Not all Heroes wear Capes (Invite)

Tommy only barely noticed anything strange when he froze on the spot at the sound of a silenced round going off at his feet. Turning and raising his guard immediately, he noticed the goons and the heat they were packing. More importantly, he saw a glimpse of something being carried into the building that they were guarding.

While his face was covered, preventing the goons from telling where or what he was looking at, Tommy knew that his suit wasn't rated for firearms. He could avoid lethal injuries at center mass, but that was it. Of course his quirk compensated by allowing him to move unpredictably, but that wasn't the real problem here. The real problem was the KHH's protocols. Giga Bite's agency was primarily focused on Search and Rescue operations. What's more, it was protocol to avoid performing villain suppression. Vigilante activity was their focus as well. Taking a step back, Tommy knew that he couldn't afford to engage.....

Yet something told him letting this go would be devastating especially of the deal was being made this close to UA. Taking a second step back, Tommy leaped away, behind a building and out of sight. Firing his arm out, Piecekeeper would retreat by using his reel back system to pull himself atop the building.

Up on the rooftops, Piecekeeper could at least stay out of sight and be less likely to be heard. Now it was time for recon. Activating his comms unit, Tommy would relay to KHH HQ that an illegal drug deal was occuring in Musutafu city and that he'd gather intel. Knowing what was happening was more important than suppression of these criminals as he moved along the rooftop. Making sure to stay away from the alleyway the goons were at, Tommy attempted to guage a likely entry point into the building before him. If there wasn't one, well he could at least try to view the dealings from a window by hanging from his reelback system.

Tommy would take the advantage while he had it, seeing how the green haired guy seemed content he had zoomed away when he turned that last corner. Instead of using a pop gun, which had a unique disadvantage of being quiet loud, Tommy detached his hand softly, a quiet pop barely audible even to himself. This was a bit of a risky technique, but he had practiced and gained the arm strength to do this. Forming his detached hand into a fist, Tommy took a moment and lined up his throw, before fast balling his own fist out towards the opposite building. Sure enough, his continue practice and training had allowed him to make the throw, albeit a bit roughly as he barely hung onto the corner he landed his hand on, moving it along until he found a secure anchor to hang from. A quick knot of the reelback line with his dexterous fingers secured it further, as he sprinted and ran wide around the rooftop, jumping and swinging off to angle the swing and utilize the pendulum effect.

A quick micro adjustment of his reelback system, and he was swinging to a hopping skid as he stopped a bit short of a open window with a view of whatever was happening. Barely opening the window to hear, Tommy listened to the exchange. Seemed as though this chemist was manufacturing something for quiet some time. What it was, Piecekeeper didn't know, but the mention of Malpractice suggested that this chemist wasn't making your standard over the counter medicines. Tommy felt a ping of disgust in his gut, but stayed quiet. If he risked blowing his cover then there would be no future drug bust.... Of course, seeing how the goons were looking for something, Tommy assumed it might be money; only for him to spot something odd. Papers? He tried to zoom in as best he could, but they were snatched before he could get a clear picture. That said, the big guy with the blonde hair seemed to have gotten what he was looking for.....

Tommy would have considered this a loss honestly. Because they had gotten a formula for whatever that stuff was; it wasn't likely that they'd come here again. Authorities would arrest the chemist and try to fin- Suddenly a chill ran down Tommy's spin as he heard the Aye Aye from the Green Haired dude from before. Bloodlust. He had sensed it more in the tone of voice, but it was enough to make Tommy suddenly unwind his Reelback line from above and grip the window to brace himself and prepare to move in. Even if the chemist had made some drugs, even if the chemist had done this for a long time, and even if he did this with the intent purpose of money on his mind; it was clear that with their final deal, these Yakuza guys were not going to leave any trail if they could help it! As his hand reeled back into place, Tommy, No, Piecekeeper opened the window and sliding in, he braced his body as the Green haired creep began to complain, the Chemist obviously wanting to just leave, but Piecekeeper knew that wouldn't end well! He had to find something! ANYTHING to block the chemist from whatever this creep's quirk involving sinuses was.

"POP-RAM!" Piecekeeper yelled, as he fired his upper body with full velocity while launching off the window still towards the bastard, "And POP-GUN RIFLES!" he'd yell, firing both arms with a resounding pop as he swung his strike adding the extra force neccessary to make them hit harder. The two strikes weren't aimed at the green creep. Only the first one, which Piecekeeper anticipated was something the creep would be able to dodge if not see coming with how loud he spoke. The real purpose was to make his aim go off even slightly as he aimed for his jawline. The second strike on the other hand was meant for the Chemist, who being jumpy and timid as he was would likely be astonished, allowing the second arm to grab him by the collar and drag him down and out of the line of fire behind a set of crates.

That wasn't all. Piecekeeper knew that he needed to get moving quickly, as he quickly began using Pop-Swap as he reeled back his lower body, and his left arm that was aimed at Green guy. "Sorry, but I didn't leave earlier, but I'll split now!" Piecekeeper smiled with his digital mask making a devilish smiley face, before he used Pop-Swap to quickly begin moving unpredictably his limbs disconnecting like some sort of creepy daddy long legs on grappling hooks as he made his way to the chemist that he had knocked away. "Sorry to say this Doc, but I'm gonna have to save you whether you like it or not."

Piecekeeper became somewhat concerned when he spotted the yakuza member(?) letting himself get hit. Seeing the line of snot on his outfit that refused to lose cohesion made Piecekeeper suddenly realize why, as he looked over to see the hole in the wall from the previous projectile. With the villain's taunting that he was in over his head, Piecekeeper's visor shifted to sticking out his tongue. "Well you got me there, which is why backup is already on it's way. I mean what kinda idiot does a drug deal near a school full of heroes?" Piecekeeper retorted, as he watched the guy stop up one side of his nose.

In a split second, Piecekeeper was dodging out of the way, paying particular attention to avoid having his ropes and limbs stuck with snot anymore than need be. Quick thinking got Piecekeeper a quick and brilliant plan, as he tugged and rattled the stuck arm while pulling taught in an attempt to mess up snotty's aim, and test out if his neck was as strong enough to withstand rattling his brain. Of course, if that failed, a snap of his wrist clasp, and the clawed hard plastic glove would likely slingshot towards the gross man's face.

Pulling himself to cover, Piecekeeper came up with a plan on the fly. "We'll get you out, but do you know where the nasal spray is? Afterwards, you'll need yo cooperate with KKH. Whatever they took, we need to know what it is."

With his hand now exposed, it was not only susceptible to injury, but the Reelback system couldn't be used to bring the disconnected appendage back. Of course, with broccoli head approaching, Tommy needed a way to at least even the field. It was then that he noticed a staple in any warehouse. A dry fire extinguisher!

Tommy watched as the plan to jar the guy's aim was quickly unraveled. Instantly, the projectiles whizzed into their corner, the chemist getting hurt by a second time. Immediately Tommy considered running with the man. Honestly, with the now nasally sound gone, Tommy figured this was his best chance to escape with the man. But what if it was a trap?

What if he wasn't fast enough, smart enough, or worse.... What if there was no escape? The sudden fear of failure popped into his head, though for a split second he felt like this space in between boxes was that crack in the ground from when he was a kid....... Then he snapped back to reality when he heard the man taunting that he'd leave when confirming a body. That single sentence struck Piecekeeper to his core. His visor blank, he turned to the Chemist, before taking his unarmored hand and grasping his. "Hey, you have two daughter right?". He asked calmly, gripping the man's hand with a strength to root him in place from the pain. "What are their names? Remember their names, and place my hand where you feel the most pain... Then, bite down on your coat as hard as you can while remembering them. I promise you.... You'll see them again.". He said, placing his left hand in the man's grasp. While he couldn't perform first aid, he could apply pressure to the wound by gripping it. "Not all heroes wear capes you know. Someone's gotta bring food to the table, right?". He said, as final piece of courage for the man to anchor himself to.

Piecekeeper would then stand up, stepping out now without a hand. His visor was still blank and a blackish blue in color, reflecting Boogie. Piecekeeper looked far less intimidating, especially when his left hand was missing. "Sorry to ask, but do you have a hand to spare? I kinda let someone else borrow mine. A little bit of comfort, ya know?". Tommy said, but this time he didn't bother with using honorifics. If anything, he used the opposite, referring to boogie as an underclassman. Respect was a major think for the Yakuza, though he didn't know if that was merely rumors or not. Rubbing his stump of his left wrist onto the back of his neck, he prepared to detach his head.

Why?

Because his visor, blackish blue and dead had been damaged by the projectile that whizzed by, a clear cut revealing an happy looking eye through a half inch cut. This guy was lethal with his shots. So why had Piecekeeper chosen to insult him? Just that. To show that if the man landed a solid hit on his face, he'd have two corpses to confirm with ease. This boy's armor wasn't rated for bullets after all. Tommy could still see through his visor, it's simply that the HUD wouldn't work with the power being cut.

"So what do you say underclassman? Wanna give me a hand?". He stated, before dashing towards the man his eye open and determined to fight still.

Piecekeeper ran forward. He had been expecting an onslaught or a quick kill shot from the guy. Maybe center mass where Piecekeeper kept all of his actual protection, but his stance demeanor and everything else told all what Piecekeeper what he needed to know.

This guy wasn't a second hand man to that big guy for no reason. Which was why Piecekeeper pulled out all the stops. Every. Single. One.

The first strike he made was a haymaker with his right hand, his left primed for a strike despite not having any clear fist to use. Perhaps he was planning to use the stump as a makeshift fist. The swing would aim at the guy's face once more.

Piecekeeper noted the stance Boogie took.  He had a sneaking suspicion from the first strike against Boogie, but this only furthered it; he was well and truly versed with fighting up close.  Why wouldn't he be?  Yakuza were tougher than rocks, and tales of them forfeiting a pinky upon failing a mission was common place urban lore and legend in japan.  However, Piecekeeper watched, intending to take the feint head on, when his haymaker hit; the sensation of the strike feeling incomplete.  No, it wasn't that he hadn't connected.  The angle of his chin meant Boogie could take the hit without a knockout or a bad rattle.  He had seen how Boogie was fast with his reactions, but now Piecekeeper had set a pace.  

He'd only have once chance to blitz this bastard and end the fight within seconds.  Otherwise the chemist wouldn't live long enough to see his two children.  Piecekeeper wasn't going to have that happen.  Not on his first official rescue against a villain like Boogie!!  

Determination burned his his visible eye, not even a flinch.  Immediately after the haymaker, his right (and only) hand disconnected, falling off as his left "caught" the appendage.  For most people, the idea of swapping right and left hands seemed silly.  Especially when you consider that those who weren't left handed their arms wouldn't be use to the muscle memory of the right..... except one thing.  Tommy had trained hard to extend his ambidexterity to it's utmost limits!  As Boogie retracted his arm and hopped back; the hero was already one step ahead of him.  A clenching of his abdominal muscles, row upon row of muscles that kept his upper and lower halves together clenching, before a powerful, and resounding, POP echoed through the warehouse.  Faster than Boogie could blink, faster than he could fire off that sneeze that Piecekeeper had been waiting for..... Piecekeeper was already not only behind him, but above him and upside down, a long pink string the only thing indicating where he was!  His right hand also had that same pink wire connected to it.  Stretching from his right stump of a forearm to his left arm.  A wire that Piecekeeper wasted no time in wrapping around the villain's head.  

Normally, Tommy never used this tactic.  It was dangerous, not only to the user, as it risked damaging the reelback system; but it also could end up choking and damaging the neck of villains.  While a hero was suppose to stop a villain, killing them outright was a last resort when all other methods had been exhausted; and when the higher ups in hero society deemed it a necessity.  That said, Tommy still trained himself to use the wire as a grappling, confining, and restriction weapons as much as a tool.  This time, he used it as he had predicted.  Even if his theory was wrong; this guy likely had to blow snot, or keep himself decongested or else he'd likely do things like sneeze.  His talking might have been just that; but Piecekeeper wasn't taking the chance anymore.  The wire was pulled tight, crushing and covering the villain's nose and mouth with his own hands.  The Reelback system kicked in, his lower body jumping up to connect to his upper, and his upper reeling back to connect to his lower, pulling the villain's head forward and down, straight into a flying knee to the face!  What's more, with the hands covering the villain's face; Piecekeeper would be able to minimize the amount of snot, and hopefully break the villain's nose in one devastating blow, as his hip and thigh joint constricted with the same contractions as before.  Another echoing POP as his knee came and struck the bound villain's face in a bone crunching blur at less than a foot away before impact!


"POP GUN: SHOTGUN KNEE!"  Tommy yelled out his newest super move.  Honestly, it was a prototype move; but desperate times called for desperate measures after all.  A second later, the weight of his body reconnecting with the launched leg added another good impact, as Piecekeeper hoped the sudden increase in speed, impact, and the villain's own ability would do him in!