Hands Off The China Jar [DICK]

[charlie]

Why are you screaming at me? A question that shot out as flying limbs and sound waves were sent at her. She didn't understand how people could be scared of them where they are just so damn loud. Actually, the high pitched shrill was making her laugh a bit. It was the Chinese Mafia. In white shirts and baring weapons ready to be fired, people would be scared. But Charlie was seeing the humor like when she watched Jackie Chan movies. A punch landing across her face, she staggered backwards slightly as the Man landed.

Three of them dressed in white attire and one holding a knife and another holding a pair of numbchucks. The blunt end of the numbchuck smacked her over the back of the head and a kick landed in her gut. A flip kick hit her across the face and someone kicked out her feet. She fell on her back and a knife drove down towards her. She caught their arm; and now it was her turn. Kicking up at the man whose arm she was holding, she stomped on his face and he fell backwards onto the ground.

Charlie was sick of these guys. My god, how could these guys be so quick. And they kept screaming, it was rediculous. ''Thats it. Youse completely suck''. In her Batgirl suit, she quickly launched into the air and fell down kicking a man in the chest in the process. They staggered backwards and smashed into the wall. Flying off from him, she landed in a nice stance. Now she just wanted the cops to come and for these banshees to get locked up.

From her stance, she saw all rising again. So she bounced. Within the confines of a few seconds, she bounced in the air next to the one with the nunchucks and kicked them across the face. As they launched into the sky, she bounced next to the one with the knife and upper cutted them across the face and bounced to the third and kicked them up the face. Bouncing in the middle of the alley, she smiled as they all crashed down hurt. Now that was awesome accomplishment.
''Charlie, you need to stop being so awesome''. Then hearing the cocking of a gun, she sighed as she turned and saw a black suited man holding a shot gun at her. ''Really guys, really?''. Sigh*

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

(ooc: sorry for taking so long to get to this thread. Hope this post to start is ok. I can fix if not, let me know.)

With all the commotion going down, it didn't take Dick long to pick up on what might be going down. He could hear the loud yelling almost on the other side of the block. Gees, this criminals these days just didn't seem to appreciate the silent crime waves any more. They were taking all the fun out of haunting them down. Not really. Just made their jobs easier to find them and kick some butt.

Dick came running across the rooftops continuing to hear the commotion going on. He could hear the foreign language being spoken and understand bits and pieces of it when the words were loud and clear enough. Dick hadn't wasted his what little free time he had when not at classes, work, or on the streets. He could also hear what sounded like a young girl's voice through the fight.

As soon as he came to the edge of the building, looking down there was the fight and there was a girl, dressed as Batgirl. Dick was not fooled by the disguise, he knew it wasn't Babs. And he should know. But there in front of her, was a man with a gun ready to fire.

Not wasting any time, Dick jumped down into the alley, not giving the man the chance to fire or aim at him. Dick jumped straight down and kicked out at the man as he came down. Knocking the man to the ground and the gun out of his hand as it went off.

He turned and looked at the young girl behind him as he stood up. "Don't tell me you're Batgirl, because I won't believe it," Dick commented on the girl's disguise. He wasn't so sure if she knew of Nightwing or not, but now was not the time as more men came toward them.

Two armed men came toward Dick, their guns pointed at him. Dick pulled out two wingdings and threw them at the men holding the guns. Knocking the guns out of their hands. As he quickly charged forward after them and throwing a punch at one and a kick at the other, knocking both men back. "So what the occasion for the disguise? I wouldn't think that you were heading to a costume party," he said jokingly knowing she had been standing her own against these guys.

[charlie]

Boucning; quick and effective. But was it quicker then a speeding bullet, Charlie did not know. And to be honest, she wasn't really game to try. Being shot sucked, she knew from experience and this guy holding her at gun point seem to know what he was doing. Charlie took one step to the side and he shot where her foto was going to land, which actually scared the living crap out of her. She wasn't wearing a mask, but still had the shirt on. Showing that she wasn't Batgirl, she was Charlie. And Charlie knew that she was a troublemaker, some would call her a misfit. But he ask for help was answered when a blue and black figure fell from the sky. Charlie's mind was rattled. OMFG! It's Nightwing!

As he took on some of the criminals and Charlie turned as a woman hoped out of the car and charged at her. Now this screamer was high pitched, and Charlie needed to shut her up. A front kick came her way and she blocked it. A kick sent towards the girls face missed. This one was fast and she sent to kicks into Charlie's chest before she could react. Charlie was pissed and punched the girl across the face, stunning her. Then savagely she spun and kicked the woman across the face and flipped her through the air. Turning, Charlie then charged. Running towards the wall she ran across the wall and jumped off. Crash tackling one of them, they smashed to the ground and they rolled. He went to get up but Charlie kicked him back down. Turning, she was then looking to Nightwing.

"Don't worry, I'm not. I'm -", she said but thne stopped. She couldn't say Batgirl, she couldn't say Charlie. Sure Batgirl knew who she was but she didn't want it known internationally. So she said the first thing that came into her mind. "I'm Misfit". A quick recovery and as a fist flew at her she bounced behind the person and backkicked the individual, launching them towards the wall and disabling them. Fighting alongside superheroes; a perk for her 'hobby'.

"Listen dude, I'm a vigilante like you. I just do it differently", she told him at his comment and then recieved a knife to her gut. Groaning in pain, feeling a burning inside she then backhanded them hard across the face. She hated mortal wounds, they were a bitch. She then fell to the ground, hand on her wound. She could heal quickly, she just had to bounce. So bouncing three times around the alley and then appeared again, this time even more pissed.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

"Misfit? Haven't heard that before," he commented on the new heroes identity. It was really seeming to fit her when she started to attack these people in a different style. He saw from the corner of his eye as she fought. Though he was busy with a few more goons coming his way.

He wasn't sure exactly how to describe it. All he could figure was that this girl must be some type of meta-human with powers. He attention didn't stay long on Misfit, he had other work to attend to. There was another goon coming at him with a knife, trying to slash at him. Dick did a few back flips to build space. As soon as the person charged at him, he simply side stepped out of the way and held his arm out at the last second to close-line the guy.

Knocking the guy off his feet, there were two more men coming Dick's way. As the man he just knocked down started to get up and collect himself, Dick grabbed a hold of his jacket and flipped him up as he tucked, sending the guy flying into the other goons. "It takes more than a costume and an attitude to be a vigilante," Dick replied.

Dick turned in time to see Misfit fall to the ground and knew right away what must have happened. He wasn't sure just what type of powers she had to protect herself from moral injuries. He had never seen this girl work before, so did not know of how she would bounce to get rid of it.

Rushing over to her, there was another goon coming. He noticed she was trying to do something. So, the best he could do to help her was hold off the crowd to buy her some time. Dick went after the goon coming towards them, giving the goons a full forced hit with his right fist in the stomach and then pulled out one of his escrima sticks and hit the goon in the shoulder and off to the side.

[charlie]

His comment made her smile. Inconvienient for this situation, she knew that, but the name suited her. Her recklessness when jumping into situations, her 'kick butt' and questions later attitude and her genuine personality. She couldn't say that her mother didn't have to go pick her daughter up after midnight. Anyways, Misfit suited her. And now with that on the mind, she coat-hanged a charging guy and let him fall to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Though his next comment disturbed her. Sure, she wasn't exactly a vigilante yet. Batgirl had even told her that, though hopefully she would get trained and then she could laugh in Nightwing's face. Maybe not laugh, just tell him 'I told you so'.

Now her wound was fixed, and she was ready for action. And danger answered. A guy came up and she watched for an attack. A swing towards her came but she blocked it easily. A hard jab to his ribs came and she then backhanded him hard across the face. Though kicking out his foot wilst spun him horizontally in the air and she sent a punch into his centre, shooting him across the alley and into a group of people. Then witnessing them begin to rise, she charged across the ground and then jumped and ran across the wall. Leaping off, she spun and air kicked one across the face and knocked two over in the process. As more came, she backed towards Nightwing and was beside him.

When he grabbed one of his stick things, she quickly grabbed the other stick. ''Mind if I borrow this?''. Misfit did not wait for an answer as she smashed an oncomer across the face with it and rendered them on the ground. A girl came from behind but she swung and smashed her in the gut with the stick, jabbed her in the face and then spun and kicked her in the chest, rocketing her backwards.

Going towards two big guys, she kept an eye out. Dodging a punch, she had only seconds to block a hit from the other as she front kicked the first and then the second. She then spun in a crouch and swept out one of the guy's legs with the stick and then rose and bashed a guy up the face with it. Turning back around she kicked the fallen guy up the face and rendered him unconscious. Then bouncing, she bounced and kicked some guy across the face, bounced and cartwheel kicked two people across the face, bounced and bull kicked one guy in the air and bounced into the air and kicked him hard back to earth. She bounced and upper cutted some dude up the nose and bounced one final time to quickly slip the stick back into Nightwing's holder. ''Thanks''. Sure she has sticky fingers, but always gives it back.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Before he had the chance to reply, she had already grabbed the other one of his escrima sticks. "Be my guest," he commented after the fact. He didn't really care at the moment. As long as they would get out of there alive. Though with how things were going, it looked like the odds were in their favor. This mafia gang may be good, but Dick had seen better.

He charged forward toward another man, swinging his one escrima stick at them and providing a hard blow to the guy's chest as he come at him. As soon as he had hit, Dick ducked low and swung his leg out trip the man up. This gave Dick the chance to go after the other man now pulling out his gun.

Not giving him on moment to pull the trigger, he threw a wingding at the guys hands. He successfully knocked it out of his hands. And then came at him with in right fist coming at him. Switching hands with the escrima stick, Dick faked out the hit had jumped up, landing a spinning kick to the person's face.

As soon as the men were down, he realized Misfit was right behind him again and had return his other escrima stick. Before any one else was given the chance to strike again, Dick turned to her and asked,"So how did you find yourself in this mess?"

[charlie]

The zooming bullet from a gun whizzed passed her face as she dodged it as she completed a back handspring flip. Once landed she bounced to the guy with the gun, kicking the gun out of his hand and then upper cutting him up the face, launching him senseless against the wall. Turning from that attack, she did not see the schmuck with the cross bar. He planted it across Charlie's face, dazing her. She hated when she got hit with steal, fists she could deal with but steal just friggin hurt. She fell back onto the ground, holding her face but as they came at her again, she simply swept out their legs and they fell hard to the ground. Upon getting up from the blow, she stomped at him and rolled back from it. He went to rise again but she kicked him across the face, rendering him on the ground.

Dick turned to her and asked how she got into the situation. She would like to say coincidence, but trouble seems to find her all the time. She was a beacon for villains to pound on. "Long story; let's just say that you should never understimate the powers of a few guys in suits passing cocaine". she then grabbed someone and tossed them into the wall and then punched another, them falling to the ground instantly. But then he came. Some big fat sumo-wrestler guy wearing as red suit and smiling down at Charlie. He punched her in the face and she staggered backwards but charging at him. He caught her by the back of the neck and swung and tossed her towards the wall. Her nose collided with the wall, the impact forcing her to stagger backwards. But then turning she sent a hard backhanded across his face, a hit the gut and then a punch into his face. He was affected, and she then punched him once more before he punched her in the face again. And that pissed her off.

So politely she kicked him in the nuts and rendered him nearly in tears on the ground as she walked away. Their were only around five more left, and it was two against five. And Charlie almost felt sorry for them because they were going to get their ass kicked. "Let's clean out the alley shall we?".

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

"Alright, we'll leave it at that for now," Dick replied. Turning his attention back to another two goons coming at him. The first man came at him and jumped up and tried to do a spinning kick at Nightwing. Dick easily dodged it, but the man followed through with a left hook followed by a right a few times. Dick still managed to avoid the man's hits.

Looks like some these guys were actually partially classically trained to fight. But still even with their knowledge, Dick was quicker than them. As soon as he got his chance, Dick performed a jump kick form a stand still and dove down to the ground to trip up the man after he avoided his first kick. The man stumbled over backwards from the trip.

Right away the second man came forward charging at Dick. Out of the corner of his eye, he had seen Misfit get thrown into a wall and then turn around and attack the larger man right away. Dick dodged the man, knowing he was coming. And as the man went to hit him, Dick grabbed his arm and turned his attack against him. Flipping the man over his shoulder with ease, moving with the attacks.

"Lets," Dick replied as he charged forward toward the three closest thugs near him. Pulling out the escrima sticks again. It would be the fastest way to help end this little fight.

[charlie]

All of a sudden, she was tackled. She hit the brick wall, falling down and he wrist hurt. It might have been broken, but not for long though the girl that tackled her had dual katanas and wanted to party. Charlie bounced to her feet, only a slight pain in her wrist by severe hatred for this girl. As the blades swished passed her, Charlie just took a step back but was against the wall. The blades flipped at her again, and she dodged one but the other got her on the arm. She hissed in pain, but this armed girl was good. Charlie swung a punch at the girl who caught her arm, locking it in hers and then sending two sidekicks into Charlie's face. Charlie hit the wall again, but then back kicked and got her in the stomach, then sent a jab to her face and then swung a kick and kicked the two katanas out of her hands. What did she have now? A bleeding nose and a date with the wall as Charlie grabbed her and swung her as she face planted into the wall.

Charlie bounced twice to shake of the wounds but then witnessed a guy sitting in the car with a cigarette. The big boss? A certain way to get these guys to back off but Charlie felt bad about the plan she was brewing. Was it a bit too much? As a henchmen came at her, she punched him in the face and swept out of his leg, forcing him to fall. He direct the gun up at her but she performed a backflip, kicking the gun out of his hand. Landing, she caught it and ended his consciencness by sending a hard kick across his face. Looking up, she caught the gun. Now it was time. In a single bounce she was by the car window, holdign the gun at the man at the car. A thick cloud of cigar smoke him her and made her a bit worried. Still, she had to do what she had to do.

"Hey! Stop fighting and go back to where youse came from before I blow your bosses head off!". It seemed to get their attention as guns dropped to the ground and they looked at Charlie. The power, she didn't like it. But they walked towards the limo and began to load in. When one of them tried to play hero, they went to kick the gun out of her hand but she bounced at the last second, smacking the gun across hsi face and holding it back at the boss. "Don't do that". As soon as the last got in they went to drive off but she heard the sirens. With surprising aim, she got at the car tire forcing the car to skid to a halt as the police came in. She smiled. She didn't like playing rough, but she never knew she was that good at it. Tossing the gun to the ground, she turned to Nightwing.

"So....Coffee?".

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Dick went after the people before them. Even though they took some hard hits, these guys just seemed to keep coming. Nightwing charged forward at new group that assembled again to attack. He charged head in, dodging and diving to avoid them. As he got a chance, he came at them full force with the escrima sticks.

Effortlessly, Nightwing attack and dodged in one fast motion. It all came naturally to avoid these attacker. It was a natural reflex at this point when fighting. Dick didn't have time to keep an idea on Misfit at the moment as he continued to fight off the smaller group that kept coming at him.

With dodging the attacks he hadn't notice the one man pulling out a gun, until he looked over to see Misfit going after the man. Dick took a kick to his back with his attention being taken off the fight. He got knocked into the wall and quickly turned around and lunged forward at the guy who had hit him. He threw a few lefts and rights as the man blocked him. And then hit the man in the gut with the left escrima stick and flipped the man over and out of his way.

He noticed the gang seemed to stop fighting back at the moment. Then he heard Misfit's voice call out near the end of the alley way. There she stood with a gun in her and ordering the gang to stand down. She was threatening their bosses life.

There wasn't much Nightwing could do at the moment, even if he tried to get along side her, he couldn't risk causing any problems at the moment. Misfit was in control of the situation. It was best to let it go for the moment. All the gang started to pile into the limo after one man tried to be a hero for the group. There were so many of them, it was like watching clowns pile into a small car. It didn't matter.

He could hear the police coming as the driver tried to get away, only to have Misfit shot out one of the tires. Leaving them stuck for the police to find. Dick kept his thoughts to himself at the moment. He had a feeling that Misfit had been bluffing about pulling the trigger. Or was she? He was starting to wonder what she would have done if things had gone down differently.

No matter, what was done was done. And they got out of it leaving the police with the gang. Dick looked at Misfit as she turned and asked 'coffee' to him. He raised and eyebrow behind his eye mask. "I don't think going for coffee is going to answer the questions that still need to be asked," Dick replied.

The kid had skill. And she had powers which gave her that advantage to the vigilante life. But taking on a group like that was not exactly the best idea. Dick walked over toward Misfit. "I would ask who you are, but I know the deal with identity deal," he said. "Though does Batgirl know your going around dressed like her?" He decided to play it off on a better note and not take the what do you think you were going road. He had been down that road too many times. What was done was done.

[charlie]

Questions; the one thing that Charlie was very popular for lately. Nightwing kind of deserved them since he helped her. But she knew that this would definitely not be like her soap opera moment with Batgirl. Still, she might as well give him the deal. Even though she was dying for a decafe latte with extra sprinkles. So shrugging at the questions, she wasn't about to disagree. So putting on a not so fake smile, she decided it was best to let things slide. "Ever heard of multitasking. But I know, we have to do the interrogation thing. I'm fine with it". But was she? Or did she need to maybe get to know him a bit before telling him anything. She was a bit resistant, but why not just be cooperative.

He walked towards her doing the sly vigilante acts. She smiled at it. He was quirky, the kind of vigilante that takes this all way too seriously. But she couldn't complain, if he didn't she could be on a plate with rice and a side of mongolian beef. So she nodded at him, even though she barely had an identity. She didn't wear a mask, she was only with her t-shirt and tights with the black skirt and converse shoes. It would be hard to see that she was Batgirl like that, but the symbol says it all. The familiar symbol for hope in Gotham City. But he still asked, and she let out a sigh as she paced in front of him. "Don't worry turbo. I have already met Batgirl, she couldn't have been better towards me. But she knows, even though I agreed not to wear the suit anymore. But its wash day".

That was all true, and even the wash day.Just because she was poor and homeless doesn't mean she couldn't bounce into the laundro-mat. "I hope I can say you will be cool with me as well?". She actually did, especially if he was a partner of Batgirl. Any friend of Batgirl was a friend of Charlie, unless they turned on her. So a smile on her dial she stopped in front of him to hear her answer and hoped it was the right one.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

He listened to Misfit go on. Watching her pace in front of him. And by what she said, so Batgirl knew of this new little crime fighter on the street. He wondered if Babs had been meaning to tell him on this new kid on the street or find out for himself. No matter. He wondered how Babs felt about this situation though. She must had run into about the same thing.

"So, Batgirl knows all about this," Dick replied looking down at the girl before him. He wondered just what he was to do. The girl was had no way of hiding her identity and with the crook on the street knowing her face, that could cause some trouble.

"Well I can't really say that's all my choice what you decide to do," Dick commented in response to her question. He wasn't all that wild about the idea of an untrained girl running around doing vigilante work. She may have powers and natural talent, but it takes skill and training to be able to work on these hard streets.

(ooc: sorry it's so short)

[charlie]

It didn't take a rocket scientist to see how weird Nightwing was feeling about this. It didn't offend Charlie, it was understandable. These weren't just the streets of Gotham but the streets of numerous vigilante's who patrol the streets to ensure a safe environment for everyone within the confines of the city. She couldn't just shrug off the idea that some questions should be in order to make sure a heroes streets will stay safe. But he was dwindling on trust a bit around her, and she smiled at it.

"Yes, she knows. She knows basically everything about me. My real identity, my early life. I don't want to get her in trouble, but Batgirl is kind of a friend to me you know. Even though she made me promise to ditch the costume, even though I don't really want to wear it. I don't need it any more. I wore it because she was my hero, but now she is a friend. So I don't need to flaunt it". She liked the idea in her head, that she was actually associates with her life-long hero. But then as her answered her other question, she decided that maybe all Bats are understanding. Even though she didn't really think that about Batman; to dark and brooding.

"Well thankyou. I know, I am only early teens and I basically have no home but .... I can do this. See, I kicked ass tonight and shot a car with a gun. I have never done that but I handled the situation - um, reasonably". She wasn't overselling herself or underselling, but she wanted to prove to the heroes in the city that yes she is untrained, yes most of the time she has no idea what the hell she was doing. But some are not as fortunate to be trained by a hero like Nightwing or Batgirl. Some like Charlie, had to teach themselves. She just wished that they could respect that.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

"Funny she never mentioned it," he said under his breath. Just surprised Babs hadn't said anything about this new meta human on the streets as a hero. He shrugged it off. It was no big deal. It's not like she had to tell him everything that went on when she patrolled.

"When handling a situation, its better to know that you can get the fifty fifty chance to be in your favor, not just hope it goes in your favor," Dick started to say. Dick stopped himself, who was he? Batman? "Forget it. What's done is done. I'm not going to lecture you on your fighting. It's your choice. I'd just advice to you to watch your back."

Dick cracked a bit of a smile over the situation. Boy, how many times had he seen situations like this. "You really think Batgirl would get in trouble over this," he asked jokingly. "It's not like I'm her boss." It's not like they worked for any body.

When he heard the fact that she was homeless, Dick didn't really like the sound of that. She wore no mask to hide her identity and she was a walking target on the streets if she had no place to go. Dick had been lucky to end up where he had. He was grateful for that, even if things were a bit strained lately.

[charlie]

The infamous Nightwing. Charlie wasn't acting geeky but inside she was a bit excited. The protege of Batman, the blue and black suit strikes fear in the hearts of all criminals in Gotham. And she was now realizing that even though a hero, they are still cool. Because Batgirl was a sweet person to her and he was being pretty cool. Even giving her advice, but she didn't know to be honoured or offended by it. The whole; bounce in, kick butt and ask questions later was working for her 90% of the time, but maybe that rule would help but she has the advantage of being meta. So nodding to it, she let it slide. For now.

"Well thankyou. And advice is always appreciated, at least that is what I was told". She giggled at it and then shuffled her feet a bit on the spot. She was in pain, and she needed somewhere to rest. She was thinking outside the chemist, their is a bunch of guys that have a fire every night. She guessed she could get warm while she tried to sleep, but then again maybe she should just stick to rooftop. No one can touch her up their.

"Well I don't know, being close to another person in the hero world usually is seen to never work out great. I didn't want her to get in trouble for being their for me, that's all". She said with a smile and then decided it was time to look for a place to rest her head for the night.

"Well I don't know about you but I am tired. So I am going to go home, wherever the hell that is". She said with a smile but was sad about it. She didn't like living on the streets, feeling worthless and helpless. But what else can she do. She was fourteen, she could get no job and her only family is dead. She just had to face it that life was unfair and that she had to do what she had to do in this wacky world. So giving him a wave, she sighed as she began to walk down the alley and away. Turning, she called to him. "Nice to meet you Nightwing. Tell Bats I said hi"! She walked with a smile.