Chapter One. A Bank Robbery Gone Horribly Wrong. Part Three.
SCENE: A Van running away from a Monster's Rampage.
SCENE DESCRIPTORS: It's a Van, and it's Vanning Away. Rollercoasters have nothing on this! Someone's Having a Bad Time. If you don't move, he might not see you! Someone's wondering where you are.
FATE POINTS: 4
Your phone has stopped ringing, but your mask is now popping up notifications that you have unread messages.
Clearly_Not_A_Hero: Where are you bro? We gotta crank down on this stuff.
Miss_Glory: Are you near the monster rampage!?!?!?!??! Give GPS!
Scienzist: Sorry, Gloria asked for coords. Gave them to her.
You sigh. Well, it's not like a civilian is going to arrive in such a short amount of time to do anything now, would she?
Meanwhile, you refocus and try to keep your feet atop the van.
You succeed, holding with one hand a side of the van as the Fabulous Evil Wolf holds himself up with his clawed feet. Near you, a large chunk of loose skyscraper plummets, forcing the driver to take a few quick, sharp turns that have you grit your teeth, but maintain your grip.
"With the monster making such a ruckus, we're gonna make it!" the Fabulous Evil Wolf howls happily, "How does it feel, kid? First bank robbed in your life, isn't it? The rush! The sensation! Ah, and then there's the paycheck at the end of the day!"
That's when a large pylon of steel slams with deadly precision against the van.
Thankfully, you both see it coming far enough that you can brace yourselves, and in a coordinated maneuver stop its descent and then fling it away before it can as much as scratch the paint. You're relatively sure that if it had hit, you'd have lost the cargo and the driver in one fell swoop.
"Damn it," the Fabulous Evil Wolf snarls, his fur lusciously preening up. "We have company!"
Up above, a bright white and golden clad superhero is flying, a pair of orange glasses hiding their face. "Stop that van right now!" the woman's voice is firm, and steel-like. "You're under arrest!"
Of course, the driver just gives more gas to the van.
"Madam Victory's on the job," the Fabulous Evil Wolf growls, "at least she's without her sidekick," he smirks, "Good to know I can count on mine," he winks in your direction, before starting to huff and puff, taking in deep lungfuls of air.
Meanwhile, you're going to...
[X] Summon something that flies.
[X] Shoot at her.
[X] Stay on the defensive in case she throws something again.
[X] Give orders to the goons.
[X] Something Else (Write-In)
Also...
[X] Allow the DM to spend Fate Points for rerolls/Aspect invocation in case they are necessary in this scene.
[X] Go without Fate Points expenditure in this scene unless explicitly asked for.