Post by Poison on Jan 11, 2022 17:08:10 GMT
Jordan kind of wished the speedster just gave a classic "shut up" but she supposed his approach was smoother. Some times there was a need to a range the room, students couldn't help but have commentary. And a school for metas only made it worse. So many of the heroes or heroes to be, villains and wana be villains they used banter threats or questions. For some it helped cope, some a tactic, who knew? Maybe it was all just a trope they fell into. Jordan herself didn't plan to leave, she hoped that didn't sour the opinion of her. This was eventually going to be a shot to stop a villain though and she wanted to be apart of that.
Gawain went on to say a lot, and yet nothing at all. That was where Jordan concluded his words had went. Simply listing possible answers as a way to not give an answer. Thennhe hyped himself up cause he gave reason for heroes not to punch heroes. Again a nothing answer, like saying "by being a garbage customer I keep workers from arguing". Of course things got heated and could result in butting heads. But the fact one day Diva a might punch a hero for not exposing enough thigh otherwise, didn't justify Gawain taking off heads.
Wasn't much longer before Novus introduced herself and Daystar took action. Jordan couldn't follow it way to fast. Her senses though elevated saw it more like flickering bodies. She processed it more by the growing heat of the room, the strange feeling of movement in the air. Hints of stiffness followed by seeming like everything shifted at once. All of which happening at a so incremental moment of time she struggled to entirely get it. Then the room was clear.
And like that her plan was gone. Enough destruction to level a wall, heat and explosive force that demolished much of the ceiling. And if one was
sharp enough in their awareness maybe they would notice a twitch. A slight jolt of a reaction as if given a shot, having come from Jordan as the drop of Poison evaporated. She suffered nothing else though to far back in the room to experience much of the blast. Scramjet moves, it's faster then Jordan without question but she could follow direction. A yell for Bascilla to go for ears gave Jordan the idea to go for the eyes.
In the fight with Scramjet and some devil not that long ago it seemed to become clear even the heavier hitters might not be an advised tactic. She didn't know all the details about she felt like punching him probably wasn't the answer but she didn't come here planning to anyway. Instead a small orb forms in her hand, a leap is made over the chairs and like a bullet the web is shot toward the tyrant. She tried to set up so if dodged it went wide and hit some wall. Ideally though the web would pop against the brow of Gawain.
Webbing looked to cover his eyes, the substance a hard thing to pull away for even someone who could throw a car. Sticky enough to make efforts to remove it probably more painful then useful. But of course she was Poison the webbing was a delivery system, and the toxin of choice hogsweed. The sap of a plant that upon contact could cause third degree burns and blindness. She felt like trying to murder a villain in another heroes hands was in pore form. But trying to strip him of senses she was okay with doing. "You stole his chance to monologue."