Context: You were falling... and then, suddenly, you were caught. I'm not even being metaphorical, a supervillain literally caught you as you plummeted from a skyscraper. So, you repaid him as best you could by... being his hostage???

Setting: A skyscraper/Null Factor's lair

Tags:[MA4F][Enemies to Accomplices?][Supervillain Speaker][Police Speaker(s)][Mysterious Listener][Comedy of Errors][Come Here Often?][Mild Comedy][Hostage?][TW: Gunshots/Explosions/Injury]

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[V] = Null Factor, a Class 5 supervillain with excellent reflexes

[P] = Various entities of the popo/swat team

[Scene opens in…???]

[SFX: The wind rushing as the Listener falls]

[You’re falling. The lights of the skyscraper turn into lines as you fall, faster and faster, unable to really much else besides brace]

[Pause]

[SFX: Some kind of hover tech/an impact]

[You make contact with something. Something that feels a lot like a strong man trying not to fumble you. You open your eyes and are met with an immensely confused man quickly flying through the air on hover tech]

[V] “Guh-! What the fuc-?!”

[Pause???]

[V] “Are they just throwing secretaries from the two-hundredth story now?! God dammit…”

[SFX: Helicopters in hot pursuit]

[Pause!]

[V] “...Yes, the helicopters are chasing me! I’m Null Factor! Kind of a villain!”

[Rec. improv as he does his best to weave and dodge a lot of:]

[SFX: Turret fire]

[Null grunts in pain a few times and you see whatever tech is keeping him afloat spark a few times]

[P] “Descend to the ground, release your hostage, and put your hands up, Null! You are under arrest!”

[Pause!

[V] “WHY DON’T YOU TELL IT TO THE POLICE BALL, FUCKERS?!”

[SFX: More gunfire]

[Pause?!?!] ]

[V] “Huh? ...Yeah… Yeah, I can make a convincing crash landing… That window there is weak, you said?”

[Pause!!]

[V] “Pfft, of course, Randy in account tossed a coffee mug at it… They won’t be able to get a clear shot, not for a bit, at least… And if they think I’m properly injured… Alright, my newest friend slash hostage, cover your head!”

[Pause!!]

[With a grunt of pain, he veers towards the window, sending you both colliding through it with a loud:]

[SFX: Glass shattering/them skidding to a stop]

[For a moment or two, you’re knocked stupid, until you hear him groan nearby]

[V] “Fuck’s sake, my hovertech… Nngh! And my ribs… Oh, because I have a bullet wound, yes, that would make sense.”

[P-Pause?]

[V, sarcastic] “Doing Peachy, Birdy. Abso-nngh-fucking-lutely stellar! The bullet didn’t hit any of my hearts so I got that going for me…”

[Pause…]

[V, serious] “Listen to me… Those helis might not be able to get a clear shot here, but they will be sending soldiers up soon. I’m Class 6, this is a ‘square-up on sight’ scenario…”

[SFX: The Listener hurrying over to his side]

[Pause…]

[You scramble over to him and inspect the wound]

[V] “FF..you need to run…! They’ll arrest you for being an accomplice if they see you willingly helping me any more than you’ve already tried!!”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener helping him stand]

[V] “...What are you doing…? I told you to go!”

[Pause!]

[He looks at you, a bit like a cornered animal, but groans and dutifully limps into the shadows]

[Pause…]

[V] “Nngh… I’m keeping pressure…”

[SFX: Faint helicopter noises]

[Pause…]

[V] “...Stay brave…? Don’t… patronize me. I’m not a little boy.”

[...]

[V] “...C’mon… Down the hall, nnh… If we can get to the elevator, I can use it to get back to my lair…”

[Pause]

[SFX: Them laboriously making their way downstairs]

[Longer Pause as they run (limp) for their lives]

[V] “OK… OK, just ahead… They’ll be scoping the windows so we need to be fast…”

[...?]

[You look at the blood dripping from his chest and know that’s not happening]

[...?]

[V] “My…powers? I can create portals in elevators, hide in shadows and I’ve never had a speeding ticket, what do you want from me??”

[...]

[He listens to you as the helicopters loom closer]

[V] “...Hide in your shadow… You’ll walk out with your hands up and pretend like you lost me…?”

[Pause]

[V] “...I don’t have time to question your sanity. Fine, just… nnh… One second…”

[He steps back, more into your shadow, and see darkness obfuscate him]

[SFX: Shadow magic - VA’s discretion]

[P] “Null Factor, come out with your hands up, immediately!”

[...]

[You hold your hands up and slowly walk out]

[SFX: Faint heli sounds]

[P] “We have sight on hostage, no visual on Null Factor! Stay where you are, Citizen! We have offices en route to secure you!”

[...]

[P] “...Do not move, Citizen… Remain calm and stationary.”

[V, quiet] “Shit… The game is up… Just go, Birdy. I’d rather go out with a shot to the head than wait to bleed out in your shadow…”

[...]

[Pause!!!]

[You do literally the stupidest thing you can think of and shriek, pointing atop the chopper and screaming:]

[P] “What?! Hostage is pointing atop the helicopter, confirm Null Factor is not by the blades, repeat!”

[Pause]

[P] “WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT KIND OF LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING MIGHT BE UP THERE-?!”

[SFX: The Listener running for the elevator, Officer Earl style]

[V] “JESUS CHRIST, YOU’RE INSANE-!”

[PAUSE!!!]

[P] “HEY! STOP!”

[SFX: The elevator close doors button being VICIOUSLY abused and the elevator doors finally closing]

[Null crawls out of your shadow, panting from the effort]

[V] “Fuck’s sake, do you just like adrenaline rushes?!”

[PAUSE!]

[V] “I’M OPENING THE DAMNED PORTAL, WOMAN, DON’T YOU SASS ME!”

[SFX: Shadow magic escalating and what sounds like a lot of problems approaching the elevator]

[V] “OK, OK, redirecting to the lair… Nnh… Was there…. Always two of you…?”

[Pause…]

[V] “...Do I have henchmen? Pfft, do I look like Lobo?”

[...]

[SFX: The portal opening/the elevator being banged on violently]

[P] “OPEN UP, IMMEDIATELY!”

[...]

[P] “YOU ARE AIDING AND ABETTING A WANTED CRIMINAL AND YOU CAN BE CHARGED FOR IT!”

[...PAUSE!]

[SFX: Null and the Listener finally tumbling through the portal and into his lair]

[V] “Oof! Um… Hello. Nice to have you back in my arms again. Ghh… Heh… Did you seriously scream ‘ACAB’ at them before we vanished?”

[Pause…]

[He chuckles, though it’s a little wet-sounding]

[V] “Hehe… Nngh… Alright… Help me get my coat and shirt off. I’ll walk you through-”.

[Pause]

[He stops, surprised as you get him undressed (mostly) pretty quickly]

[SFX: Cloth shifting/mix of leather and vinyl/cotton]

[V] “Oh… Not shy at all, are you… Mmh… How bad is the wound?”

[Pause…]

[He sighs and dutifully sits up]

[V] “I can get the bullet out myself… I just need someone to help me actually patch it. I don’t have that nice, fancy healing factor that the big wig villains get.”

[Pause…]

[You grab the first-aid kit he points you to and start patching him up as best you can. It’s touch-and-go but, eventually, you get the bleeding stopped]

[Rec. improv for the Listener patching him up - VA’s discretion on the length used to do so]

[V] “...Thank you. I… think I would have died if you hadn’t been with me tonight… Though I’m still curious as to why you happened to be in a freefall when I accidentally caught you…”

[...]

[V] “...Having a smoke on the rooftop, miscalculated how strong the winds would be and got flung off…”

[He stares at you with intensely silver eyes]

[...]

[V] “...Sure. Whatever you say, Birdy… It’s somewhat irrelevant now.”

[Pause?]

[He stands with a groan]

[V] “Because you’re my hostage, now, like it or not. The police may be able to be convinced that I had you under a spell or something if they can ‘rescue you’ from me, but if you try to just go back to your normal life… they’ll torture you for information on me, no matter how little you know…”

[...]

[He gives you a bit of a wry smile. Certainly a villainous one]

[V] “I suppose you had best get cozy, my little birdie. No telling how long you’ll be here now…”

[...]

[To be continued]