[Gulf City] 30th Street and 1st Ave
The area known as 'Radio Row' is the media center of Olympus Island.
The streets are filled with the sounds of music, news, and indiscriminate
sounds playing almost 24 hours a day from the various stations and
electronic stores that line the avenues. The energy here during the day is
high, as band members and would-be celebrities rush from recording studios
to filming studios and back, stopping briefly at the few tiny cafes and
coffee houses that squeeze between mixtures of brick, single-story offices
and huge warehouses being used as soundstages.
Taking up a good chunk of one of the blocks are the offices and
broadcasting facilities of WOLY, the island's largest media concern. The
front of the building has a huge video screen, showing whatever is playing
on the island's local television broadcast. Farther down the road is Orange
Crate, a struggling recording studio that many of the island's bands book
low-rate time in, right next door to WSUX (88.7 FM), the popular voice of
non-mainstream culture on the island and alternate music station.
The music and voices that fill this area are replaced somewhat by
more electronic noises as one passes the numerous electronic shops that dot
the local landscape, most selling televisions, computers, and radios, but
some concerning themselves with more 'specialized' items.
Darren Stelling is outside of the WOLY building, a camerman near him, "This
is just amazing. The animal is making its way up the street."
Bull seems to be agitated and upset, swiping with his horns.
Dragonfist was grocery shopping. Was. That is, until a children came running
through the alley ways, yelling something about a rampaging bull down by
30th and 1st. Hopefully, the milk won't spoil before he gets back to where
he hid the items and changed, before leaping rooftop-to-rooftop towards the
scene...
Hearing the sounds of cars piling into a single place, Phoenix takes to the
sky from 70th street and makes her way as quickly as she can to the scene of
the bull. Wings ablaze to announce her presence to anyone glancing skyward,
she swoops down toward the rampaging animal, formulating a plan. A very
simple, unmeditated plan.
Bull runs into the middle of traffic and charges a car, swiping with his
horns.
The car receives a nasty dent as its shoved back a nit.
Dragonfist lands with a final leap not far from the raging animal. " Please
clear the area. Animal Control will arrive shortly..." the monk says loudly,
yet awfully calm. " Until then, I shall deal with the animal..."
Darren Stelling speaks into his microphone, "Dragpnfist is here, and rather
calm. This reporter waits to see the results."
The people running away seem more than happy to let Dragonfist deal with the
animal.
Phoenix dives, "Teamwork will accomplish what one can do in more time!" She
changes course, moving down where the bull's path seems to take it, her eyes
watching for people in the way.
Bull sees the flaming woman and starts zigzagging, making a wailing cry as
he tries to run somewhere, and seeming to be confused.
Dragonfist dashes forwards, easily surpassing the bull without pushing his
movement. Without hesitation, he attempts to place it in an intricate
headlock. Apparently, he's done little more then read about bulls...
Dragonfist gets the beast by the neck, and keeps the hold. " Be calm..." he
speaks softly, " You will not be harmed..."
Darren Stelling speaks, "Amazing! Dragonfist has actually grabbed onto the
beast, and is holding him."
Bull snorts and makes a cry, but remains in Dragonfist's grip.
Phoenix adjusts her course to the bull's, snatching one man out of harm's
way with a bit of visible effort in carrying him, landing gently nearby.
"You'll be safe, sir! Just go!" Again, she goes off on crowd control.
"Everyone find a place that isn't here!"
The man runs, "You don't have to tell /me/ twice!"
Bull struggles a bit, trying to get out of Dragonfist's grip, but can't.
Darren Stelling moves closer, with the cameraman, "They seem to have the
animal well in hand. Where it came from is a mystery."
Dragonfist keeps his hold for now, and takes a moment to look the beast
over, maybe for some sort of identying tag or mark...
Dragonfist finds an ordinary, shaggy bull. " Hmmm..."
Bull seems to calm down in Dragonfist's grip, but still snorts unhappily.
Phoenix wishes she'd know whether a blinded bull likes to not go anywhere
like a horse does, according to her unreliable sources. "Mister reporter,
I'll need to ask you to please get back away from the area of danger!" She
turns over midair, adjusting course again, her flames going out. A quick
landing follows, her wings folding in. "That is not a local animal."
Darren Stelling moves back a bit, "Phoenix is coming in to investigate now.
The danger is over, it seems."
Dragonfist nods solemnly to Phoenix. His grip stays firm, but not harmful
towards the Bull. " Do you know where it is from? I am unfamiliar with
cattle..."
Animal Control arrives. A man gets out, then asks Dragonfist, "Do you think
you can hold it a bit longer? The Sandovals are on their way from Green
Valley."
Phoenix shakes her head. "Not even an idea, aside from that we have no wooly
bullies on the island." She grins slightly, in good humor. She nods in
greeting to the Animal Control people, then surveys the area for people who
didn't quite make it out of the bull's way.
Darren Stelling rubs his chin in thought, "Hmm..Wooly Bully."
Most of the people seem to be unharmed. A few cars are damaged, though.
Dragonfist nods to the animal control people, " I shall wait. " He says, and
decides to check for any injuries...
Within a short time, a truck with a trailer pulls up, directed by police. A
man in his late 40's gets out with a younger man, and walks towards
Dragonfist. "Okay, we're going to rope him and put him in the truck. You
hold him until I say you no do it, si?"
Dragonfist nods solemnly, and readies himself.
The two men rope the bull, and the younger backs the truck towards the
animal, trailer end towards it. Between the three men, the animal is herded
into the trailer and enclosed, "Si, that'll do 'er. Gracias."
Darren Stelling asks the cameraman, "Are you getting all this?"
Phoenix asks the older man, "Sir, where do these bulls come from?"
The older man looks at Phoenix, "These type of cattle, they come from
Europe. I don' know what he doing here. Poor fella."
Phoenix looks thoughtful. "Odd that it should be loosed here. And most
difficult. How healthy is he?"
The man shakes his head, "We won' know until we get him back to the rancho
and have the doctor see him. He's looking okay to me, but he need a
checkover." He nods to her, "Si, it is funny for him running through a city
here."
Phoenix nods. "If he is very healthy, then whomever brought him knows how to
care for animals over long trips. Thank you!"
The man bows, then moves to go back to the truck. He gets in and they drive
off.
Darren Stelling tells the cameraman, "Inside! Quick! I have a great idea!!"
People begin going back to normal, now that the bull has been removed.
Dragonfist sees the Bull off, and goes to retrieve his milk...
Phoenix waves to Dragonfist. "Well done! I've not before seen such a capable
bullwrestler."
Dragonfist thinks .oO(Bull...wrestler?) And returns the wave, before
dissapearing...