[Bakiri Retsu]

"Hey, get back here!"

Just one day where nothing went wrong. Just one. Was that so much to ask? Apparently it was. Retsu wasn't even doing anything wrong this time. She was just out for a walk, hood up and sunglasses in place of an eyepatch along with some fancy earrings she'd normally never wear all combining to make up a makeshift disguise while she went out to grab some dinner. But no, on the way there some pickpocket just had to snatch her phone. Whatever the reason she was in no mood to let that fly.

Chasing the thief through the streets her anger got the better of her and she failed to notice they'd veered out of the busier area and into one that while still near it had far more empty streets. Case in point, the side street she'd just chased the terrified man into.

"S-she's here! Help!"

That sentence was the one that tipped her off that maybe there was a bit more to this than a stolen phone and that perhaps it wasn't so much the resale value they cared about but the fact that it was her way to call in help through ENKI. What really removed all doubt however was three people popping out of the shadow from where they'd been hiding a floor up on the emergency exit stairs and opening fire on her while a fourth pulled up the ladder even as the guy who'd stolen her phone was still climbing it. She just narrowly managed to throw herself to the ground behind a dumpster before she heard the sound of metal on metal as bullets impacted it. 

"Fook. How the hells am ah gonna get outa dis one?"

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[May Twenty-First]

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Push yourself harder than you ever have. That was her motto this last week. After getting thrown into two completely unrelated villainous plots and large scale battles, May had come face to face with her own limits. This combined with trailing so far behind her fellow classmates had not done much good for her headspace and after a stern talking to from the school staff, her uncle and the police. One thing had become clear.

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So what did she consider to be pushing herself? Currently, she was running through one the less busy area’s of the city. Specially designed weights clipped around her ankles and wrists. A temporary bow was slung over her shoulder, a placeholder until she managed to speak with her ASTA rep about getting ahold of something a bit more durable. Her breath came in soft pants as she jogged along. Her left hand, no longer in it’s rigid cast but in a wrist brace was held a bit more still than the rest of her. The doctors were not impressed by her immediate rush back into things.

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She jogged along, a pair of wireless headphones tugged down over her ears. They weren’t completely noise-cancelling so that she could keep aware of her surroundings.

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Her playlist on random and currently playing a rather grooving song.

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But such distraction couldn’t last forever. It was as she approached the end of an alleyway that the sound of bullets slamming into metal and cement could be heard. One even whizzing out into the roadway in front of her. May came to a stop, reaching up to tug off her headphones, listening for a second to make sure she heard what she thought she did. Definitely gunfire.

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Without any sort of hesitation she moved to the edge of the alleyway, staying out of sigh and barely peeking around the corner. Three individuals up on the fire escapes with a purple haired woman being pinned down by their fire. She took a minute to study their positions and gently tugged the bow off her shoulder.

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‘…Keep using it in public like that. And your path as a hero may come to a halt before it ever begins.’

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The words rang in the back of her head. Scolding from her uncle, who was also staff at UAU. But what was she supposed to do in this situation? Turn and walk away? Hope a pro shows up?

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No. She had to act.

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She grasped her bow gently in her right hand and drew in a slow breath to clear her head. Here she goes again. Without any further hesitation she took one final peek into the alley and then stepped into the open just enough to take a bead on the highest of the three men. She drew back her bow, already feeling the strain on her braced wrist as she pushed a minute into her arrow.

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“Greetings everyone! This is your captain speaking. AND THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SHOUTING!” She yelled as a distraction before loosing the arrow towards the highest person firing down on the purple haired woman. As soon as she did she ran to duck in beside Retsu.

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“You alright? Any extra holes I should be aware of?” She asked quickly, keeping her head low. It likely wouldn’t be long before they were under a hailstorm of gunfire yet again.

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[Bakiri Retsu]

As the woman crouched down next to her Retsu briefly looked over her sunglasses to stare her in the eyes.

"Ah ain't gonna lie, that's the weirdest pick-up line ah've evar heard." She snorted. "Jokes aside, nah, ah'm still good fer now. Well, either that or de adrenaline's makin' me not feel it. Any darker spots on mah back?"

Briefly peeking her head over the dumpster before immediately dropping back down as a hail of gunfire rang out she side-eyed May.

"So, naht ta be ungrateful 'nd all but is there any reason ya decided to get pinned down 'ere too?" Then as if completely unconcerned by the imminent death firing their way she extended her hand. "Retsu, by the way. Ah'd say noice to meet'cha but circumstances are lacking, ain't dey?"

Patting her pockets with her other hand the results came out a little too empty for her liking. At this point she was resolving herself to just bring her explosives with her no matter the occasion. Getting caught by police couldn't be worse than getting caught up in this with no decent ranged option. Except...

"How good's y'r aim? Don' reckon dey'll let us go peacefully so we're prolly gonna need ta knock some sense inta em if we wanna get going. Think ya ken hit the thing holding the ladder up dere?" She asked while pointing vaguely in the direction of the ladder, albeit from behind the dumpster and without sticking her arm out beyond its cover. "Cause if so ah ken get ya a distraction. On y'r mark."

Should May agree Retsu would slam her hand down atop the dumpster and angle her arm as if she's about to leap over it before rushing out sideways instead, her full focus on sprinting towards an overturned fridge laying further down the side street and much closer to the ladder. 

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“Well, if we don’t put these goons down, it may be the last one thou ever gets to hear.” May said flatly. She kept her head down low as she looked at the woman’s back. Noting the lack of dark spots or wounds that were currently visible, “Nothing. That’s good.” She shuffled slightly, a bullet buzzing right by the side of her head making her duck down a little bit more.

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May let a smile slip onto her lips, “Act first, question your decisions later. Kind of the motto I live by…” She shrugged helplessly. It was her worst trait, overthinking everything. It held her back in her coursework, in her hero work and even in day to day life. So she’d been trying to take her Uncle’s and was attempting to think less and do more. Trust her gut and in her abilities.

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“Artemis. And worry not, I’ll make sure you get out of this in one piece. Promise.”

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She listened to the clinking of bullets against their meager cover, while considering Retsu’s question. How good was her aim? She felt a painful thump in the back of one shoulder and drew in a slow breath. She nodded her agreement and shuffled back a little from their cover and held her bow in one hand, two gloved fingers tugging gently on the string.

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“And go!”

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The second she spoke the words she too stood up, drawing the bow taut and taking a split second to find the clip that help the ladder in place. A minute strong arrow pounded into the clip on the first try, dropping it down to the alley floor with an audible clang. She watched as one of the men raced to pull it back up but May didn’t have time to distract him. Instead she focused on quick distracting arrows.

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One, two, three, four. She fired off arrows in rapid succession. These weren’t strong arrows. Ten seconds a piece which was about the equivalent of getting hit with a normal arrow. But they were quick and served their purpose to return fire upon the attackers. Arrows were aimed for weapons, knee’s and limbs. Subdue rather than kill. May moved three steps with each shot, making sure to keep on the move so if they fired back she wouldn’t get buried under gunfire.

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[Bakiri Retsu]

Movies tended to make things seem much more cinematic than they were in reality. It seems obvious when explained that way but even so people still hold a great many misconceptions on how real gunfights take place. On the big screen they always show heroes rushing through a hail of gunfire, bullets whizzing all around and flying so close they brush the characters' hair. A few smart movements meant the difference between life and death, a dodged bullet or an abrupt end to the story. It never happens that way outside of the screen.

When Retsu rushed for the fridge she certainly heard the sharp cracks of gunfire all around but to see bullets whizzing past? Nah, those were a bit too fast for human eyesight to pick up on, let alone for reactions to allow them to dodge. Perhaps some specialized quirkers could do so, a thought that felt sour in Retsu's mouth, but she sure wasn't one of them. Nor was it likely one bullet would take her down unless it hit something really vital. Most often adrenaline hid such injuries and it'd take minutes to bleed out. In fact, going down instantly when hit with a bullet was most often a psychological thing. A great many first encounters between armies using guns and ones still employing melee weapons saw the latter keep going for quite a while before they went down, oddly enough too unaware of how damaging a bullet could be to have the good courtesy to go down.

All that and more raced through Retsu's mind as she in turn raced through the street, the thought echoing with every step she took that she might already be dead and just hadn't realized it yet. She shelved the thought. That was a loser's mentality and wouldn't do her any good. If she was wrong it just dragged her down and if she was right the realization wouldn't matter. Instead she hit the ground and slid the last bit of distance to the fridge, rolling to slam her side up against it just as she heard the ladder hit the ground. 

Which unfortunately meant she couldn't enjoy a nap. No, she had to get back up and at them. Fortunately as she raced for the ladder she noticed her newfound ally was quite the crack shot and really, there wasn't much left for her to do. She supposed it made sense. The woman had introduced herself as Artemis which meant one of two things. Either she was one of them hero types or Pantheon had gotten itself a Greek branch while she wasn't looking. Given the lack of lethality in her shots she'd put her money on the former, which also meant Retsu herself had to skedaddle the moment this situation wasn't so hot anymore. She'd gained quite some notoriety during Operation Babel and highly doubted her disguise would stand up to much scrutiny once they were somewhere with better lighting.

Her movements up the ladder were more akin to flying than climbing, each pull of her arms or kick of her legs containing her full force and carrying her up at a speed she wouldn't have been able to manage without adrenaline coursing through her veins. A clatter atop the metal platform she was climbing towards informed her that Artemis had successfully knocked a gun out of the nearest goon's hands and not a moment too soon as she just reached the top. Instead the man resorted to kicking and nearly dislodged her when his foot came down on her shoulder. Two could play at that game however and letting go of the ladder with one hand she made use of his unbalanced state to pull him down and send him the full two and a half meters to the ground. 

He'd be fine.

Besides, she had more pressing concerns to worry about. Namely getting her phone back and booking it. 

"Artemis! Check on the dude that dropped, ah didn' 'ave time to soften 'is fall!" 

Not that she would have if she could, honestly, but given that the fight was moving into melee range and the guy firing from the staircase on the opposite side of the street had lost his weapon as well and was fleeing the scene Retsu would rather not catch a stray arrow to the back. Turning to the guy closest to her as she dragged herself up -the same one that had stolen her phone- she grinned menacingly.

"Yo, you've got something that's mine, dontcha?"

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~Good job May. You’re going to get in trouble again…~

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She fired off her volley of arrows. Despite the rapid rate, she managed to pin down most of her targets. She had good aim to begin with, but her quirk only made it better. Almost supernatural at times like that one dude from those superhero movies. Of course, she was standing in the open and when the hail of gunfire returned, she leapt into a sidelong roll, coming up behind the end of the alleyways walls. She tucked her back against the smooth stone.

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Retsu had made it to the ladder and she felt like she’d provided a good amount of distraction. But they weren’t out of the woods yet. She waited for a small pause in gunfire and moved right back out into the open, taking a bead on the furthest man from Retsu. Although the woman seemed to have a handle on things as she sent a man tumbling down to the ground below. May winced slightly at the impact. That had to of hurt.

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‘Check on the dude that dropped.’

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May tugged back a two minute arrow and launched it at the foot of the man Retsu was making her way towards and then raced forwards towards the man on the ground. They were criminals, but she didn’t want them dead, just out of the game enough to be arrested at some point.

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She slid to a stop beside the man on the ground, reaching out to check his pulse.

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Of course, he wasn’t unconscious. Just waiting. He moved hastily, his boot connecting with May’s nose with a sickening crunch and sending her sprawling backwards. May saw stars as she stumbled to her feet and nearly toppled over backwards as the man climbed to his feet with a grin, tugging a gun from the back of his waistband and holding up under May’s chin.

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“Lights out hero.”

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He pulled the trigger. A click resounded in May’s ears and she expected the worst. But then nothing happened.

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“The fuck?” The man noted the cylindrical hole through the barrel of his weapon, sparking with strange energy.

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“That’s a shame, looked like a decent GUN!” May’s foot connected with the man’s crotch at her last word just as she hooked her bow over the back of his neck and used the rebound of the string to pull back and spring his face into her fist and sending him sprawling to the ground with a resounding thud.

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May didn’t waste a moment, instantly bringing her bow to bear and notching a fresh arrow. She felt the nausea creeping in as she looked upwards, ready to fire at anything other than Retsu that moved.

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“You ok up there?” She called, spitting blood leaking from her nose onto the sidewalk.

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[Bakiri Retsu]

"H-help!" The man closest to Retsu shouted to his friend while backing away from the villain. His only reply was a pained shout followed by a thud as the man was hit by May's arrow and dropped clutching his ankle.

"Look, either ah get mah phone back or y'r droppin' as well. Make the call an' make it quick."

Before Retsu could say another word the man started fumbling for something under his coat and after she knocked the pistol he grabbed out of his hands without breaking eye contact the next thing he handed over was, in fact, her phone. 

"There, that wasn't that 'ard now was it?" She said before pulling her fist back and clocking him in the face. "That's fer the effort. 'Ave a good day."

With that she stepped past him to the other one, kicking his gun down to the ground as well before moving towards the emergency exit the two had propped open with a brick. Walking through she kicked the brick out of the opening and slammed the door shut behind her leaving the goons trapped in the side street with the hero.

By the time May looked up and called out to her Retsu was gone like the wind and much like a mercurial storm, naught but the effects of the her passing were left behind.

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May Twenty-First//Artemis

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"You ok up there?”

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She’d called out, but her voice fell upon ears that were no longer present. Up above all she saw were the unconscious forms of the attackers and empty platforms. The girl she’d rushed in to rescue, was gone. May blinked a few times, as if what she was seeing didn’t make sense, where had she gone? None of the men seemed to have quirks that would erase her from existence…

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May’s shoulders slumped a little bit. She wanted to at least make sure the girl was ok. But it would seem she had better places to be rather than remaining after being helped out. Now, May didn’t expect a thanks. She never did. Heroes didn’t require a thank you. But being able to make sure she’d done the right thing went a long way.

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Reaching up, she’d wipe off her nose with the sleeve of her shirt. A white shirt, which was now ruined with bloodstains. She felt the keen pain in her shoulder too. Either she’d taken a stray bullet or strained her shoulder very painfully. She leaned against the wall of the alley, feeling the faint sprinkles of rain starting to come down. Because of course it had to rain now.

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She hooked her bow over her shoulder and pulled out her cellphone, punching in not the polices number, but her Uncles. He’d be able to sort things out so she didn’t get in trouble, even if he would likely give her a lecture later about it all. And then she waited. She really had to stop getting injured. Maybe she should commission a lightly armored outfit from ASTA or something.

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She looked up towards the platforms one last time, “Hope you’re ok Retsu.” She said softly. Then she closed her eyes and waited. Heroing for today was done.

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KAY

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[Matsu]

☆ MISSION COMPLETE ☆

5.000 EXP!

Retsu 500//5550
May 15000//20000

tag: Bakiri Retsu May Twenty-First