Clint clears his throat. He had missed being on patrol the last few months. These guys were obviously just paid henchmen, probably wouldnt be that much of a challenge for him. He smiled though because he knew it would be fun.
"Hey Laurel and Hardy, if your trying to be sneaky , its not working."
((OOC: Just try to remember to post in past tense, please?))
Stan and Kyle exchanged a look that might have almost been an 'oh shit'. But they could deal with this. They could deal with anything.
Their target lay still on the ground, and Kyle raised his club again. He jerked his chin to the left, and Stan darted right. Master Kenneth loved it when they brought home something extra. Anyway, witnesses were bad. Witnesses had to die. Master Kenneth said so.
((*Kicks self* I keep switching between third and first dont I? Got to stop doing that.))
Clint had smirked. These guys obviously had no Idea who he was. Sure the world had declared him dead, but he was righ there. Clint had jumped up in the air and put an arrow onto his bow. The arrow was just a kick stunner for the man with the club. He aimed at the Club and released, he had made sure the other guy couldnt sneak up on him. Hired thugs, what can you do.
"Step away from the him. You wont like what I can do to you."
Kyle and Stan exchanged a look as Kyle hit the ground with a groan. It was an important look. It was a look that said If we mess this up the boss with gut us and wear our intestines as jewelry look. Besides, they'd taken down costumed fuckheads before. Did it all the time for the Master, in fact.
After all, the Master had given them his protections. And Kyle was already feeling much better.
Stan charged as Kyle rolled to his feet, going in high as Kyle came in low. They would make the master very proud. Someone like this could probably fuel a dozen spells.
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"Hey Laurel and Hardy, if your trying to be sneaky , its not working."
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Stan and Kyle exchanged a look that might have almost been an 'oh shit'. But they could deal with this. They could deal with anything.
Their target lay still on the ground, and Kyle raised his club again. He jerked his chin to the left, and Stan darted right. Master Kenneth loved it when they brought home something extra. Anyway, witnesses were bad. Witnesses had to die. Master Kenneth said so.
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Clint had smirked. These guys obviously had no Idea who he was. Sure the world had declared him dead, but he was righ there. Clint had jumped up in the air and put an arrow onto his bow. The arrow was just a kick stunner for the man with the club. He aimed at the Club and released, he had made sure the other guy couldnt sneak up on him. Hired thugs, what can you do.
"Step away from the him. You wont like what I can do to you."
He made his demand clear and to the point.
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After all, the Master had given them his protections. And Kyle was already feeling much better.
Stan charged as Kyle rolled to his feet, going in high as Kyle came in low. They would make the master very proud. Someone like this could probably fuel a dozen spells.
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