Sigma Black - September Prompt - SIGMAn

Cassandra: She had joined this mission cause of two reasons.  Reason 1, the victim...going by SIGMAn was having ineresting stuff going on in his brain thanks to an artifact.  And Secondly, Erif was also on the mission.  Cass liked Erif.  She was nice.  And so Cass is with Erif with a single heavy suitcase.  And hint hint, they are not drones.

Erif: It so happens that this particular assignment brought Erif and Cassandra to a beach area in the same country. Their target, SIGMAn...? Really Hallowed Ground, had scared off the locals with his madness and abuse of newly gained powers. Quite the file on him. "I look forward to a good coconut after we get this over with." She comments, sucking idly the cream off her pretzel stick as she swayed slightly to the movement of the vehicle they were in. "...Any reports from witnesses on what he's capable of so far?" So they could figure out how to counter the lunatic.

Cassandra: "Wellllll....how we stop him really depends on the situation.  Preferablly, we pin him to the ground and drag him back here.  However if he's attacking us, I don't think us getting rough is out of the question.  And as for his new powers..." She types a bit on her computer. "....witness report saying the guy keeps pulling random oversized objects out of his sleeves.  Mostly destructive things....like wrecking balls, anvils...." She tilts her head. "And one reporting of a 10ft diamter cream custard pie."  She blinked and looked up at Erif. "Diabolical."

Erif: She snorted, quickly taking her pretzel out of her mouth before it dropped as she had a small laugh. "Are you serious?? Sounds like he made a deal with Looney Toons or somethin'. I can deal with the pie as long as there isn't a ticking time bomb in it." She gets to finishing the rest of her pretzel and adjusts her vest, not too heavily equipped this time around. Glock and stun baton tucked appropriately at her gear belt.(edited)

Cassandra: She smiled at Looney toons.  "Weeeeellll, I do believe that is why we have to stop him before Daffy does something truely terrible.  We'd hate for him to be Marvin Martian.  With an earth shattering kaboom."  She gave a nod.  That did seem like worst case scenario to her.

Erif: "This is making me want to watch Space Jam again." She snickers with a mild shake of her head as her body jerk slightly when their transport came to a stop. "Whelp! Time to move, move, move~" She gets up from her seat and out of the back of the vehicle and looks for any local po-po or any similar authoritative figure on site to get a grasp of current situation.

Fat Old Sherrif: He is standing there, watching this young girl hop out of the transplrt as well as some giantess carrying a suitcase H-Hello.  Are you the....special forces?

Cassandra: she has her trench coat on to disguise her 6'9" self

Erif: "Somethin' like that. What's the situation now, mister uh...?" She trailed off as she showed her badge, feeling like the Winchester brothers from Supernatural save that she was careful that it wasn't upside down.

Cassandra: is less subtle and just wanders off a few feet to look around

Nobbs: "Mr. Nobbs ma'am" this was not a smart man so he will be leaving most the thinking to these two.  Bust he is wondering what Cassandra is doing "Erm...well...we've been chasing this....shtrange guy across rooftops and he seems to have umm....trapped himself inside the top floors of this building...."

Building: compared to the ones around it, this buildinging is very tall.  The fire escape seems to have been shot down and thus leaving the man to rely on going inside the building or too stay up top.

Cass: She is looking up and just pacing .... &then she looked at the rubble of the fireescape*

Nobbs: "He used some kind of explosive to collapse that ma'am" He is still saluting as he wants to impress

Erif: Well, better than nothing. "Um...You can stop that now." She gives a brief half finger gun at Mr. Nobbs and starts to follow up behind Cass. "Just make sure no civillians or press get pass this site, a'ight?" She tells the officer over her shoulder, giving a small wave. They got their own people for medical attention and whatnot on standby already so next is to just get in there. "Could you get a drone looking at the top floors or something, Cass?" She asked, kicking a piece of tiny rubble to the side as she came to a stop next to the other operative and gazed up with a hand above her eyes to guard from the sun.

Cassandra:  She shook her head.  "It'd get shot out of the sky before it teached the upper levels" She rocked her head from side to side as she pondered.  "We might actually have to go in there to drag him out....if he's unstable and calling himself SIGMAn, then we might be considered allies....maybe...."

Erif: "Mmf...Alright." She said with a small face and got her glock, taking point automatically and cautiously stepping past the threshold, looking out for any dumb booby traps. "You wouldn't happen to have a small mirror attached to a stick on you or anything, would you?"

Cassandra: She just...follows Erif behind.  Cause lets be honest, Cass trying to be sneak with her bulky trench coat and her height, it ain happening.  Upon request of a mirror, Cass would pull a compact out of her pocket.  No, she did not wear makeup, but a search online told her that every girl should carry one and she figured she fit into 'every girl'.  Mind you, she's now questioning its legitimacy if Erif didn't have one.

Erif: "Eh. Good enough. Thanks." She gives a small grin to Cassandra and makes for the elevator. But she didn't stay inside after pressing the buttons for the top most floors and setting a walkie-talkie to receive sounds on the elevator floor in a corner out of sight, hoping to pick up which floor SIG-MAn was if he reacted to an elevator opening and they could get his location better. It was a trick for a prank she learned when fooling a security guard at a mall with a gang. She beckoned for Cassandra to move up the stairs as fast as possible, keeping her radio channel tuned to the one in the elevator and the volume loud enough for her to hear and not echo in the stairway.

Cassandra: "Sorry, only mirror I carry" She got onto the elevator on accident, but Erfi then motioned her to get out and she followed.  Then she saw what Erif was doing and grinned.  Clever girl, very clever.  She would folloow as silently and as quickly as possible.  "Clever"

Radio: 2nd Floor, Bing from the elevation. 3rd Flor, Bing.  4th Floor, Bing. 5th Floor, BingBLacnejufjikfj the sound of somebody faceplanting the elevator wall and making it rock. "Woah, where Am I now?"  6th Floor, Bing. "YOU CANNOT HOLD ME FOWL MUSICAL DEMON!: And a gunshot is heard.  "Now good sir, let me out at the roof or suffer!"  Top Floor, Bzzt. "Thank you kind SAH!"

Cassandra: She just blinked at the noise from the radio.  "At least he's having fun I guess..."

Erif: Top floor (aka roof) it is then. She hopes the railings were high enough to discourage falling over the edge or that there would be wire fences instead. A little out of breath when she reaches the the landing of the top floor, she crouches down and takes a moment to get the wind back in her sails before motioning for the mirror from Cassandra as she carefully opened a small gap at the fire-proof exit door to the roof. Going to use the mirror in the compact, slipping it through the gap, to check where the heck was their target via the reflection.

Cassandra: She just walked as she still believed running was a bad idea with her size still.  So she'd arrive a bit fter Erif got her breath back and pulling out the compact.

SIGMAn: "ALMIGHTY CITY OF INNOCENCE AND INJUSTICE!  DO NOT FEAR FOR I AM HERE TO PROTECT YOU ALL!  I AM SIGMAAAAAAAN!" And he would continue yelling monolauges and such.  It was a bit less effective since he was infact behind a fence while shouting over the city.

Erif: She rolled her eyes, starting to regret taking this assignment. Kinda ironic you're sayin' all that shit and terrorising civvies all the same. There better be a muzzle for SIG-MAn in the transport. "Well," She looks to Cassandra. "It looks like we can still surprise him. I'll get out, give a whistle and we flank him into a corner. Use your arms of yours to block his way or whatever, alright?" And with that, she squeezed her way out the door and stealthily duck-walked behind air-conditioning units. Once in position, she gives a sharp whistle and shoots up from her position, gun raised and aimed at SIG-MAn. "FREEZE!"

SIGMAn: He would turn, keeping his form on point.  Upno closer inspection, the man's outfit was....a sweat suit with underwear worn on the outside.  "GREETINGS FELLOW ENFORCEMENT!  HOW ARE YOU DOING TODAY?"

Cassandra: She would be moving into position, keeping an eye on the crazy man.  She wondered why the guy wore his underwear like that.  And also wondered how he went to the bathroom.  Both very important in her mind.

Erif: "Oh, we're doing good..." She replied conversationally but kept her gun up. "Except it would have been better if you'd taken a vacation from...whatever you're doing."

SIGMAn: "INJUSTICE NEVER TAKES A VACATION! AND NEITHER SHALL I!" He'd pose.  He was clearly unafraid of the gun aimed at him.  Well....either unafraid or just didn't recognize a threat if it was pointed at him.

Cassandra: She was trying to get over to the side of SIGMAn, but he kept turning to keep her in view.  She frowned and set down the suitcase.  Her tendrils clicking it open to reveal....just a set of weights.

SIGMAn: does not see this as a threat either

Erif: From her angle, she couldn't see what equipment that Cassandra had brought but trusts that it's something that could stop SIG-MAn. "C'mon, man. There's nothin' going on here except you giving me the injustice of second-hand embarrassment and bordering being the bad guy here. Now turn around with your hands to your head and face the fence."

SIGMAn: "BUT YOU NEVER KNOW!" INJUSTICE MIGHT REAR ITS UGLY HEAD AG-" He turned suddenly with his hand turning to a gun and shot as Cassandra threw one of the weights....which smacked into his stomach.  As you'd imagine, 1 20 lob weight being thrown is no joke.and there was a distinct cracking sound when the weight his.  Probably a rib.  Either way, the gentleman was now doubled over.

Cassandra: She dived out of the way as SIGMA turned and was luckily only grazed by the bullet.  But really....seeing her divedwas a sight of itself.

Erif: She took a chance and pushed ahead. When SIG-MAn was more or less incapacited by Cassandra's weight-throwing for the moment, she went for his back and kicked the back of his knees to bring him down further as she grabbed for his arms to pin them in place behind.

SIGMAn: "UNHAND ME YOU RUFFIAN!" Was what would be screamed.  Under Erif's hands, his arms kept changing and changing into a number of feirce looking weapons.  None of which could be aimed at Erif properly.

Erif: She applied more pressure with her knee and let gravity and her weight help hold him down. "Huh...Sorry, buddy. Just doing my job. Care to do the honors of a knockout, Cass?" She looked up to the techie with a smirk and nodded at SIG-MAn's head.(edited)

Cassandra: She had dived behind an Airconditioning unit.  She gave a wave from her hidey hole.  Cass is a throw and run kinda girl and she doesnt trust her accuracy to not hit Erif from a distance.  Oh, and she was shot at which is not something whe wants to happen again when the mans arms were turning into various firearms every other second.  "Are you sure he's pinned down?"

SIGMAn: He's actually making good attempts to wiggle free.  Mind you they're jsut attemps, so he won't actually be able to get up with an Erif on his knee.  But still, theyre good attempts.

Erif: She downright just sat on SIG-MAn at that point to discourage him. "Yup! Come on over already!" She invited Cassandra a little more insistingly. The quicker they wrap this up, the sooner they could get coconuts. Or some pina colada. While they were on this beach area still.

Cassandra: She'd skip over and instead of heading to Erif, she'd veer right and pick up the 20lbs weight that she had thrown earlier.

SIGMAn: GET OFF ME VILLAINOUS HEATHEN!  YOUI CANNOT STOP JUSTICE!  YOU CANNOT STO-" And he's cut off cause Cass simply dropped the weight onto his head.

Cass: She watched SIGMAn go limp. ".....we can make it wait though." Yes, the pun was intentional.

Erif: Feeling their target struggling no more, she lets out a sigh and sits on top of him with less tension. "Whelp. That wasn't so bad." Then she radioed to the task leader, informing that the situation was concluded. "Um...Yeah. We may need a stretcher with restraints over here. And a muzzle. Trust me, you'll be glad that I asked for it." No way she was lugging SIG-MAn all the way down who was now an unconscious dead-weight. She got to cuffing him.

Cassandra: She will watch and return to put her weight away.  "It seems he had burnt his energy getting here.  Lucky for us." And after that she would remove her trench coat and then walk back to SIGMAn.  "I'll carry him down."  The claws all reach out and tink their tines together.

Erif: "You sure? Won't be too much of a stress?" She looked to Cassandra with a bit of doubt, unsure how much weight those arms could handle and not affect the tech's back. She slowly got off SIG-MAn.

Cassandra: Each one can carry 25kilos, so all is well.  She would pick SIGMAn up and and tightly wrap him up in her tendrils.  Then she'd look at her watch....then at Erif.  "You mentioned...cocnuts on the transport?"

Erif: "No!" She snorted a little, holstering her gun. "But there should be a vendor somewhere in the area..." She looks out to the stretch of the beach that wasn't littered with destruction. "Up for some as a reward for today's efforts?"

Cassandra: She nodded as she followed. "I think being shot at constitues for a reward of that nature"

Erif: "Let's drink to that~"