Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-5180556-20150416032731/@comment-26104528-20150507065253

"Fritz, on the clock!" called Stella as they saw the Rhino charging full force at them. She clicked off the radio while unholstering her pistols.

Fritz put his foot to the accelerator, staring down the rhino as the armored SUV steadily and rapidly gained speed. ''40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters... ''As soon as the rhino was within a guesstimated 15 meters, Fritz grabbed the handbrake, flung the wheel to the left, and sent the car into a drift.

Meanwhile, Stella took the cue and through her open window gave Rhino the middle finger while unloading cryogenic rounds into the armored russian mobster. Even covered in ice, the rhino's momentum still had enough energy to keep carrying him forward.

That's when Fritz booted up his SUV's flight capabilities. The armored car's wheels swung downward and the internal repulsors lifted it off the road and over Rhino. Still having some momentum from the drift, the car had turned a full 180 and was now facing Rhino's back. No better time than now "Countermeasures, now!" fritz called. A panel on the hood slid open and out came a quad-barreled Metal Storm turret. Two grenade launcher barrels poked out of the grill.

"Countermeasures online!" CATSAI reported. Fritz fired a quick burst of everything at Rhino before he turned the flying car around to give chase to Goblin, who was now speeding away from a quartet of Quinjet missiles.

"This is all just a distraction! Blitz through and don't waste any time with these clowns, not while they have the symbiote! I'm getting a head-start on Goblin. Rogers, I want you and Romanoff to see to what used to be Venom. Cyclops, don't you even think about letting some bozo who can't afford real clothes and a creep with an octopus fetish slow you down!"

Obviously, Goblin's tiny little glider was far more manuverable than the brick-like Chevorlet Tahoe, but Fury's experience with the vehicle translated straight into Fritz's movements as he weaved through the Vale cityscape. All he needed to do was keep the pressure on Goblin until a certain somebody with more manuverability than everyone here showed up.

"Stark, I see you on my IFF. Wanna give me a hand against lizard-boy here? SUVs weren't built for dogfighting y'know."

(Oh man, I just realized none of our people have flying as a superpower.)