wright_idea | SCENE: Never piss off a Superclone ((Locked to E!BB and Kon's Clone))

SCENE: Never piss off a Superclone ((Locked to E!BB and Kon's Clone))

He has a bad feeling he can't shake but he's come here anyway.

The note was slipped under his door: "Phoenix -- Meet me in the Nexus at 12:00 A.M. I have something that worked against Match and the clones from the Agenda before; it might work again. Kon." He thought it was odd that Kon would request such a late hour, but if he had something that would be useful, it wouldn't hurt to have it as a backup plan.

But he's still nervous. With clones running around, there's no way to tell one person from another. It HAD Kon's handwriting, but chances are the handwriting between the clone and Kon himself were identical. On the other hand, it used his first name, which the clone hadn't. But the clone KNEW it was irregular to call him "Wright" now...

He has to take this chance anyway. And, well, if it was a trap, he had a little secret weapon courtesy of Eiko. He hopes he doesn't have to use it.

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He waited on the bench, with a steel, and lead-lined box next to him, though it prevented him from using X-ray vision on what's inside - he didn't need to double check it's contents. The clone glanced at a clock before looking up again, pondering where Phoenix is.

He was certain that spike-haired idiot would fall for it.

Phoenix thinks he spots Kon now. Or he hopes it's Kon, anyway. He does seem to have a box with something in it, so it's looking good for legitimacy. Still, he grips the red-sun flashlight in his overcoat tightly, hoping he won't have to use it.

He approaches him. "Kon? I came as you asked. Is that that the stuff you were mentioning?" He indicates the box.

He nodded. "Yea - it stopped the Agenda clones, and could possibly help to reveal the other clones that are still hiding." Kon held the box forward for Phoenix's inspection.

Phoenix peers at the box. He decides to post another test comment. "Had to use my pen the other day by the way," he muses idly as he examines the box. "Saved my bacon." Let's see how he interprets this.

"Hate those things," He murmured. Something shifts slightly in the box and it felt a bit heavy if he picks it up and shakes it.

The clone waited.

Well, he seems to know about the pens, anyway... He picks the box up and peers into it.

It takes a moment to adjust his vision to make out exactly what it is, but he quickly finds that it's...

... a brick.

Oh SHIT.

The brick immediately rose up and attempted to collide itself with Phoenix's face.

"Figures you would be so fucking stupid as to fall for that!"

Phoenix attempts to pull back, which only MARGINALLY manages to dull the impact. As it is, Phoenix is sent staggering to his knees, clutching a now bloody nose.

He glared at the man he now knew was the clone, and began fumbling in his pocket for the flashlight. "You son ob a..."

He then attempted to levitate Phoenix and shake him like a rag doll. "You know, moms are suppose to say one should be nice to strangers, but mom's a test tube." The clone tilted his head, smiling oddly. "You can see I got a little problem with the whole manners thing."

Phoenix just manages to grab the flashlight when he's hoisted in the air bodily and flipped upside down, shaking. It takes all his strength to hold onto the flashlight as he does, but a few other things -- the magatama, his transformation pen -- fall out.

Damnit. If he moves his arm now he might drop it. So he keeps it deep in his pocket and endures, as painful as it is.

He flung the lawyer away, and walked closer, arrogantly confident that this baser was easy pickings.

"Give up, humans are pathetic, and you especially so."

*At this point, there's a small flurry of glints in the air in front of Kon's clone, which turn out to be throwing knives that thunk into the ground between him and Phoenix.*

Stop that right now.

*The voice comes from the same direction as the knives, and if they look up, they'll see that Changeling is stood on a nearby lamp post, large green dragon wings sillhouetted against the sky. Randomly, he's wearing a long red scarf, which billows dramatically in the wind as he jumps down to stand protectively in front of Phoenix, the wings folding into his back as he shifts them away.*

Phoenix manages to raise his head a bit. He hurts all over from the impact, and is pretty stunned at this point. He watches the clone approach him...

...and then suddenly, knives. Throwing knives. And a flurry of... green.

"...Changeling?" he asks, in a weak voice.

He turned and glared at the intruder. "So what, is it Tuxedo Kaimen cosplay day?" He threw his hands out.

"No matter, I'll just incinerate you."

*Changeling narrows his eyes at that, and a moment later dragon scales creep up over his skin. He's not budging from his position in front of Phoenix.*

Will you now. That might be a little difficult, you know. So am I correct in assuming you're the "evil clone"? *There's still a twist of bitterness in his voice when he says that.* Why are you attacking Phoenix, hm?

Phoenix winces a bit at Changeling's use of the term. He's been valiantly trying to avoid that concept ever since his discussion with Changeling in the Nexus, even as the evidence was beginning to pile up that the clones were not exactly exemplary members of society. It seems, however, that Changeling hasn't forgotten the discussion.

He's still feeling a bit dazed. Not much to do but lie here. He really hopes his nose isn't broken.

"Evil? No, just better." His eyes begin to glow, and tried to fry the intruder where he stands.

"It's too simplistic the concept, there's only strong and weak."

*Well, wasn't that a familiar sentiment. Changeling throws his arms up in front of his face as he sees the clone's eyes start to light up, and the red beams hit the scales - but don't seem to do as much damage as they should.*

Nnk. I gotta agree with your last point, there. But there's better ways of proving your strength than this.

At this point, Phoenix decides that it'd probably be best to leave the fighting to the people with the flashy happy powers. He's just gonna lie here a bit and listen, yeah? Mind, he COULD be using the flashlight, but it's not occurring to him right now, transfixed as he is by the display in front of him.

"The fuck is this?" He flew up. "Well he got in my way, so I have to move him off - so what is he? your boytoy?"

*Oh he DID NOT.

He totally DID.

That sort of comment does not usually bother Changeling in the least, but given recent events, this time it bothers him a whole hell of a lot. The wings come out again in order to follow into the sky, and when he speaks this time a small lick of green flame escapes his mouth.*

What the fuck, you fucking idiot?! Like hell he is! The shit kind of operator are you, not even fucking researching your targets properly - he's got a lot of friends, like me, and you just got yourself in a ton of shit. See how YOU like being incinerated.

*That small lick of flame turns into a huge gout of green fire, aimed squarely at the clone.*

Phoenix, for his part, turns bright red at the clone's suggestion. Boy, touch a sensitive spot there, why don't you. So he's not really surprised to see Changeling fly off the handle.

He is vaguely surprised, however, that Changeling just called him his friend.

Progress, of a sort.

"And I know just how to make you mad." The smirk grew nasty, and seemed wrong when one knows the real Kon. "Com'on, let's see you try to scorch me, greenie." He taunted as he flew upwards.

*That makes Changeling pause, just for a moment. What was the clone planning? He needed to stay calm, but jesus christ this guy was annoying, especially that nasty smirk. Changeling growls and stops breathing fire for a moment in order to talk.*

You want to see me try, huh? My fucking pleasure!

*And then, suddenly, he turns into a huge green dragon and breathes a much, much larger stream of green fire at the clone.*

O SNAP IT'S A DRAGON GET IN THE CAR.

Phoenix stares in disbelief. It's the first true demonstration of Changeling's abilities he's really seen aside from the occasional sex switch, and it gives him a whole new respect for Changeling's power.

And also conveniently distracts him from remembering about the damn flashlight. Whups.

He barrel rolled, and dived towards the ground, barely dodging the flames - though the smell of burnt Lycra fills the air as he sweep the ground for large and heft objects to Telekinetically toss at Changeling.

*Changeling lets out a deep bellow as he swings around in mid-air, wings working in powerful strokes to follow the clone. He stops breathing fire as soon as he's turned towards the ground, because Phoenix is down there. It'd make his rescue attempt pretty pointless if he accidentally toasted the lawyer to a crisp.

Instead he chases the clone down, landing and stomping forward to try striking with his claws. THOOM.*

Phoenix decides that the best thing he can do right now is to roll out of the way. Actually, the best thing he could do is use the goddamn flashlight, but he's really sort of distracted by the sight, and by his throbbing head and nose. Silly lawyer, fights are for kids.

Benches buckled and spun in a deadly projectile at the dragon, while lamp posts ripped out of the ground, metal screeching.

"Bite down on this!"

*Oh holy crap, that was an impressive show of power - and a painful one. Changeling's dragon form had a thickly armoured hide, but it couldn't absorb all the force of the mangled metal objects as they hit, and it was very hard to dodge whilst he was this large.

There's a series of solid thunking noises and growls, and then a yell as Changeling's focus gives out from the pain and he loses his shifting, dropping back to human form. The last lamp post hits with a loud CRACK as this happens, and he gets sent spinning back through the air, skidding across the ground to a halt.

It's going to take a moment for him to shake off the pain and be able to shift again.*

"Changeling!"

Damnit, he's getting wasted, and here Phoenix is, and he can't do a thing about it!

...wait. DUH.

Phoenix thwaps his forehead. Stupid stupid Phoenix. He drags the flashlight out of his pocket and aims it RIGHT at Kon's clone, flicking it on. He just hopes this works.

"Well, I told th...THE FUCK!" He yelped when he crashed into the ground the light dulling his senses.

"...So the bitch gave you that." He groaned as he rolled onto his hands and knees, his eyes briefly glowed under the red light, but dimmed, unable to summon head vision.

*Changeling shakes his head and pulls himself up onto his feet. My, those are some nicely burnt arms quickly disappearing under a covering of dragon scales. He circles around to the side of the clone and draws more knives.*

If you don't leave right the fuck now I'll gut you like a squealing pig. And if you come near Phoenix again, I'll do so much fucking worse.

*He really, really sounds like he means that.*

Phoenix manages to push himself up, keeping the light of the flashlight on the clone as he does. The blood from his nose is liberally covering the area around his mouth at this point, but he ignores it in favor of making sure the clone can't do any more harm.

His stomach turns a bit hearing Changeling's threats. However, he's aware of Changeling's modus operandi, so it's hardly surprising. And anyway, this guy just saved his life. Hardly a time to be judging.

He trains the light on the clone, going over to pick up the items that fell out of his pockets.

He snarled at the two as he pulled himself up to his feet. The clone swayed - breathless from the impact. He crouched slightly, hands raised, as though he was considering the idea of lunging at Changeling.

He instead step back, and quickly turn to run, his face red from rage and humiliation, next time he thought... next time.

*Changeling watches him go before sheathing his knives with a sigh. Damn, his arms hurt. He'd better not drop the dragon scales until he was away from Phoenix.

... Oh, right. Phoenix. He glances at the other man guardedly.*

Are you alright? Your face is covered in blood.

Phoenix blinks. Even though he knows, he still brings his hand to his face and pulls it away. Eyurrgh, that's bad.

"I'll... I'll be all right. Nose might be broken, but all things considered it could've been a lot worse. What about you? It looked like he got you really hard..."

He looks embarrassed. "I probably should've pulled that out sooner. Sorry."

Hmn? Oh, I'll be just fine. I've had worse. *Not by much, but he's not going to say that.*

It might've helped, but you were pretty shaken up. And it's not like you're used to combat *he goes to fold his arms across his chest then thinks better of it with a slight wince.*

As long as you're alright, I suppose I'll be leaving.

"W...wait."

Phoenix holds an arm out to stop him. "Changeling... thank you. If you hadn't been there to stop him, I'm not sure I'd still be here right now. I'm sorry you had to bail me out of something I should've realized was a trap..."

He bites his lip. He tastes the blood, but doesn't seem to react. "Um... and I'm sorry if I wasn't sensitive to your situation a while ago," he adds.

*Changeling stares at Phoenix for a moment.* So you're here because he, what, he tricked you? Phoenix, you should be more careful! Honestly, when you're investigating this sort of thing, you shouldn't wander around alone.

Hmn. Whatever, it's fine *or he just doesn't want to talk about it.*

Phoenix looks sheepish. "I know. I guess I lulled myself into a false sense of security knowing I had the red sun flashlight. I won't be doing this again, believe me," he says.

He sighs at Changeling's response. "I... guess you're not going to let me off that easy. It's okay, I suppose. You don't have to. But I'm making an earnest effort to try and understand them better as people, and I have you to thank for forcing me to reassess things. Even if you don't want to talk to me about it, I just wanted you to know that."

He looks away, a bit. "I guess I'd better get going myself. Need someone to look at this busted nose of mine..."

*Changeling's expression softens a bit* Good. And good. That's... really all I wanted to achieve, honestly.

Take care getting back. *He makes a face* Hmn, my boyfriend is going to be annoyed at having to patch me up again but I'd better just get back and get it over with.

*He gets out his PINpoint and disappears.*

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