OOC Two
Something crossed my mind, and it was bringing up my potential baggage which could directly affect the team. In the form of two, in-character and therefore totally reliable stories.
Chow Deng has always been the poster child for giving the martial arts a bad name. You might better know him by his stage name of Green Dragon. And I am not going to lie: while I have thus always survived our encounters, I do not always end them victorious or possessing of my senses, as he is quite the ferocious fighter.
To him, I am the embodiment of everything wrong with Western civilization: I am proud, loud, brave, impressive on the big screen, and so American in my love of firearms I could have only been conceived in France. The fact that his sister is somehow always brought up as a subject somehow, some way is also a thing - she is one of the few people who knows that Tex Walker is actually Ansel Moreau, although she has yet to figure out my other job. There's nothing between us as far as I know, but try telling a furious xenophobic kung fu expert who always sees the worst in the world around him that.
So, his talents. First, his reflexes are absurd, he's surprisingly skilled at defense, and he hits like a speeding car. I can outrun him, sure, but I'm one of the few. Seriously, do not go hand-to-hand with him unless you are more confident than I am - stay at a distance and taunt him with how stupid he is for not using a gun or something like a pragmatist of this century would. He's easy to enrage, and you should absolutely exploit this.
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Howler, on the other hand, is completely different. Mon Dieu, quelle femme. She is quite attractive, I will be honest about this, and it is rather distracting from time to time. And that voice! Je pourrais mourir!
In any case, her and I do not get along. She is surprisingly intolerant of death among others around her, going out of her way to avoid fatal blows to the living even as she efficiently and beautifully destroys the world around her with her screams. But I had to stop her, all the same, as making unauthorized bank withdrawals is generally frowned upon.
So when I tried to shoot that amulet off of her neck, figuring it was what was making her a threat, well... that went over like a lead balloon. Not the shot, mind you. Mon tir était incroyable - I was fire that day.
But the bullet somehow didn't catch right, as the attachment was stronger than I thought it would be and seemed to actually hurt her somehow, something I've never done when doing that. She thought I was trying to kill her, and refused to listen to reason, screaming that I can't have it or something. I couldn't hear her clearly, hilariously, as I had a hard time hearing her over dodging for my life and my hearing going on and off. She got away, to say the least, although she had to leave the money.
(The Stuntman lacks critical information about Howler's amulet that would put this into perspective.)
So, what you need to know. She can fly, she's ranged with sound manipulation, she can thankfully make a force field which stops the killing power of my firearms, she's creative and flexible with her powers, and unwilling to kill - and it's that last which confuses the brain. It's like... she's an angel on the wrong side of Heaven's war, and hasn't figured that out yet.