This is why you're team leader. Always the man with the plan.
[Kon flies up and finds a convenient open alley, rather than doing it over the edge of the roof visible from the street. He doesn't want to scare the locals by dangling a dude where they can see. Intimidation is for bad guys, not innocent people who are already scared.]
It's a bad day for you because we're doing bad cop, bad cop today. I'm not normally a dangling people off roofs kinda guy...
[He tosses the dude so he can grab his leg and floats over the drop, dangling him upside down.]
Buuuut there were little kids in that crowd so I think I can make an exception.
Tell me who sent you or you're going to have a very close and intimate relationship with the pavement.
["I ain't telling you nothin,'" says the mook, with that full Gotham-esque mobster drawl. Classic.]
[Kon drops him and then catches him again. The thug yells in alarm.]
You sure about that?
["You're a superhero. Or with the other guild. You can't -"]
Well, see the thing is, I'm still a free agent. I haven't really signed on for either of the home teams yet. [His eyes glow with little sparks of red.] So try me.
[The red eyes push him over the edge. "Okay! Okay! I'll tell you! Just please don't drop me!" He sings like a canary after that, giving away his boss's location.]
[Kon feels vaguely guilty. This tends not to be how Superman handles most things, but... he isn't Kal. And his patience has run thin when it comes to the local mob running a racket like this. In Gemworld, he had to constantly run off the local thugs from Lophi's farm, because they were always pushing for collection money for Lord Opal. Lophi didn't deserve that and Martha especially didn't deserve people taking food out of her mouth.]
[(Man, he misses them both.)]
Guess the ground isn't gonna get a new friend after all.
[He flicks the guy in the head with just enough teke for a minor KO. He's learned over the years how to avoid any serious head trauma. It'll just be nighty-night for a few minutes, long enough for Robin to truss him up like a Thanksgiving turkey.]
[He returns and tosses the guy on the pavement, none too gently but not enough to cause any serious damage.]
Turned out he was feeling chattier than he thought.
[He finally eyeballs the grazes, wincing. They don't hurt that much, but they really shouldn't be there. On top of losing his natural invulnerability, his teke requires so much direct concentration now. Using superspeed at the same time made that concentration a bit harder.]
[God, if he winds up being all Ultra Boy about this and only being able to really use one power at a time, it's gonna suck.]
[He takes some bandages from his pouch and focuses on his leg first, just tying it right over his costume.]
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[Kon flies up and finds a convenient open alley, rather than doing it over the edge of the roof visible from the street. He doesn't want to scare the locals by dangling a dude where they can see. Intimidation is for bad guys, not innocent people who are already scared.]
It's a bad day for you because we're doing bad cop, bad cop today. I'm not normally a dangling people off roofs kinda guy...
[He tosses the dude so he can grab his leg and floats over the drop, dangling him upside down.]
Buuuut there were little kids in that crowd so I think I can make an exception.
Tell me who sent you or you're going to have a very close and intimate relationship with the pavement.
["I ain't telling you nothin,'" says the mook, with that full Gotham-esque mobster drawl. Classic.]
[Kon drops him and then catches him again. The thug yells in alarm.]
You sure about that?
["You're a superhero. Or with the other guild. You can't -"]
Well, see the thing is, I'm still a free agent. I haven't really signed on for either of the home teams yet. [His eyes glow with little sparks of red.] So try me.
[The red eyes push him over the edge. "Okay! Okay! I'll tell you! Just please don't drop me!" He sings like a canary after that, giving away his boss's location.]
[Kon feels vaguely guilty. This tends not to be how Superman handles most things, but... he isn't Kal. And his patience has run thin when it comes to the local mob running a racket like this. In Gemworld, he had to constantly run off the local thugs from Lophi's farm, because they were always pushing for collection money for Lord Opal. Lophi didn't deserve that and Martha especially didn't deserve people taking food out of her mouth.]
[(Man, he misses them both.)]
Guess the ground isn't gonna get a new friend after all.
[He flicks the guy in the head with just enough teke for a minor KO. He's learned over the years how to avoid any serious head trauma. It'll just be nighty-night for a few minutes, long enough for Robin to truss him up like a Thanksgiving turkey.]
[He returns and tosses the guy on the pavement, none too gently but not enough to cause any serious damage.]
Turned out he was feeling chattier than he thought.
[He finally eyeballs the grazes, wincing. They don't hurt that much, but they really shouldn't be there. On top of losing his natural invulnerability, his teke requires so much direct concentration now. Using superspeed at the same time made that concentration a bit harder.]
[God, if he winds up being all Ultra Boy about this and only being able to really use one power at a time, it's gonna suck.]
[He takes some bandages from his pouch and focuses on his leg first, just tying it right over his costume.]