[Arsenal]

''Do we really have to work with her again?'' She frowned, sipping on her boba tea. The recent skirmish with Wildfire had been her first introduction not only to the titular group right before their demise, but also to Bakuretsu. ''She's a liability if you ask me. She doesn't care about who she has to hurt to reach her goals.'' She held her thumb down. ''Not to mention she's friends with that immortal one. I told you she gave me the creeps! Don't you agree? No wonder I couldn't kill her when that bomb did nothing to her.'' She grumbled, chewing on her straw, still hung up on the fact that she had failed a mission because of Rui's quirk.

''The Spiders, huh.'' She looked over their orders one more time on her phone. ''If you ask me it's a pretty cringe name, like why name yourself after an animal? Even Wildfire is better than that.'' She put her phone away and gave Olivia's shoulder a playful bump with her own. ''Did you know they tried to recruit me once? It was pretty recent. I said no of course. ~'' Declining an invitation to the Spiders meant accepting death, but less than a minute later she had already killed whatever member or messenger had been sent to recruit her. That was why she had a good feeling about this job. Not only because she was working with Olivia, but because she knew these villains were nothing to write home about. ''Do you see them yet? According to the intel they should be showing up on this street soon.''

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[Olivia Liang]

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[attr="class","pinscroll"]From her perch Olivia was observing the streets waiting for the people they were brought on to kill come by. While it wasn't the time yet she still wanted to be prepared in case the intel was wrong that they were given. [break][break]

"Not much different than me. When have I ever been concerned about who I hurt for my goals?" It was harsh, but true. The only difference between Amber's relationship with her and the one she could've had with Retsu was that they teamed up first. She was certain that if the shoe was on the other foot, Amber would say the same thing about her to Retsu.[break][break]

"You're the ultimate human weapon. Everyone is going to try to recruit you; you're gonna wanna finish your drink before they show up, dude." She kept scanning the street repeatedly until she finally laid eyes on a few individuals moving in an unusual pattern. "Spiders, Wildfire, Legion, Pantheon, it doesn't really matter." She'd load her handgun as they got closer. "All of them want the same thing - power." Not her, and this was part of why she and Arsenal became a team. They had priorities that weren't egotistical, unlike Retsu or even the little mummy. No delusions of grandeur here.

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Arsenal gave her ally possibly the biggest side eye she had ever given her, slurping on her drink before she stopped, opening her mouth to let out a small scoff. ''That's not-'' She pointed a finger at Olivia. ''You two are nothing alike! It's like...'' The gears turned in her brain, but eventually she got to the point she wanted to say out loud. ''It's like, we go on jobs together but you let me have this boba tea, right?'' She pointed at her boba tea as if she was cooking up the most logical argument ever. ''Bakuretsu would not let me have boba tea.'' She nodded firmly. ''You two are like night and day. Waterfall and forest fire.'' She put her empty drink aside as she smiled to herself. ''Like a shot to the head and drowning in a pit of tar.''

''Finished, all finished!'' She held her hands up as if to underline the fact that she was no longer drinking. When Olivia called her the ultimate human weapon she smiled. ''You mean it? I'm gonna want that in writing.'' Written and signed, no take backsies! She was a goofball right up until the group of individuals showed up, then it was as if a switch flipped and she was a different person. No more playing around, they were killing on company time. It was impressive that Olivia had made that correlation between all these different factions, or at least she thought so. She didn't actually have the brain power to process the comment in the moment, but she was no doubt going to think about it later and try to bring it up in conversation to praise her partner in crime. ''Not me.'' She said, her gaze focused on the group below as she wondered what weapon she should turn into to kill today. Her goals were nothing as profound or deep as power, change or revenge.

''I just want an A in social studies.''

She didn't recognize any of The Spiders present. Not that they were particularly infamous or anything. They were a villain group that tended to feud more with vigilantes, but they weren't quite big time enough to be as feared as the really scary groups. ''Can you throw me at them? If you aim for the guy on the right, I'll attack on the left.'' She looked back at Olivia. It was a stupid simple strategy, but the odds were in their favor. Olivia was armed and although it was regretfully with her own gun, it did free Arsenal up to attack on her own too. With a handgun on Yingshe and Arsenal coming in from the skies, if they played their cards right they might be able to take a couple of them out before they even had a chance to use their quirks. ''Which one is your throwing arm?'' She jumped up and mid jump she turned into a kunai, the sharp side facing away from Olivia so that she would be easier to catch. ''Throw me as hard as you can.''

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[Olivia Liang]

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[attr="class","pinscroll"]"As overactive of an imagination as always, dude" Amber certainly had a childlike view of the world even outside of what would be expected of someone her age. Olivia would know this better than anyone being the same age but having a much different view of the world. "Who cares what Bakuretsu would do, she's not here is she? Besides, unlike me, she's gonna get herself killed. I'd even make the bet that if she lives to next year I'll pay for all your schoolbooks for the following year." An enticing offer to Amber for sure one that should wouldn't refuse and would lose. Call it intuition.[break][break]

"Sure whatever dude. After the job is done go get me a pen." She was mostly being sarcastic, but on the off chance that Amber was actually serious, if this would placate her, then she would actually sign it.[break][break]

"Whatever the motivation, A, B, whatever. The important thing is here and now. Five of them, we'll need one for questioning, so execute two of your pick." She would hold out her right hand. "Ambidextrous, but less of a chance of a miss from this angle if I use my right hand." She readied her pistol with a silencer and threw her Arsenal as hard as she could as the men towards the front while taking three shots total at the three in the back, two aimed for the head and one for the leg.

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''Really?! You'd do that for me?'' She beamed. Even though it was just a silly bet, the fact that Olivia had even brought up paying for her books as a possibility mean that she was Olivia's favorite weapon for sure!! She had to be, right? Sure she was no EMP, but she could turn into a flail, sword or crossbow on command! ''Then, I'll shut up about Bakuretsu until the day she dies.''

''Careful senpai, I'll take you up on that. I always carry a pen.'' She had never once carried a pen and she hadn't started today.

''Keep one alive, kill the rest? You got it.'' She stuck a shotgun shell in her mouth like she was about to smoke a cigar, before turning into the kunai so Olivia could throw her. ''Ambidextrous, huh?'' She smiled, although it wasn't visible while she was a kunai. ''I like that, I wish I was too. I'm just Amberdextrous.'' An awful joke to make before they were about to kill people, but if it pissed off Olivia even just a little bit she might fight a little more fiercely too.

As she flew through the air she counted to herself while eyeing her victims. ''And a one, and a two, and a one, two, three...'' Suddenly, she turned from a kunai and into a sledgehammer, dropping rapidly and without warning.

With a sickening crack she slammed down on top of one of the guys, slamming into his head and taking him down instantly as she collided with the pavement. ''What the hell?!'' The guy next to him panicked. That was her target. ''He's already dead.'' She turned into herself and slowly rose up from the ground, her right arm morphing into a shotgun as she stood up straight. ''Save your concerns for the living.'' She opened her shotgun arm and was about to load it with the shell in her mouth when her target sent her flying backwards with some kind of invisible blast. Skidding along the pavement she groaned as she came to a halt, having dropped her shell when he sent her flying. ''Some kind of force field?'' She turned her hand into a slingshot and picked up a nearby pebble. Sure enough, the guy was protected by something she couldn't see.

Just as the Spiders in the back reacted to her first takedown, one of them who was aiming a gun at her immediately took two bullets to the head and went down. The other one was shot in the leg, crying out in pain as he looked for cover, but not before pointing some kind of electrical cannon arm gear towards Olivia on her perch and firing a disintegrating ball of electricity her way.

''I can handle this one!'' The forcefield guy insisted while keeping his eyes on Arsenal. ''Get that sniper, now!'' The last Spider, a woman with some kind of armored armadillo quirk and a giant spiked mace made a sprint for Olivia, activating her jumping boots to leap to great heights and try to close the distance between them immediately, should the electric ball miss its target.

''If not shotgun, then what?'' She pouted to herself as she thought about her next course of action, not even worried for a second at the fact that Olivia was outnumbered.

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[Olivia Liang]

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[attr="class","pintag"]#Arsenal,

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[attr="class","pinscroll"]Olivia sighed as watched Amber in action. She was effective but chatty as always, which, in her eyes, wasn’t necessary for people like this. They didn’t matter so why bother chatting with them? Still, she wouldn’t harp on her too badly since she always got the job done.[break][break]

Taking more shots at the crowd, she wasn’t doing so to execute them but rather to split their focus. She would leap off the perch, activating her shoes to stick to the building to avoid the electrical cannon, and then put away her gun. The forcefield looked like a problem, but luckily, Bakuretsu, the boba-less criminal, had given her a solution. She would arm her EMP and then call out to Amber, “That’s the guy. Rocket this one.” By rocket, she, of course, meant to blow her into pieces.[break][break]

Olivia would toss the EMP at the forcefield guy, watching it detonate, which disabled whatever he was using to generate the forcefield. She followed up by leaping from the side of the building and swinging her blade at the spider who had gotten shot in the leg, cleaving him in two. Then, she fired off a few poison needles at the forcefield guy to disable him but not kill him.[break][break]

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[Arsenal]

She calmly eyed the Spiders, not scared in the slightest that her attack had failed because she knew she had her reliable partner in crime backing her up. ''That's a useful power, it's almost enough to make me jealous.'' She said casually while she walked over to pick the shotgun shell back up. She pointed over at the forcefield guy before loading her shotgun arm with the shell. ''You're in trouble, are you sure you should be keeping an eye on me?'' She asked it just in time for him to turn and see Olivia a split second before he was poisoned, causing him to collapse.

''You're so impressive, senpai! You went this way and that way- so fast!! Have you been training lately?'' She gushed, snapping out of it when the armored armadillo quirk user came sprinting back for them. Getting in-between the villain and Olivia, Arsenal decided that she was going to dispose of this one. Her enemy was armored, but there was crucial weak spots in her defenses, like someone wearing a knight's plate armor. Dashing up to meet her halfway, Arsenal dodged a mace swing before sticking her shotgun arm into a gap in the armor and releasing the trigger, blasting them so hard that she recoiled and sent the villain falling onto their back, bleeding out on the pavement. ''That's a cute mace.'' She squatted down and gave the mace a pat. Maybe she would try to turn into it one of these days.

The forcefield guy looked up at Olivia, his eyes wide. ''Wh-What do you want from me?! Is it money? I'll pay!'' He pleaded, unable to get back up standing as Arsenal had taken a seat on his back. ''Beat them in a fight and all of a sudden they want to listen to your demands.'' She shrugged up at Olivia. ''You never said anything! You ambushed us!'' He grimaced, clearly fighting the poison that was coursing through his body. Arsenal simply answered by sticking her tongue out at him.

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[Olivia Liang]

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[attr="class","pintag"]#Arsenal,

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[attr="class","pinscroll"]Even if Amber was the person Olivia could trust the most she still had to look out for herself. With the forcefield gone and the man paralyzed, she turned around with her handgun pointed at the armadillo quirker. If there was one thing she was confident about, it was that Amber could move quickly when she really wanted to. A quick shotgun blast to the exposed part sent both them and her flying backward, to which Olivia responded by sticking out a leg to catch her from falling hard onto the pavement before letting her down gently. If she got hurt, it meant that Olivia wouldn't have sufficient backup, and she couldn't have that. [break][break]

"No money." Olivia would take out her sword and positioned it so the blade was inches away from his eyes "Intel. You and your 'Spiders' have a shipment coming in of some valuable goods. Where and when." This part was just for her as she planned to rob them blind. "Oh, and your gang stole a shipment of explosives from a warehouse. Where are they?" She would move the blade and inch closer. "Arsenal. Scythe. Oh, and dude, you don't need to sit on him. Poison isn't going to wear off anytime soon, but you do you." She would direct her to place the blade around the man's neck, and she could decapitate him whenever she needed him to. [break][break]

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[Arsenal]

''Woah!'' She didn't expect the shotgun recoil to knock her off her feet, but thankfully Olivia was a quick thinker and caught her, and she always was the thinker of their dynamic duo! ''Thanks.'' She let out a little sigh as she turned her arm back to normal. No need to have her quirk active for longer than she needed to, not when she didn't know if more enemies were waiting in the wings.

When Olivia said she didn't want his money the soul practically left his body as his face grew paler, followed by a panicked yelp as she stuck the blade inches in front of his eyes. ''O-Okay so, like, I'm not actually high up in the chain of command and all that- they don't just tell us these things.'' He was talking faster now, his eyes wide with fear. ''E-Explosives? Listen I'm just...'' He whimpered, practically begging for anything to happen that could get him out of this situation. ''Oh, okay!'' Arsenal stood up from him and sure enough, he was staying down. ''Scythe, scythe! ~'' She hummed, turning one of her legs into a scythe and placing it so she could cut him if he tried anything, just as Olivia instructed. ''Okay, okay!!'' He finally gave in. ''The shipment of goods is at a wharf near Tokyo Bay. It's number 43, the red warehouse!'' He looked at the both of them expectantly, hoping it would suffice, but Arsenal was pretty bigly smart and realized he hadn't said anything about the explosives, so she 'pretended' that she was losing her balance to bring the scythe blade up to his neck, letting him feel the cold steel without being cut.

''Akihabara! The explosives are stashed in Akihabara, okay! Can I go now? Please? I-I'm a new hire! The Spiders fell on hard times, you understand right? It's a struggle being a villain! You get the grind I know you do!'' He appealed to Olivia, hoping she would show him even a shred of mercy.

In the distance, police sirens began approaching their location. ''Hmm. I don't believe you.'' She smiled down at the guy, just to mess with him.

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[Olivia Liang]

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[attr="class","pinscroll"]The sound of the sirens in the distance meant that their time was running short. The gunshots in this area weren't an uncommon occurrence and the police were usually not too far away. All that meant was that Olivia wasn't messing around as she didn't want to get involved with authorities if she had to. Both her and Amber weren't exactly undercover after all and while she could deal with any heat coming her way Amber would probably be kicked out of school if she was arrested. [break][break]

"Running out of time here. Speak." Amber's "persuasion" was effective as usual. Somehow, they always fell into a good cop bad cop routine that always ended in someone...well, dying. This wasn't an exception, as once Olivia had recorded the information, she would click back the hammer on her pistol and place a round into the man's skull, killing him on the spot. "We're done here. I owe you some yakisoba, as I promised. Turn back into a gun, and I'll take us there." Before the police got there, she would use her shoes to scale a building and escape into the night, heading more than half a dozen blocks outside of Shinjuku until she reached a yakisoba stand.[break][break]

"Alright, Amber. Eat." She would sit beside her and order a small bowl of noodles. Another job well done.

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''You mean it?'' She beamed at the thought of having yakisoba, not even flinching at the last guy getting what he deserved. He was a dirty villain after all. ''Yakisoba sounds so good right now, I'm beat. ~'' She let out a little yawn and stretched her arms before assuming a dramatic sentai warrior pose. The job was done after all, so she could go back to being silly and having fun. ''Gun, go!'' She shouted, turning into whichever type of handgun she thought Olivia might prefer. As they scaled the next building thanks to Olivia's shoes she couldn't help but wonder what it was like to have so much gear. It would be pretty useful if she got her own pair of boots too, wouldn't it?

Out of curiosity she listened for the sirens until they faded completely into the backdrop of the city, or were simply turned off once the cops got to the crime scene. At the yakisoba place she was floating around on cloud nine as she put her hands together. ''I humbly receive.'' She said, smiling over at her partner in crime before taking her first bite of the noodles. ''Wou're awawys swo wice two mwe.'' She said with her mouthful as she began tearing up while looking over at Olivia. She was a human weapon thanks to her quirk, but Olivia treated her as more than that. She treated her as a fellow human, or maybe even a colleague?! Swallowing her noodles she confidently sat up straight. ''Next time is on me!'' She declared confidently.

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[Aysu]

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