lung, meet rewind

[msrewind]

She gets the note just before lunch. She's in the PHQ in less than twenty minutes, then she knocks on Piggot's door politely.

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[msrewind]

Nothing interesting happens until the ten minutes are up.

When they are, two thugs detach from the rest and walk to her. She takes a step back. "What do you want?"

"We are taking you to Lung," one of them says. The other is silent.

"Lung's not coming here?"

"No."

[thinkering]

"Dad, get ready to be re-pathed..."

[acanofworms]

"This has just gotten more complicated. Miss Militia, I need you and Dauntless to come closer to the target. Don't make it obvious, make it look like a natural detour from your patrol route."

[msrewind]

Rewind waits patiently to be escorted, then, throwing the thugs dirty looks. They approach and hold her by the arm-

-and suddenly the bots start receiving a large and shifting number of identical transmissions, new ones appearing and the old ones disappearing after a few seconds, all of them with the exact same parametres but increasingly far from the warehouse.

[thinkering]

"What the hell -" Lorica says, as the base station tries to keep up with its projection.

[acanofworms]

"Lorica, what's happening? Are your bots defective?"

[thinkering]

"They are not! We've got unexpected cape on the scene -"

[mxglam]

The camera they left on the ceiling of the warehouse, however, catches exactly what's going on when the Rewind-copy and one of the thugs dissolve into white dust.

"It's Oni Lee! Lung must've recruited him. Lorica, can you unscramble the feeds?"

[thinkering]

"I'm working on it!"

Eventually the bots figure out a protocol to deprecate information from a temporary duplicate and provide a moving update of where Oni Lee is taking the fake Rewind.

[acanofworms]

He is, apparently, taking the fake Rewind a long way away to the northwest, teleporting only as far as he can find stable landings to teleport to.

"Follow him, try to remain undetected, the plan may still work," Armsmaster calls, and the noise of his motorcycle starting can be heard in the background halfway through the sentence.

[thinkering]

Transit follows in fewer, longer hops as the bot paths him along to discreet landing places.

[msrewind]

Oni Lee is fast, being able to just go wherever he's looking, and he gains on the heroes easily, crossing half the city in only a few minutes. Eventually he arrives with the Rewind-copy at another warehouse, this one with a metal table and a chair right in the middle, and completely empty of any other content.

"Sit," Oni Lee orders.

"Why?" Rewind asks.

"Sit," he repeats, shoving her toward the chair. "Wait." When she does sit, he looks out the one non-boarded window and after a few seconds becomes dust.

[thinkering]

"Pathing Dad to new signaled location... Bot, bounce it to the comms for everybody relevant."

"Done," chirps the bot.

[msrewind]

And the waiting game happens yet again.

At least that gives the heroes some time to regain their lost positions.

[mxglam]

Glam conjures another hidden camera there, and after ten minutes, Oni Lee reappears, wearing his more usual demon mask, with Lung in tow, unmasked. Not that that makes much of a difference, even with a mask his heavily tattooed body is always visible, and he'd be easily recognizable in public.

[msrewind]

"You came. I thought you would not have."

"Of course I came, you have my parents! Where are they? Are they even alive? If you kill me the heroes will know it!"

"I told you not to warn them," he says, voice thick with menace.

"I didn't warn them, but if I suddenly disappear you're obviously the first suspect."

"Hmm."

"Where are my parents?"

"Alive."

"I want proof."

He nods, and gestures at another thug, who goes outside and returns with a TV set on an extension cord. The set shows a video of her parents.

"How do I know it's not a recording?" she asks.

[mxglam]

Glam expects to see the soft glint of a dark camera in a dark corner, barely there...

And their expectation is met.

[msrewind]

Rewind carries on, unsuspecting of the locator now broadcasting her parents' location.

"What do you want?"

"I want power. To unify all Asian gangs under only one."

"What do you want with me?"

"Power," he repeats. "You are powerful. You on their side are a thorn. You on ours are power."

"Then you have to prove to me that my parents are still alive."

"You see them on this video."

"It could be a recording."

"It is not."

[mxglam]

"It isn't," Glam agrees. "Lorica's bot network should be getting a locator signal there about now. I managed to conjure it there."

[thinkering]

"Yep. Comming location. Pathing," Lorica says.

[acanofworms]

The parents are together, sitting, with two thugs pointing guns at their heads.

"Act normally, pretend you don't believe him," Armsmaster instructs. "Transit, do you have good enough reaction time to rescue them or will you be bringing Rewind with you?"

[mxglam]

"It might be better to bring Rewind anyway, if Lung suspects anything..."

[sundayfish]

"Depends on how fast the gunmen are."

[acanofworms]

"Both your armors can deal with bullets, can't they?"

[thinkering]

"Yes. Glam could armor them up? They don't look attached to anything, just aimed-at."