of debauchery and void of responsibility. Randy had actually spent some time here a few times in her life. Although she was a Bounty Hunter, something inside her felt a kinship for pirates. And apparently, she carried herself like one as she was hardly ever hassled or stopped for looking out of place. For now, her Bounty Hunter reputation did not proceed her. If anyone though they recognized her, it wasn’t so much recognizing Randy as it was recognizing her genes that marked her as a relative of the Dread Pirate Savage, All in all, she liked their strong alcohol and the penchant their parties had for getting out of control. She never participated in the fights the pirates often had with the Marines in the different parts of the island; despite her pirate background she held true to the idea that she was a Bounty Hunter and wouldn’t, at least yet, take a stand against the Marines.

To her left was Fort Stanley, the Marine base. The base itself was large and impressive. The town that surrounded it was completely unremarkable; boring, bland, poor, and constantly thankful for the Marines to bankrupt them while they feigned pretending like they were being protected. Randy knew the pirates on the other side of the island well enough to know that they could come over this wall and start a fight any time they wanted. The only real thing protecting this island was the threat of a buster call if things got truly out of hand. Anyway, in a situation like that, no one was safe. Randy gritted her teeth again as she tried to think happy thoughts about the Marines. She was always having this debate with herself. Telling herself that Marines are just doing their jobs, doing what their told. They can’t always be blamed for when things go wrong or get out of hand. Or, if fringe cases of abuse spring up here and there, they can’t be expected to always be aware of it instantly. But couldn’t the same thing be said of every group; just trying to live? Doing what their told?

Randy forcefully shook the hypothetical musings out of her head. She was here for a bounty. As a matter of fact, it was a particularly powerful bounty. That was the only reason she was allowed out on top of this wall on the western border of East Winchester (or the eastern border of West Winchester, depending on who you asked). Randy had been all over both sides of this island, trying to track the pirate down. She had barely had any luck. Sure, she heard lots of stories about how crazy she was from the pirates. And she also heard lots of stories about how dangerous she was from the marines. Unfortunately, neither groups had anything to go on as to where one might find this pirate. The only thing she had to go on was that the pirate was last seen on this island. Apparently, to make matters worse, she had even changed her look a bit from the last time her bounty poster was drafted. Rumor had it that the bounty picture was so specific that she HAD to change her look or risk being spotted outright anywhere she went. Randy pulled the poster out of a fold in her jacket.



The infamous Venus Jades! Randy was looking forward to fighting this behemoth of a pirate. Although she hadn’t gotten a whole lot of information on Jades’ position, she HAD done a lot of reconnaissance on how she fought. Apparently, her fighting style revolved around the fact that she was so large and fat that she could cause objects to orbit around her. This turned the entire area within her orbit, which was extremely large as people told it, into a live debris field. Randy had been excited to see this in action. To see such a power would be interesting to say the least. Not only to see it but to fight against it would truly be a special treat! Jades’ was apparently quick seasoned with her ability and had quite a bit of experience in pirateering. Randy, though having a lot of experience on Bounty Hunter crews, admittedly had not spent long actually hunting bounties. She figured that Jades’ would have an edge over Randy, at least as far as applicable experience. But, Randy was excited to have a real[/b] fight. In the blues she grew up in, Randy was starting to suffer from ‘big fish in a small pond’ syndrome. She felt as though she toppled any challenges that came her way and was now in search of ones she couldn’t just bowl over through brute force. And with a woman this big, Randy doubted she could just push her way through her.

Randy continued pacing, switching her gaze to the other side of the island. The wind caught her hair and she relished the cool breeze. Randy’s outfit was her standard “Hard Rock Hunters” uniform. Devlin had insisted that, when they were hunting bounties at least, they wore their uniforms. Randy wasn’t completely opposed to the idea. She would admit there could be something intimidating about a group of uniformed, skilled bounty hunters coming after you. On her feet were large black combat boots that came up to mid calf, with accentuating thigh high socks that ended right below a pair of black shorts. The shorts were short, leaving her as much range of motion in her legs and hips as possible. Her top was a simple black tank top, though this was obscured by a black and white military style jacket. The jacket itself was most black, with the white serving as accents. The neck had a furry black frill and on the back there was an emblem of a skull and crossbones. It was an experimental jolly roger; a standard skull with guitars crossing behind it instead of bones. She was glad whoever made the clothes was better able to stitch the pattern than Devlin was to actually draw it.

At the moment, Randy was done blindly searching. She figured she had done as much asking around as she possible could. For now she was content to pace along the wall and look for signs of trouble in either part of town. If things went on quiet for the rest of the day, she might resort to more detective work at night but, for now, this was the plan she was going with. A part of her was surprised she hadn’t found her yet; if this drawing was really accurate as they said then she should be able to see this thing coming a mile away! She let the breeze wash over her, absentmindedly reaching in her belt pouch for a pepper. They were small and red. Flare Peppers. The were usually best used to garnish a steak or to cook in a broth. They packed a lot of flavor in tiny bites. She munched as she continued to pace, hoping for anything to break to relative silence of the island.

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Quizzically, she maintained that cold stare of judgement upon the marked parchment in front of her. An absolute joke this had to be. She could feel the brewing of pent up rage manifesting through visible tremors across the plane of her face. Her eyebrows tightened the skin in between, furrowing lines deeper into her pale complexion. If she continued staring at this piece of paper she'd go mad. Actually, scratch that. She was mad five minutes ago. Now, she was furious. "Who. The. Fuck. Drew. This. Crap."

Venus Jades, the pirate lass with a 31 million bounty, stood gazing abhorrently at what appeared to be a sketch of her bounty poster. Apparently, word got out that the haughty harlequin had altered her appearance entirely and with some testimonials an artist was brought in to sketch her profile based on the various descriptions. However, the possibility of any of these people meeting Jades much less recognizing her was far from credible. She had never been anywhere near Winchester Island her entire life! Why, her notoriety was only prevalent in the North Blue as that was the sea in which she received her bounty. It didn't entirely make sense why or how an artist or some dolts managed to find out about her. Yet none of these complications mattered. Some unfortunate soul was bound for the ride of their life and in Jades' world of hurt, there were no brakes on the pain train.

Finally ripping her fixated attention away from the botched bounty poster, she ran off spontaneously into the city streets. Past the cityscape she ran, running by brick built bakeries, sprinting over the smith's stone ceiling and dashing through casually clad crowds. To be perfectly frank, Jades was unsure of what her running was all about. Perhaps she needed a break from that horrible excuse of a caricature or maybe she needed to let off some steam after being ignited with the fiery vengeance of a thousand Yonko's. Either way, her abrupt disturbance of the peace was definitely going to get some attention from the locals and sooner or later the authorities. For you see, in her unstable mind, Jades believed the best way to gain some respect around this town for a much more appealing picture to be identified by was to cause some massive trouble. And who better than the 'Celestial' sinner to run amok wreaking havoc across the town? The answer was no one. At least, no one who came to her mind. 

The scene blurred with each step she took as her feet dragged her through the various districts scattered around Winchester. People shouted out in surprise as this blonde bolt of lightning zipped right past them and vanished into the horizon. Jades kept on moving and moving, unsure if she was doing anything worthwhile by just running around the place without causing much damage or casualty. Goooooood. Can you people call in the Marines or something? Help a felon out for my sake. She persisted in moving through the concrete jungle of houses and stores all darting past her vision. Suddenly, out of all the ordinary faces she encountered, the pale faced clown recognized or noticed a particularly odd figure approaching her way. 

The girl - if it was even one - resembled the maniacal minx's prior attire long ago. Shorts, fancy armwear, a kickass pair of thigh-highs and some sweet, stylish hair to match it all. Dang, you're hot!... Almost as much as I was! She laughed or attempted to at the mouth drying speed she was running at. Though the smiling sprinter wanted to run on ahead of this lovely gal, she couldn't help but feel that familiar sense of violence and depravity that all partners of crime were familiar with emanating from that girl. Was it simply her fashion sense that gave off the image of a fighter or her overall look that just didn't sit right with Jades? Something was very unusual about her and she intended to find out what. Whispering under her breath, she muttered "Okay Sunshine, what's your deal?..."

Though the initial plan was just to run around and spread as much panic as possible, Jades knew well enough after that marathon of madness that working out her legs weren't going to do anything to draw out attention. Which meant, just like when all of her other plans fail, she'd have to resort to that. A sigh of disappointment left her lips since she wished that for once a task could be completed without the use of a power that was not strictly her own. Regardless, if chaos and disorder were to be played out on this playing field, it had to be done. A swish and a wave of the hand and off everything went. "Carousel..."

All around the pirate her surroundings were jerked away from their foundation and sent spiraling around her. Wooden columns, glass windows, cemented bricks and more were all torn asunder from the walls and floors of their respective buildings as they formed a makeshift ring of random materials. Now, the pain train hast left the station.

"GIVE ME A BETTER PICTURE OR I'LL KILL YOU ALL IF I HAVE TO!" 

[Randy Savage]

((I couldn’t tell which side of the island you were on. Sorry if I missed something but I’m dropping us on the pirate side.))

Randy continued her musing at the top of the wall that ran nearly the length of the entire island between the two cities. For a long while, it didn’t seem like anything would happen. She considered for a moment the idea that this Venus Jades wasn’t even on the island. If Randy had came here of her own volition, looking for a pirate, she would have assumed they moved on and did so herself already. The only thing keeping her here was the fact that she was asked to help by the marines. Well, that was putting it loosely; they had an open call out to any Bounty Hunters in the area to come here and stop Jades. That in it self wasn’t terribly important BUT, what was important was the fact the marines believed she was here so strongly. Their resources, obviously, were far more extensive than her own. She nearly had no choice but to trust them. That’s when the party started. There were screams and shouts in the distance, accompanied by a noise that almost sounded like a collapsing building. Randy snapped into action.

Leaping from the wall and landing with a roll, Randy took off in the direction of the noise; the Lawless Zone. She sprinted through the plain between the wall and the town, leaping over squat stumps. Randy was making good speed. The island, at some point, was clearly a lush jungle. Over the years it had been worn down and deforested, pillaged to put up and support the lives of the two towns that dominated each end. It probably looked a bit weird if looked at from the sky; the island was nearly a circle, a line right down the middle, with two gigantic towns on each side. Randy would cross the distance with ease--already well practiced at running full speed through a forest or jungle, this was nothing. She passed a few pedestrians and law keepers along the road, but paid them no mind. Sure, she was supposed to be helping the marines, and there were probably other bounty hunters in the area, but Randy did not want their help. She had the claim to this bounty and she’d be damn if she let anyone else try to collect it. Rounding the outskirts of town, Randy rushed in through the main gate and toward the noise of the disturbance. Now that she was close, the noises from the destruction were all to clear.

”Ah ha! Now you’re mi--?”

Sprinting through the town, it was only a few moments until she came to the sight of the disturbance. She skid to a stop, her momentum causing her to slide into the middle of the street. There she stood, hand outstretched, finger pointing, striking a dramatic pose as she slid into place. Randy was about to declare victory over the pirate scum but her thought process was cut short. This chick looks nothing like the picture! Expression perplexed, Randy struggled to reconcile the image of the woman in front of her and the one so skillfully drawn on the slip of paper in her pocket. She broke her pose and yanked the bounty slip out of her pocket and held it up in front of her face between her and Jades. Moving the paper back and forth in front of her face, Randy compared the two. Ah! She realized with a start. This must be an impostor! Randy had run into pirates like this in the past; if a particular pirate was getting a lot of public exposure, they would try to jump in and take credit for it themselves! It was an easy way to launch your notoriety. After you got infamous enough, no one cared if you were really who you said you were. She laughed to herself. Well, if she wants to act like a pirate, I’ll treat her like one!

Part of her wanted to move into attack, but it was just then that her mind processed what was actually happening. Randy had heard of pirates being a ‘whirlwind of destruction.’ Hell, some people had even called HER that before. But never in her life had she seen someone literally be a whirlwind. She watched in amazement as bricks, pieces of pillars, and other assorted debris swirled around the girl. It was truly a sight to behold. Randy never fancied to have a supernatural power like that for herself but she could still appreciate the powers some people had in the world. Wait a minute? How?! All of the research she had had done pointed to this woman being nearly the size of a planetary body herself. How in the world was she so dense that she was able to make things orbit around her? Sure, this ‘Jades’ might be a little thick around the hips and backside but Randy would hardly consider her big enough to generate pull. Also, Randy hypothesized, if the true Jades lost weight, her powers would most likely go away with it. That’s just how the world worked. Randy decided not to attack quite yet. She was more curious about what this girls deal was!

”HEY!” Randy belted, getting the attention of the woman. ”Mighty bold of you to impersonate Venus Jades like this! It makes sense though; noteworthy pirate said to be in the area but she doesn’t show up for a few days. You figured you’d jump in and steal some of the spotlight for yourself EH?! Well, you might not be Jades but I’ll be happy to give you the beating she was going to get. Only one question; where are you hiding your weight that makes you fat enough for things to orbit around you? It’s really impressive!”

Randy yelled down the street, facing ‘Jades’ as she spoke. She wasn’t sure if this pirate would even let her get the whole way through her spiel; she realized about halfway she was pontificating again, but continued to just roll with it. The street they were facing off on was decently wide, enough for plenty of foot traffic. All the buildings around them were squat, ramshackle one story things. Unfortunately, this might give Jades the advantage as there was lots of loose debris to choose from. There were a few people running about, trying to get away from the impending storm. Some of the more brave pirates watched from windows and doorways, always used to fights breaking out in this part of town anyway. Randy stood in a relaxed posture, arms crossed as she spoke and waited for some justification from the fake pirate.

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The marathon of mayhem was abruptly interrupted by a distant commotion a few dozen meters back where she came from. Normally, Jades would judge any crowd controlled clamoring as an indication that her work was done well. Screams, yells, shouts were all the buzz when she wreaked havoc, yet there was something off about the one that caught her attention. From the sound of it, the din was caused by a single person exclaiming at the top of their lungs. And from various clues riddled through the speech, she could just barely hear her name being mentioned. What the hell? Who's calling me? It was indeed strange for someone of Winchester to know who she was but even more bizarre for them to strike up a dialogue with her. 

With reluctance, Jades halted her sprint, switched directions and began to strut toward the sound of some pretentious poser shouting at the masked menace. If it weren't so random, the whole situation would be a bit funny to her. A run through the streets stopped by some chick in loose clothing calling out the great pirate Jades on...being fat? Wait, what the hell did she say about me? It was an entirely new experience from the typical banter her adversaries often started with, that was for sure. However, if there was one thing the lunatic lass was not a fan of it was fabricated insults of her integrity and character. After all, who in their right mind enjoyed being lied about right in front of their very eyes? Not this girl.

Jades resumed her walk to the gutsy gal threatening to beat her ass for absolutely no reason other than for being overweight? What a really weird reason to fight someone, she thought. But whatever the case was, she wasn't one to back down from a skirmish especially against this pint-sized chump of a brat. Her pale fingers took off for the weighted iron rod strapped against her belt. I guess if I'm gonna attract some attention, I should make some noise eh? The argent prismatic mass glistened with a muted arrangement of light and roughly scratched textures as it slowly left its placement and entered the tight grasp of Venus Jades.

"So kid, I don't know what you just said besides calling me fat? Well ya see, I don't take kindly to that kinda sh*t talk, ya feel me?" Her metal mallet spun around the axis of her wrist but behind her shoulder, seeming to gain an increase in speed as its wielder continued off monologuing. "Cuz I'm a big picture kinda gal. And right now, the camera's telling me your face and my hammer? That's the poster for a good old fashioned brawl.. And buddy, you're the main event....Mjolnir."  A wisp of wind left her lips and in a flash, the armed assailant snapped back the mallet directly in front of her. All around, the debris gathered from her prior run swiftly flowed into a tiny ring surrounding the mallet. Without any time to spare, Jades' entire body was propelled hammer first along with the mess of materials that ravaged the area around her.

[Randy Savage]

Randy watched as ‘Jades’ turned toward her, mouth spitting venom as she looked toward down the street at her. As they faced each other, Randy was just starting to see the darkness in her eyes. Yea, this was a pirate all right. And, if she was anything like the real Jades, probably pretty dangerous. This was the first fight in awhile that Randy wouldn’t have Devlin as a back up for. The last thing she wanted to grow to rely on someone else. That just wasn’t her style. Kid? ‘Jades’ taunted her. Despite how old the picture of the real Jades looked, all reports actually had her pegged younger than Randy. If this chick really was older than Randy, that firmly cemented the idea she was not the real ‘Celestial Venus Jades.’ She couldn’t help but bust out laughing at her next comment though. Randy comically pointed at the bounty poster as she laughed.

”Haha, you are a big pictured gal alright! Haha oh sh--”

Cutting her laughter short, Randy serious’d up as ‘Jades’ flew toward her. She hadn’t heard the attack name but the effect was obvious enough. Streaking through the air, ‘Jades’ left a path of destruction as she cleared the length of the alleyway toward Randy. Keenly, Randy saw the effect of her powers on the debris around her. ‘Jades’ speed was so fast that a couple object dropped out of her pull, other objects were able to keep up while others still were sucked into the circle too. Her attack was fast but Randy assumed it would be tough to change directions too rapidly. Randy was no scientist but she knew from experience that if you ran too fast you couldn’t always stop on a dime. Her hair flicked instinctually, flashing between hues of red. There was energy about the air that could not be denied.

Her subconscious moved through the best way to move out of the way of the attack. If this were a normal opponent she would probably try to block or deflect the mallet. That field of debris looked tough to get through though and with it focused on the hammer like it was, she doubted that would go the best for her. Randy’s body shuffled to the side, what would be ‘Jades’ left, while keeping her torso facing the woman. Her movement was quick, taking her outside of the direct line of fire from the mallet, the tiniest bit over an arm’s reach away. Keeping her body taught, Randy prepared for a follow up attack from ‘Jades.’ Her expectation was that ‘Jades’ would either try to golf swing her as she passed, throw debris from her field, or fling out a body part like a kick. Randy prepared for these eventualities. In a fight against a skilled opponent, Randy liked to feel out their tactics first. Endurance being one of her hallmarks, Randy always prided herself on being able to get an opponent gassed before she would.

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The rush of momentum pushed a harsh wave of air against her soft pale skin. Even with the orbit surrounding her mallet collecting various pieces of rubble, Jades' visage was littered with a small rain of junk. The speed of Mjolnir was certainly not one to be underestimated as she left her original standing instantly and already closed the gap between her and this adversary. Within the span of a second or two, she had already managed to near the woman who began to prepare herself into a battle stance. Thinking it over, the accelerating assailant theorized that she was not facing an ordinary citizen who would be clumsy enough to simply allow a hammer to make contact. She clearly knows what she's doing...I guess I can't just hit her right away then.

Jades' right hand swiftly slid down her torso and instinctively grasped the revolver strapped to her bullet adorned belt. If this enemy knew well enough to retaliate the moment an opportunity came up then she simply could not permit an opening to present itself. With the harlot now a meter or two away, she shifted her body position from a straight, stiff posture and transitioned into a stance that would allow for a roll off the ground. And just to ensure no counterattack would be issued from this fiery headed heathen, Jades expanded the fingers of both her hands which subsequently opened the radius of the orbit to a larger degree, sending the mass of debris all around her and possibly blinding or distracting this opponent. Once she passed on over the rambunctious redhead, she immediately fell to the floor in a roll and acrobatically jumped off the road and into a somersault.

It all would have appeared quite impressive if it were not done so in such an intense moment. But acrobatics and stunts were all the fighting style the jumping jester had. She had naught a clue on how to throw a proper punch or wrestle one's enemy into submission. Fighting, though routine for such a belligerent pirate, just wasn't exactly something she excelled at. However, something that she was quite prodigious in was the usage of her Devil Fruit, the Kidou Kidou no Mi. Because while every threat she faced had been tougher, bigger, stronger and overall better than her, they never thought for an instance that she possessed such an incredible power. And even if they were aware of it, what could they possibly do? It was one thing to be fast and another to be strong but one would have to be both to escape the pull of her orbits. Run in too close and you'd be trapped in a never ending circle of nausea and agony. The fruit just made life too easy for Jades when it came to small fry. But this lady was no pushover. She could see through the outdated tactics of time tested battles. This particular situation would call for a change of plans and strategy in terms of tackling such an intriguing and intelligent fighter. 

"So you can dodge, eh? That figures. You're a walking toothpick, it shouldn't be that hard to get out the way." Useless banter aside, Jades was intending to scan the woman of any characteristics that would serve an advantage. Her fit and strong physique certainly gave off the impression that close-quarters combat was no strange land of fighting. Not to mention her thought processes were top notch to have avoided the attack from before. If it weren't too absurd, she would even have hypothesized that the lass' red hair was a sign of hot headedness or a short temper. Whatever the case could be, she had to gain the advantage at once. With a quick glance over the entirety of her body, she was not seen with a firearm and no other weapon aside from her gauntlets was visible. 

Good, no guns. Then that means I can make like gingerbread and get this chick to chase me. Sooner or later I'll hit her with something. Plumes of dust gathered around her feet as the orbit continued to bring in or at least try to attract any object into its sphere of influence. The dirt floor did not respond to the forceful pulling and all other props were just barely far away to avoid capture. But none of it mattered. Jades pulled off the belt constricting her dual colored trousers and threw in each metal shell individually into the air around her. One by one, they paused in midair for a fraction of a second before being taken on an atmospheric joyride. As she threw in each bullet into the increasingly crowded ring, she inquired of the girl her sanity.

"So, why are you looking for me anyways? I get that I have a price on my head but you chumps down here shouldn't know about that. Then again...YOU. As she trailed off that last word, her finger pointed menacingly at the girl.

"YOU still think that the one on that poster is 'Venus Jades'. I don't know why I'm bothering to tussle with a moron who can't tell apart lies from the legend." The argent ring was fully constructed by this point and Jades merely strapped her belt back on and continued to ramble on needlessly to this belligerent brat. "Check your facts, check yourself and check again. I am not the kinda person you wanna deal with. Chump."

[Randy Savage]

Randy watched ‘Jades’ form pass near her, wary of any potential follow up. None came though and Randy cursed herself for not taking advantage of the girl when she was within arm’s reach. Getting ahold of this girl could prove tough. Randy watched as ‘Jades’ rolled, bounded, and flipped through the air. As ‘Jades’ hit the dirt she spread her fingers and flayed her ring around her, including Randy in the spinning mass. Options whirled quickly through Randy’s mind; her first instinct was to leap away but a bigger part of her told her to capitalize on the opportunity to learn more about this power. She had missed the opening to attack but she did not want to let the pirate get away from her while she was completely empty handed.

The orbit expanded and soon included Randy. Standing in the whirling mass of debris, she could feel the pull on her body. This isn’t quite gravity...just a force. She wasn’t sure exactly what that meant but she could tell by how it acted on her body. Bricks, boards, boxes and other, less kind debris flew her way. She smacked a brick out of the way with her offhand and watched as it fell easily out of the flow. Holding her hand out, Randy caught a crate with an open palm. Blocks, glass, and rocks hit into the back of the box then, having lost their momentum and spin, fell out of the orbit. Very interesting. Before she had time to do much more experimenting, ‘Jades’ was out of range and so to was her power. Turning to face the girl, Randy felt a few knicks and cuts on her body; pieces of debris had struck her while she stood in the maelstrom. No major damage, but Randy felt the cool touch of blood on her forearm and thigh. Fabric ripped from her thigh highs left a bruise or two on her legs and showed off the old scars underneath her clothing.

Randy’s battle mind worked to process the information she knew about the strange power she was facing. She took a moment to thank her luck that ‘Jades’ already had the power whirling when she arrived. Facing an enemy with a powerful, but unknown, ability was infinitely more difficult than facing one with a power you recognized. Sure, Randy didn’t doubt that ‘Jades’ had a few tricks up her sleeve. Not only that but her exposure was brief so she doubted she understood it herself very well. But she understood the base idea and concept. That was enough for now. Randy wondered why the girl bothered to show it off so readily. She was fit enough to wield a mallet, sure, but she could tell by her fair skin and lack of definition that shouldn’t last very long if Randy would manage to get her hands around that scrawny neck. Having the advantage of such a great power could really take an enemy by surprise. Perhaps having the power for however long sh had the power had spoiled her. Perhaps she took it for granted that she had such a big ace up her sleeve for so long.

Squaring her shoulder’s Randy face up the alley at the lithe acrobat. Randy was feeling more and more like she had the advantage in the fight. A cruel, almost sadistic smile crept over her lips as the girl spoke. She absolutely loved whenever someone managed to have a bigger mouth than her. It was usually Randy who shot off snide remarks and talked down to her opponent--there was something about a pirate doing it to her that just got her excited. Randy was quick to anger through actions; missing an attack or getting hit, missing an opportunity or getting sloppy. Those were the kind of things that actually made her mad. But words? Nah, words made her giddy like a little girl. That’s part of the reason she herself was usually so quick at the mouth. All this tough girl talk was so typical of someone putting on a front. Now that this ‘Jades’ had the limelight on her, Randy doubted she’d ever shut up about how ‘legendary’ she was.

As ‘Jades’ tossed bullets into her tornado, Randy’s hair flickered and dance in annoyance. She hated gunners. Few things made her angrier than an enemy who wouldn’t stand and fight you toe to toe. Of course most pirates are just as likely to stab you in the back as fight you honestly, but at least they’re within arm’s reach. Someone who stood in the background and shot off from the distance only served to piss her off. Randy had been known to plow through bullet wounds, just to get close to gunner. She had even almost died before from her own stubbornness. She pushed those urges down now. There was no point in getting herself shot quite yet. The whirlwind kept spinning around ‘Jades’ and Randy couldn’t help but wonder exactly how fast a bullet would come out of it. Judging from the speed of her hammer earlier, probably pretty damn fast. Dodging bullets was practically a superhuman feat and almost always involved vast amounts of luck. Randy didn’t like relying on that by any means. Moving slowly, Randy started to walk toward ‘Jades.’ She wanted to close the distance as much as she could before ‘Jades’ decided to try to run away and just take potshots at her. Her entire body was tense; at least with a gun you had the hammerfall to warn you of an impending shot. She had no idea how much warning these shots would come with, if any at all.

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Closer and close this rowdy redhead approached her, with harsh blazing eyes full of intent. Jades was sure this woman never fought the type of giants she faced in the past but was certain of the fact she had never seen such eyes before. With irises that exhibited that much danger, she'd be a tough match for the orbital human. After all, most of the combatants she had to face were not exactly what one would see as the fighting kind. And yet here stood a potential titan of the future with hair so radiantly hot, Jades could almost feel some sort of phantom heat being generated from this woman. It was most likely an illusion or just an error of the brain. One way or another, she knew that a head on confrontation would serve no purpose in her initial objective.

A ghastly white hand rose into the air, directing its attention to an isolated individual several yards away. "Come catch me." She stretched out the palm of her hand with the soft surface still facing that vicious vixen. "If you can, that is." One small push and a silent utterance later, the metal shells surrounding Jades began to accelerate until, without warning, three shots were instantaneously sent flying off toward their target. Without even looking back to confirm a hit, she rotated her course and began to sprint in the opposite direction with the sinister sphere still circling around her. 

Though Jades was unsure of the survival of that girl, she had no intention of staying behind and observing the results for herself. If she died, she died. If she lived, then this would certainly be a most interesting chase. A quick glance over to the right of her revealed a glaring surface that began to wear out her vision. "Oh sh*t, a sword?" She guffawed in great satisfaction at this wonderful pickup. Though it was nothing refined and only seemed to be of poor quality, it would definitely help out her casualty game. 

Still no sign of the woman and the maniacal minx felt that with the lack of competition, her rampage through Winchester would be quite a bore. Come on, short stuff...don't tell me you didn't see those bullets coming? She ran off into the deepest parts of the city with a ring of destruction at hand. Something had to happen, otherwise her bounty would be a shame to have.

[Randy Savage]

A chase hmm? As Randy stalked forward and the girl motioned for a run through the town, she noticed the outer ring of Jades started rapidly accelerating. Her mind flashed a picture of when Jades threw the hammer--and with it, herself--toward Randy moments earlier. Before she fired off there was a brief increase in her spin. Just like now. That’s it! There might not have been a hammer fall, but this was just as good. Assuming that some sort of debris was coming her way, Randy oriented herself so as little of her surface area would be parallel with Jades’ orbit as possible. Randy figured that, though Jades could fire things from that orbit, controlling their angle was probably fairly difficult. Most things would just fling straight out, following their momentum. Perhaps a bit of that figuring was based in hope; if Jades could freely launch things from her orbit in nearly any direction then getting through that barrier and to her would be extremely difficult.

Throwing her weight to one side, Randy dove away from Jades’ circle so she was out of the direct line of fire. She heard three hard thumps sound out around the ground and objects around her. Rolling to her feet, Randy wasn’t quite sure exactly what was fired at her. There were no gunshots and the bullets hitting the ground sounded very different than they would when fired from a gun. They didn’t impact the same way, though Randy had no doubt they were still just as deadly. It was relatively easy to dodge these first shots; Jades had turned while she shot. Randy figured that, regardless of what super powers one may have, it would be hard to hit someone when blind firing with nearly anything. Then again, Randy had nearly no experience with fire arms so she wouldn’t know. Standing, Randy took off down the street at Jades. The woman had slowed down to pick up a weapon and this gave Randy time to catch up.

As they ran through the streets, Randy was impressed by her speed. She never had a problem running down other criminals--probably had something to do with this one being a PC. Laughing at the thought, Randy wondered if perhaps her power gave her the ability to ‘cycle away’ wind resistance, or something equally ridiculous, to make herself faster. There were a lot of other, stranger powers in the world. It almost wouldn’t surprise her. Randy was becoming continually impressive with the lengths of Jades’ power. Did she have to think about it or was it reflexive? Were things picked up manually or indiscriminately? One way to find out. Racing down the street, Randy reached out a hand and scooped up a barrel as she ran past it. Hefting it’s weight in her arms, she could life it easily. It was a small barrel, about the size of her forearm. Empty now, it was probably used to hold grain or a small trough of water for animals.

Raising the barrel over her head, Randy gave it a strong toss toward Jades. Her aim wasn’t the greatest--she doubted she would hit Jades directly--but she wasn’t necessarily trying to take her out from a distance. Her purpose was two fold; try to get a better handle on exactly how Jades’ power worked. But also the items thrown at her would distract or slow her down and give Randy a chance to catch up. Randy kept a wary eye on Jades’ tornado as she sprinted--she made sure to stay at odd angles from the orbit. As they ran should would continue to reach down and pick up small object that could be grabbed without slowing down. Box lids, cups, bottles, shoes, and even small pieces of furniture were all fair game to her projectile spree. A small part in the back of Randy’s head told her she was just making her own life harder. Perhaps Jades’ tornado would catch everything she threw. Perhaps she could hold every item in her path and would eventually have a powerful, orbiting wall to defend herself. Hopefully that wouldn’t be the case.