you won't like me when I'm angry [open log]

[zen_en_vert]

Who: Bruce Banner, Fear, and eventually open.
What: Bruce takes a pot shot at Fear, in revenge for the whole buried alive week. The results are catastrophic.
Where: Initially outside the clinic, then all over the city.
When: Feb 1st
Warnings: Hulk violence, plus injuries? Will update if it gets more specific.

It starts at the end of a clinic shift. Hawkeye hasn't made it in today, and Bruce is telling himself that the man is probably just busy, but anxiety is coiling tight in his stomach, because the clinic isn't doing so well. Managing the blisters alone from the mass burial has cleaned them out for bandages and ointment, and as much as he tries to scavenge more, supplies in the city are limited-

He shuts the door behind him, and turns around to see a familiar figure on the street out front. Fear has been so exclusively there over the network that he actually can't place him in person for the first few seconds, so he just stands there in a blinking daze.

About forty five seconds later, the first crash echoes through Hadriel's streets. Next comes the roar. Glass rattles across the whole town in windowpanes, and the Hulk begins to run, bringing chaos with him where he goes.

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[casperdisaster]

Out on the street, Noah remembers his first conversation with Bruce, where Bruce had told him what he could do. That if he went all green and uncontrollable, what Noah should do is call Tony or Steve and get as much out of the way as possible.

Noah realizes with slow dawning horror that Tony and Steve are gone.

His first thought is to make a run for it anyway. He doesn't know how long Bruce has been on a rampage at this point, he might tire himself out (does he get tired? Will he turn back into the mild mannered Bruce Banner on his own?) and he did say to run for it. Noah would just be doing what he was told to do.

A sense of guilt still settles heavily in where his stomach would be if he was a living breathing boy still as he sort of edges to hide between buildings. He also remembers how upset Bruce was recounting how much damage he did like this, the people he hurt when he couldn't control it. Noah, technically, couldn't be hurt like this. Not by Bruce anyway. The memory of that grief gets him to come out from his hiding place again.

Maybe... maybe Noah can just ... talk to him... and he'll be normal again?

"Mister - Mister Banner? Bruce?"

[whichend]

It takes Arya a moment to realize that the person Bruce (if he's still Bruce at all) is attacking. It's not a person at all. It's Fear.

She springs into action at that moment, letting instinct drive her. Arya distantly remembers Bruce telling her she should run if he ever turned green, but it's not a memory she heeds, not completely. Arya grabs Needle and then she does run, but she runs towards green-Bruce instead of away from him.

She's able to use her small stature to her advantage here, ducking into smaller spaces that the much larger man can't fit through. Arya tracks him this way, darting from place to place as quickly as she's able.

Fear might not have been particularly badly damaged, but the city is a different story. This destruction is wrong, it isn't Bruce at all, and Arya realizes she can't do any good if she's hidden. So she climbs the outside of the store until she's standing on its roof, like she used to do in Braavos. Arya doubts green-Bruce will notice her if she's so small; she's got to get some height.

"Hey!" she shouts. "Give Bruce back!"

[lingeringfear]

It's not often that he appears in person- in fact, he hasn't done it before now. But he can sense the knot of fear radiating from this place and so he watches for awhile, curious to find the source of it, to see if he can replicate it. All that Bruce seems to do is putter around the building that he's claimed as a public hospital of sorts, and Fear wouldn't say he's disappointed, but he certainly feels as if the afternoon has been wasted.

Bruce locks up and Fear walks out of the air, stepping onto the ground below his feet and waits for the man to turn and see him. He doesn't have to wait very long.

"I have a question for you."

Normally, he'd settle for communicating over Hope's useful devices, but his attention is already focused on this place and he'd rather know his answers now, rather than get a response whenever Bruce feels like checking his phone. Fear's posture itself certainly isn't very threatening- for all that he looms over the network, he seems almost weedy in person, dressed in normal civilian clothes, hands tucked in his pockets. It'd be easy to mistake him for just another person caught up in the city if one didn't know better.

[greywaren]

Ronan doesn't think twice. He doesn't have time to. The sounds of destruction seem to echo closer and closer to their part of the city and he's not the type of person to run for cover, so he grabs his trusty baseball bat and moves to leave the house, slamming the door behind him and running out into the street.

He's not an idiot. He knows who this is by now and he has some semblance of an idea of what's going on. Bruce has warned him enough times, even if Ronan is surprised by the size of him- but it doesn't matter and he won't back down. If there's even the slightest chance that he can distract Bruce long enough to keep him away from their house and everyone in it, then he'll take it.

His hand tightens on the baseball bat as Banner rampages closer to his street, and Ronan squares himself up, all seventeen year old human boy preparing himself to meet an incredible monster. After all, death is preferable to running, as long as you're facing down the thing that kills you.

[werewolfing]

[what in the hell is that?

usually peter knows better than to run toward the sound of rampant destruction, but this time...well, he recognizes the sound of agonizing rage when he hears it, and there's an uncomfortable twist low in his belly as his swadisthana tells him that something is very wrong indeed. following the sound of chaos is easy, but when he gets close enough to see...no way. no way that the green rage machine is the same person who had so gently bandaged his hands. except it totally is.]

Hey! You, green guy! What's your deal?

[fervence]

The sound of the roar in the streets outside is enough to have Lloyd grabbing up his swords and darting out the door after the noise. It's too early for the door to have opened again from what he's seen in this place so far, and after the excursion into the caves a week ago, the monster presence in Hadriel should be less of an issue in general.

And he doesn't recognize the roar, besides. That can't bode well for everyone here.

He follows the noise and destruction and skids into view of the Hulk just a few minutes later. It's big and green and definitely not anything that Lloyd's come across before, but there's something sort of... human looking about it? "Hey!" Lloyd shouts to get its attention, drawing his swords in front of him.