Double the Trouble, Double the Fun? (Danny Rand)

[Betty Brant]

Sucking in her breath, Betty was forced to throw herself flat against the side of the wall as a boomerang slipped mere centimeters by her midsection. Luckily, she didn't have to worry about it hitting her from behind due to the close quarters of the alleyway and the thing, weighted by the looks of it, barreled into a set of trashcans, sending them tumbling and falling all over the ground.

Not pausing to catch her breath, she knew she had no time and with her batons gripped tightly in her hands, she again took off in pursuit of the masked menace known as Boomerang.

Apparently some sort of pitcher of sorts, he now found a life of crime and throwing particularly nasty weapons at people to be a more profitable life. Another boomerang was tossed her way...

Tired of leaping and dodging, she raised her batons, slapping them together above her head so they comprised a single entity, which she then brought down with precision timing to knock the casted weapon to the ground without breaking a stride.

What might have been worry flashed across Boomerang's face as he darted underneath a street light, but it was too quick to really tell. One might be wondering right about now why Betty was even chasing this hooligan and the answer was simple; he'd stolen something. What exactly the object was? That was unknown to her, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that a guy crawling out of a broken window during the dead of night is up to no good.

She had yelled, "STOP!" but, as usual, it had done about as much good as a match in a snowstorm and the villain had simply taken off pell-mell. Hence, this elaborate and unneccesary chase.

Gritting her teeth, she turned the corner, instinctively ducking and rolling as her ears were greeted by the familiar whistle of a thrown boomerang flying overhead; that was going to get real old, real fast. She had to catch this guy fast or before long she'd find herself eating through a straw for the rest of her life after a hit from one of those boomerangs.

[Danny Rand]

A perfect event to stretch the legs. Danny leapt from the rooftop and down into the alleyway. He crouched down as he landed and looked around, before diving off in one direction. This alley was part of an entire network of alleyways, and if his plan worked, then he could bump into the bad guy and take him down. Classic.

He ran through the alleyways, his boots silencing every move he made, as he turned through the tiny streets. Finally, he turned the corner where he planned to run into Boomerang, only to find him facing the other way. What the hell was he doing? He peered around the side to see a woman about his age, dressed in combat gear. Different.

Danny reached out and tapped Boomerang on the shoulder, as he power up his hand. The villain turned around, to be met by Danny's glowing fist, and Boomerang flew back into the wall.

"You might want to get clear, Miss, this is about to get violent," Danny told the woman as Boomerang struggled up.

[Betty Brant]

"You might want to get clear, Miss, this is about to get violent,"

This being said from the muscled guy in a karate uniform as he gave Boomerang something to think about in the form of a hard-packed fist, which happened to be glowing. Odd.

Raising one brow, she gave a baton in her hand an idol twirl and barely stopped herself from laughing, "Clear out because of violence? Pschaw, that's the reason i'm here!"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Boomerang starting to recover, his hands going to yet another of his infamous weapons. "Look out!" Steeling her muscles, Betty readied herself to dive forward and knock the karate guy out of harm's way, but it turned out that wasn't needed as the boomerang shot off straight up into the air...and started to release an ear-splitting, god-forsaken noise!

Tearing at the insides of her head, both of Betty's weapons dropped to the ground, forgotten, as she clamped both hands down on her ears. It had to stop, it had to stop!

Through blurred vision (as tears had cropped up from the pain) she saw Boomerang scramble up and take off... she knew that the weapon he threw would soon get far enough away for the debilitating noise to disappear, but it sure as hell gave him a decent running headstart. Shaking off the pain, she scooped up her baton's and took off at a sprint, blowing by Danny without looking back. "Lemme know if i'm moving too fast for you." She called out as she let her body lean forward, her legs pumping powerfully beneath her as a series of parkour and free running maneuvers put her hot on the trail of the fast-running Boomerang.

It was good to know that she had someone else to help her out, but she sure as heck wasn't going to wait all day for him. When she caught up to Boomerang, she'd clean him up with or without the guy's help; hell, she probably didn't even need it.

( OOC: Perhaps Boomerang lures them somewhere and then the 2nd baddie leaps into action from there? Perhaps somewhere he/she/it has an advantage? )

[Danny Rand]

"Clear out because of violence? Pschaw, that's the reason i'm here!"

Danny stared at the woman for a moment, before turning back to Boomerang.

"Urm, right. Not sure whether that's good or bad," Danny replied as he readied to throw another punch at Boomerang.

Suddenly, there was a flicker of movement, and he saw a boomerang fly up into the air. He immediately expected a bomb of some sort, and grabbed a hold of the woman beside him, to throw the pair to the ground. Instead though, a screech erupted from the boomerang, and Danny collapsed to the ground in pain. His eardrums felt as though they were about to burst, and he lost all concentration.

As it began to fade, he looked up to see Boomerang to be gone, and the woman in hot pursuit. Danny immediately sprang up, firing off after the pair.

"Lemme know if i'm moving too fast for you."

"Right back at you," Danny replied as he caught up with the woman.

"Come on, if we turn left here, we can catch him before he hits the street, and we can corner him from there, at the park. Considering the time, it'll be fairly empty, and give us enough room to take him out. If you're up for it of course."

Danny turned left as the turn came and pelted across the pavement, determined to block off Boomerang.

"So, what can I call you mysterious partner of mine?"

[Betty Brant]

Hearing the stranger's voice, Betty had to admit she was a bit surprised, the guy had some speed. One brow raised on her face (the part that was visible anyhow, she took his suggestion and curved left.

"So, what can I call you mysterious partner of mine?"

Uhh... she was struck a bit speechless, after all, she'd never really considered the need for a name and for a split second, "Betty Brant" almost slipped out. Of course, she couldn't give her real identity, that was just stupid.

Frowning, she cursed her stupidity at not even thinking up a name, what was she playing at? Luckily for her, it didn't take them long to catch sight of the elusive Boomerang and it gave he a distraction, "There!"

Using a baton, she jabbed towards the back of the costumed convict as he leapt onto a small brick wall that seperated the street from the park. Without hesitating, Betty brought one arm back then whipped it forward violently, releasing the baton at the last possible moment; it whipped through the air, cutting the distance with ease and striking the back of Boomerang's knee, knocking his leg out from underneath him and sending him toppling. Hah! He wasn't the only one with a decent throwing arm.

The next few seconds took the dynamic duo to the wall, which would only take a brief moment for them to climb over. Pausing there, she shot her companion a wink, "Need some help getting over this, tough guy?"

Feeling especially giddy since she was about to have her first villain capture, Betty thought a little joking was appropriate. What could be waiting beyond the wall except a downed, hurt Boomerang?

[Danny Rand]

"I was about to ask you the same thing, Miss," Danny smirked in reply as he bounded over the wall in one swift movement.

He landed in a crouch in an old construction yard, and looked around. Interesting, but where was Boomerang? He stepped forward, and noticed that his foot had landed in a puddle, and that there were many pools of water scattered across the floor.

"Okay, interesting..." he muttered to himself.

It hadn't rained in a few weeks in this part of NYC. How was there this many puddles?

"You've got nowhere to run, Boomerang. Come on out!"