Freerunning (Valk only)

New York, one of the busiest cities in the nation. Also one of the best places for some freerunning, if you don't get your self caught. Which is what Richter was doing now. Running from roof to roof, flipping over gaps between buildings, and to make it more fun, at high speeds. He stopped however, mainly to avoid falling off the edge of the set of building he was on but also cause he heard something weird, currently he was on top f a business complex and he heard yelling, and threats. And soon after, sirens. Richter scanned the roof for a stair entrance. He found one but soon learned it was locked. "Damn it, looks lik I'll have to go through the bottom. He jumped off the building and ran to the front of the building, where police cars formed a semi-circle around the building entrance. Where he was noticed. "Hey kid get away from there it's dangerous." yelled one of the officers. Richter just smiled. "Don't worry I'll be fine!" he yelled back, then began speed into the building. He Ran up the stairs to the floor were he hear the yelling. He crept up to the door with all the commotion coming from it. He got on his stomach to see under the door, there seemed to be alot of people standing up. He guessed that it would be a safe guess that those standing were armed. Richter got back on his feet and took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. thought Richter. He opened the door and walked in, There were alot of people armed, also there were a lot of people as hostages. "Let these people go..." said Richter

Nina silently strode along with a few policemen, fists already clenched in a fitful rage that boiled her blood just beneath her skin. She hated hostage situations; they always ended with her getting shot at. If there was one thing she hated, it was being shot. It never pierced her skin, didn't even leave bruises, but it stung. Fuck that... She thought bitterly, pulling the leather gloves even tighter around her hands.

She had become an unofficial aid in these sorts of scrapes. Shit get tender? Send in the super. She didn't want money, fame, or any sort of compensation. Unlike some people, she just wanted to do it, but not today. Today was supposed to be her day off, and here come these selfish bastards with their guns and knives and bad attitudes. Nina barely paid attention as she was briefed on the situation, preferring to play it by ear. ''Just... shut up.'' she said bitterly, walking away from the persistent officer who had been trying to get her attention. ''I have work to do.''

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Her negativity always had a nasty habit of bleeding into her work, and it was especially evident when she tore the front door of the building off its hinges. With no effort to mask her progress, she stomped up the stairs, following the muted sounds of people above her. Barely audible grumbles escaped her as she found her way into the hallway that contained the situation. ''Lucy, I'm HOME!'' she bellowed, punching through the sheet rock walls and ripping out a beam. She wielded it like a baseball bat, kicking down the door.

Her mind reeled to understand the situation, and once she crunched it down, she couldn't account for the civilian that stood in the middle of it all. ''Tha fuck...? Who are you?''

She felt a bullet crunch against her forehead, grimacing as it ricocheted and buried itself in the ceiling. Instinct took over as she grabbed the civilian by his shoulder, tearing him behind her as bullets bit through the air, clipping her torso and head. With one sweep of the beam, all of the gunmen were floored in a mixture of flails, gasping, and wildly fired guns.
Her body stung, and for that, she flipped off every single criminal there.

The only source of pleasure she found was the fact that all the men were knocked out. ''God damn, that was cool...'' she muttered, turning to the hostages, then the man behind her. ''You see that?''

Richter was kind of in shock when the girl knocked down the door and threw him like a rag doll behind her. She did however take down the armed men, along with a good amount of the office they were in. "Yes I did and holy shit... Why did you do that, there was an easier way to do that." said Richter. He shook his head. "Well hold on a second, let me get the hostages out of here. He sped the hostages out of the building as fast as he could go with out hurting them from high speeds, before returning to the room with the girl. "If you haven't noticed you cause a lot of what is called property damage, I was about to take them out before you destroyed everything, heck that beam your holding, for all we know that could be an important structural beam that could take down the place. But either way i guess I should Thank you for the help, you did take everyone by surprise. I'm Richter by the way, or what i've been telling the police is my name Impluse, but since you don't seem like an ordinary person, and a hero feel free to call me by my name." Richter looked around the office, desks, phone and other office supplies ere all over the place, and the men that the girl hit with the beam were still knocked out on the floor. It slightly bugged him. "Hold on a second." said Richter, he speed around the room, organizing the mess so it looked a little nicer. He stacked the men in the corner. He stopped next to the girl. "Well that looks better, oh i forgot to get your name, sorry about that I go off on a tangent sometimes. Ok most of the time. Do you want to hang out at one point get some coffee or fighting crime or something?"

Before she had much time to react, the civilian sped around and took the hostages out one by one. ''Well fuck, you're a quickie.'' She snorted and chuckled at her own joke as he ran around, talking about one thing or another.

Nina blinked and swung the beam across her shoulders, resting her hands on it as the man went on. Shit son, this ones weird.... At the mention of her causing property damage, she pulled the beam down and thrust it at him, poking his chest gently. ''I wouldn't collapse shit, speedy.'' There was another thing that annoyed her, people claiming she might make a situation worse. ''This is what we call a weapon, alright? I use it to finish the job that would have killed you.'' With a look around the neatened room, she grunted and tossed the beam over her shoulder, listening happily as it landed with a hefty thud and collapsed into a cubicle, scattering all sorts of office supplies, a now ruined chair, and bits that used to make up the wall. ''Something tells me you aren't bullet proof.''

She strode over to him, folding her arms and staring dead into his eyes, her brow knit in frustration. ''I saved your life, and the best you can do is lecture me about how I should be... delicate? Clearly you don't know who I am.'' With a slightly stronger than intended grip, she grabbed his hand and shook it. ''I'm Valkyrie, and if you want coffee, get it yourself. As far as crime fighting goes, if you happen to be at the same scene I am, then that's that.''

"I'm pretty damn close to it, I wouldn't be able to run as fast as i can if i wasn't." said Richter. "Well if your as fast as me the need for a weapon isn't high." He looked at the beam laying on the ground. Then back at Valkyrie. "Hey no need to get defensive, I never said you had to do things more delicately, just be a bit more careful. Also it doesn't matter who you are if your purposely just as destructive as the bad guys your not much better then them." He took a second to get over the daze of having his head shaken around. "For a hero you seem pretty damn cold hearted, considering I'm a potential ally. And just because we are heroes doesn't mean that you can't take a moment and relax or hang out."