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xxxxxxxxxxxx → ...it would seem he made a grievous mistake. Dr. Jones looked at Black Dove and back at Sabertooth and sighed. "S-Sorry..." he mutters out to Sabertooth. Apologies won't really make it up for everything, but if he can help him with whatever Sabertooth needs to be helped with, then maybe it can get him back onto the man's good grace...hopefully. "Yuriko, the Tarzan thing is really getting old, get some new materials."

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xxxxxxxxxxxx → Joshua, embarrassed at what Yuriko pointed out, quickly put it away, only to realize something that made him pause... from what Black Dove said, he remembered that this world wasn't his world. If thats the case, then...how did she know about him? How does she know about the jokes that his Lady Deathstrike from his world would always tease him to? Something doesn't feel right...

"Give us a minute." He requested and pulled Yuriko away from the group and to a secluded area. Checking to see that the two were alone, he looked at the Japanese with a harsh gaze. "Talk, how the hell do you know about me? There's a small percentile that you and I are from the same San Francisco."

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xxxxxxxxxxxx → Spiral, oh he'd heard rumors of that dimensional crossing mutant. Joshua scoffed at the idea at first, but after this happened, he's willing to reconsider the possibility of her credibility. Joshua shook his head and sighed. "So the Yuriko that I met was actually you?" he murmured only to stop when Yuriko asked him about the String Theory. Taking a deep breath, he dove into his memories and began to recollect his time in his advance physics class back in college. The only reason he was in that class was because of his prerequisites that was necessary for him to have in order to go into medical school.

"I'm not too familiar with it, but I do remember some parts about it, it's the theory where it answers the age-old question of why we are here in this world in the eyes of a scientific mind." He's not too certain if that's the case, but he's willing to run across with that bet.

(Okay gang, this has been hung up long enough. Time to give this thread a kick in the pants!)

[Enter Big Daddy from Gotham City (some unknown time ago...)]

After questioning and 'disappearing' several mobsters with proper disposal to not arouse the attention of any of the bat crew, Damon Macready made his way back to the Big Apple where his war with Frank D'Amico continues. Being careful not to alert anyone to his presence, Big Daddy hoped to catch D'Amico himself at this seeming ambush.

However....

As the dark vigilante scans the scene with thermal imaging binoculars, he recognizes his own daughter with an elevated position on several costumes. While most Macready doesn't recognize, he does get the idea that they work for the New York gangster.

Learning enough about the new world he's been deposited in, Macready spots Sabertooth. From the rooftop vantage point, Big Daddy prepped one uzi with thermite ammo for when he would have to fight the regenerating mutant.

That was only good for close in fighting, but Damon had an idea. Realizing that the gothic redhead who moved like a thief came with Victor Creed and realizing that Skuld was the closest to his daughter -- the sorceress became target number one.

Carefully, Damon brought up a tactical sniper rifle and takes aim at Skuld from his perch through a window -- the only thing separating the mage from the outside. With a gentle squeeze of the trigger, Damon shoots the silenced rifle. The shatters the window and hits Skuld under her left armpit, the bullet transverses through the redhead's chest and exits the other side of her ribcage.

Stunned by the sudden pain through her, a wide-eyed Skuld gasps once before falling forward to lay motionless on the metallic staircase.

// Bleh. //


Victor froze when the sound of the gunshot hit his sensitive ears. It was quiet...too close for it to be such a quiet shot. It usually meant a silencer. And with what he and Skuld were trying to do, a silencer shot was a very bad sound to hear.

Turning on his heels, he sprang onto a nearby building and climbed up it as quickly as he could. She headed off towards the direction of the shot, and bolted towards a building when a familiar smell hit his nose. Blood. A familiar scent that he hadn't smelled since the car wreck where Skuld was tossed through a glass window.

Victor broke rather unceremoniously through a glass window an bolted through the hallway to where the scent of blood was the strongest. Teeth bared and claws ready to decapitate whatever he came across. What he found wasn't what he had been expecting though.

Skuld was gone.

There was no one on the floor.

Victor's nose picked up an unfamiliar scent the moment he got his mind off the sight and smell of Skuld's blood. But it was a second too late. He began to turn just as the click of the trigger rang out. Then the barely audible blast of the gun...

And then a very sharp pain sheering through his ribs.

He snarled and drew back, his foot sliding in the blood that lie on the floor. His head snapped up towards the source of the scent, and his face twisted into rage. Within the next second, he had sprung forward, charging towards the location of his shooter.

Victor sprang from the building he was in, and practically flew into the wall of the next building. His claws sank into the wall, and it didn't take much for him to smash a window to crawl into. He didn't know if he had been shot anywhere else, but he really didn't care. He was running on rage and adrenaline right now.

Victor swiftly made his way through the building and up the stairs. When he came to the floor closest to the top, he smashed throgh the window an lept his way around the side of the building. He wanted to get himself around the sniper. Going staight after the sniper head on wasn't smart, and it wasn't going to help Skuld.

So... if he could just get around to the other side...try to get the drop on the sniper, then he had a better chance of getting closer to the man.

Victor lept from one window to the edge of anothr. Then he latched onto the corner ofthe bulding and swung onto the ledge of another window. When he was in a position he thought would work, he crawled up onto the edge of the roof. He spotted a man in a cape standing next to an airconditioner, facing the window he had broken earlier.

Victor snarled and lept towards the man. Claws out, teeth bared, and hands ready to wrap around the man's neck.