Open for Business (OPEN)

Andre Armouror had gotten off the airport, finally stepping foot in the city of New York. He soaked in the devastation around him, letting off a small smile as he saw the various superhumans rampaging on the TV screen in the airport. He had no luggage, and anything he needed for the job he could pick up off of someone, dead or alive. He put his hands in his pockets and fiddled with his watch and wallet. For his trip to America he was dressed in a blue suit with a black tie, and wore a pair of shades. He walked out of the airport and into the streets of the city. He had honed his skills, his "talents" over the years and now looked to employ them in a new order, this superhuman order. He'd heard about some of the various organizations that were around, most of the information hushed whispers in bars and back alleys from amoral people, but he knew these were the type of people whose attention he'd need to gain. He walked down the street, twirling the watch in his hands and looking around. There was said to be certain buildings he could find these type of people, so he decided to make an impression there, if not sooner. He wondered if any of these superhumans would give him the chance to gauge his ability against theirs, see what he needed to do and how far up the ladder he could go.

Rex drove through the rubble of the city he called home since he was a kid, the places he had ran, fought, and bled on were gone, now buried under tons of rubble and debris. He stopped at a spot where he had his first fight which lead him to where he was now, sitting on his Harley a single tear came down his cheek as he touched the stones where memory had died with reality. Sighing he shook away the emotion and gassed his bike to carry him further through the city and out of the flatten zones. Coming to the airport he stared at it amazed it was still functioning.

People moved in and out but these weren't like New Yorkers he was use to, these people were hunched over, cringing away from others, and weeping. The city was normally filled with arrogant, pushy, and over all mean spirited people that came together as one during a Basketball or baseball game. Sighing he leaned back on his bike taking in the scene wishing he had been able to do something to avert this. But that was the past and the city had to be rebuilt back to it's glory though it would never be the same. His eyes roamed the crowds of those coming out and landed on a man in a fine suit, something about that ticked him off that a man would come here to this city dressed like he was going to a business confrence. Sighing he shook away the anger and instead focused on the crowds.

Andre looked around the crowd, moving through it until he passed by Rex. "Man, this place really DID go to #*)#, didn't it? What a few people can do, right?" he'd ask Rex, a smile plastered on his face and his hands out to the side in a shrug. Andre figured out that his career as Assault could be started pretty easily here, especially if any of the citizens or their heroes were sensitive about the destruction of their city. "I mean it really puts stuff in perspective how fragile, frail these people are doesn't it? Anyway, what's your name pal?"

Andre looked over Rex, assessing the man in front of him. Seeing the man's calloused hands, he could tell that he was dealing with someone who was a fighter, and by extension possibly a vigilante. This would indeed be interesting for him to find out, and so he hopes that his hypothesis is right.

Rex looked at the man and the burning thought of hitting the man in the face flashed through his mind but that wouldn't really help. Turning his head away he examined the terrain and was happy the place made it through unscathed. Looking back his fist balled but he held it back. "These people are trying to live their lives and are constantly trapped between the wars of supers, the people lost everything and your making jokes?" His eyes burned with anger, stepping off his bike he stared into the mans eyes. The people around them got quiet and stared at the two people.

Rex looked over at them and than turned facing the man. "If you want to settle this little dispute we will do it out there, I won't put these people through anything else." Stepping onto his bike he gave the man a glare and waited for him to say yes or no.

Well well well, looks like I hit a nerve. Wonder if I'll get to see what this guy can do Assault thought as he stood there, unmoved during the staredown. Yep, this man was definitely a brawler, he was built like one and used the intimidation factor. This was going to be interesting.

"Thought you'd never ask, and sure, we can settle this, how very noble of you though, the safety of these people being your first concern. I respect that" he'd say as he followed the man on his bike through the terrain. Once they arrived, Assault looked around, twirling a watch in his left hand. Rex would note that the watch was practically a blur with how fast the man was spinning it. "So I figure we should know each other's names before we start this, I mean it's only common courtesy, right? They call me Assault, you?" he would ask Rex, moving from side to side like a human snake

Rex stepped off his bike and looked around the terrain, broken parts of buildings lay strewn around, thick rubble and heavy stone littered the ground, and even metal poles, rebar, wire, and cables stuck up at odd angles all over the place. Rex cracked his knuckles than rolled his head popping the bones in his neck; following it by rolling his shoulders and popping them to loosen his muscles. The man had some speed on him but nothing he wasn't use to already, the watch blurred in his hand but speed wouldn't help here. Rex removed the black leather jacket and dropped it on the seat of his Harley Davidson.

His shirt followed to reveal the powerful muscle and broad shoulders, corded muscle arms stretched out ready for the fight to come his way. He turned sideways placing his arms beside him and his left leg at the back. A wushu stance designed for countering and quick access of strikes with arms and legs. Now he waited for the man to begin his assult. As the man asked for a name he just smirked. "I'm Rex."

"Rex huh, simple yet dignified, I like it. Well let's see how you fare, your highness" Assault remarked before flicking the watch past Rex's head, wanting to make sure it ricocheted around the battlefield, building up speed as it darted around them. Right after he had tossed his watch, Assault's shades were tossed off his nose and he kicked up some rubble. His style was to play keep away and if his opponent wasn't human, the way he dealt with these projectiles would tell him that. After he figures that out, He'd think of where to go next.

The speed at which he tossed both objects was fast enough to make a windshear, which would allow him to assess Rex's possible durability. He took note of the Wushu stance and decided to mess with Rex some more, taking no real form, hands in his pockets as he strolled over to Rex amidst the flying watch and shades

Rex watch the shades and watch ricochet around the place, the watch collided with his jaw and dropped to the ground, the shades followed hitting his chest and shattered. Rex yawned as the man walked towards him. As he got closer Rex slammed his foot on the ground causing it to roll and crack wide a good four feet. If his opponent got unbalanced rex would step in and throw a fast jab for the center of the mans chest, if connected it would send the guy flying like a man shot out of a cannon and with rex's strength would break a few ribs on contact. The ground breaking made some bigger rocks and objects appear.

Rex would hear a "wup!" as Assault jumped into the air, landed on his right hand and jumped onto one of the bigger rocks Rex had dislodged, whistling as he looked at what the shockwave caused. "Pretty impressive power ya got there" Assault says, kicking up a few pieces of rock into his hands. "What's the story behind all that power? Enhancements? Or were you just "born this way", to quote an old reference" he asks, cocking his foot back and firing the rocks at Rex. He had four rocks, three were sent at him, and one towards the bike.

While he was doing this, Assault assessed the situation in his head

Clearly he's superhuman, invulnerable to a high degree. I've found a perfect target but I'll definitely need to get an arsenal sufficient to deal with such...high caliber clientele. As for now, I'll have to just play keep away are his thoughts as he finishes kicking the rocks, jumping from one line to another over the fissure

Rex let the rocks bounce off except the last one which he caught and threw with perfect accuracy catching the other rock aiming for his bike in midair and sending it flying. Rex smirked and popped his knuckles, that was just a slight tap in the ground for what he could do. Reaching down he grabbed two handfulls of small round pebbels about the size of buckshot pellets. Looking around he examined the trajectory and smirked. Throwing the rubble into the air he waited until they were right in front of him than slamming his hands together he create a forward shockwave that sent the pebbles flying at twice the speed and power of a double barrel shotgun the force would do quite a bit of damage.

The man's question made him chuckle. "You could say it was a gift before I was born." Picking up a melon sized rock he tossed it up and down in his hand letting the buckshot pebble attempt the work. On fire the pebbles spread out like a giant curtain of high speed rocks. Five feet high and seven feet wide. The entire length and height was filled with the pebbles with no open spots. "What about you?" There was a chuckle in his voice as he enjoyed himself.

Assault saw the pellets coming and took his jacket off to whip them out of the air. If there were no open spots, he'd have to make them. He's always had to make things work for himself, this was no different. He respected the man's aim though, ad a grin was on his face as he had swatted the pebbles out of the way. With how fast he was whipping the pebbles, his jacket was ruined, tarnished completely. He made a note to himself to probably use a better suit, much more offensive. Before he dropped his jacket though, he took a cufflink and flicked it at high speed towards the rock, knocking it out of his hand.

"Me? Ehh I"m just a guy who knows some things, that's about it really" He'd tell Rex. Assault was never one to talk about himself, preferring to let others infer what little they could. "So I take it you fancy yourself a hero huh?" he'd ask, loosening his tie

Rex sat down on a large stone and leaned back yawning. "A hero? Once I was going to be a great hero and now I am just a nomad guy driving around on a bike doing what he can to keep the balance in check. A hero is a selfless person willing to die to save the masses, look around punk. You think I'm a hero? I'm tougher than you kid and I'm gonna show you why." His hand reached back grabbing one of the larger slabs and turning his body he sent the massive oblong shaped stone cleaving through the air like a pitcher throws a fastball except his stone had three hundred pounds on it and a force behind it that sent it rocketing five times the speed of a pro pitcher which would be six hundred and seventy four mph, all of it cleaving through the air aiming for the person.

As he did that Rex turned and took off his shirt and folded it; walking to his bike he sat it down over the handlebars than took some steps to take his bike out of the possible damage zone. The sky overhead began to darken and the sudden temperture drop promised rain. Rex smiled for now he was really ready for a fight but he knew somehow this opponent just wasn't going to give him what he seeked.

Assault took a deep breath and leaped up over the large boulder, catapulting off it with one hand. "Oh, no doubt you're tougher than me. I surmised that from when my shades or watch didn't cut your body. You're made of some real tough stuff there buddy. I'd obviously need something a bit more dynamic to deal with you"

Assault let the large slab of rock break behind him and catch two of the shards, then look up into the sky, seeing a helicopter hovering right above them. "I say you're a hero because you're so ready to defend the honor of this city that you agreed to fight me with little hesitation. Now I'm gonna see if I'm right. I got two objects here in my hands, and two targets. I can hit both of them from here, but which one are you gonna save? Those people in that helicopter, or your bike? You're probably fast enough to get around without it and I'm not the petty type so helicopter it is!" Assault would tell Rex as he heard the sound of something tearing through the air and would see it was the rocks that Assault had in his hand. In mere seconds he had damaged the rotors on the helicopter and it was going down fast. "Time's ticking, what you gonna do hero?"