<div style="text-align: left;">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg.html)<br/></div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Moon Knight<br/><strong>Location:</strong> New York streets<br/><strong>Time: </strong> 14:50<br/><strong>Taggings:</strong> She Hulk<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Moon Knight Costume</div><br/>Moon Knight dispatched a battered Ultron that came swinging his way, an arm ripped of.<br/>The thing still sat up to try and attack her from behind but as he had planned, he stood ready to deal with her 'leftovers'. A stab in the neck with his truncheon, cut of some circuitry and moments later, he planted another small device inside it that finished of the Ultron. The flaring light left its optics, indicating its termination. The hand it had held out towards She Hulk, pre-emptively ended its charged blast attack and went limp.<br/>He casually cast asside the shredded and now crispy metallic exoskeleton and watched the grinning green titan with interest.<br/><br/>He had heard she had an odd sense of humor.<br/><strong><em>'...an odd sense of humor and large... euhm... fists. Yes fists is what we... I mean 'I' meant'</em></strong>he thought.<br/>He smiled behind his mask at her bossy and demanding response.<br/><strong>"You're just lucky...  I tend to plan ahead. AND that I do love a woman with a...<em> 'strong'</em> personality"</strong>Moon Knight granted the muscular and tall beauty a brief chuckle. Because just as he casually swung back the right side of his white cloak, lifting up his right arm, he managed to grab hold of the ladder that would allow them entry into the Moon-Copter. If anything Moon Knight gave a good performance for a 'normal'. If one could call a veteran like Moon Knight with selfproclaimed divine supervision 'normal'.<br/><strong>"Frenchie..." </strong>he said out loud, though undoubtably he spoke to some sort of build-in comm held by his mask<strong>"A trip for two to our nearest secondary hideout... after that head back to the main base for refuel".</strong><br/><em>"Oui mon ami." </em>the pilot said. A homosexual ex member of 'la legion étrange', the man had kept his flamboyant behaviour from his mercenary days yet developped a strong sense of loyalty to Moon Knight. He did not question the fact they'd have a passenger.<br/>Climbing up to make room for She-Hulk, Moon Knight spoke<strong>"It'll be a bit cramped in there. You have been warned miss."</strong><br/><br/>An uncommon sight... two heroes climbing a ladder while a crescent shaped stealthplane hovered over a rooftop.<br/>Suddenly the Moon Copter opened fire with its vulcan canons, turning slightly to face an incoming threat.<br/><em>"Vite vite!"</em>Frenchie said as Ultron robots came flying in.<br/>Moon Knight climbed with acrobatic grace and atheletic speed, quickly entering the Moon Copter. The ladder shook lightly as Frenchie was getting ready to perform an evasive manoeuvre.<br/>The Moon Knight looked down from the opening and held out his gloved hand to take She Hulk's large slender green hand.<br/><strong>"I would have said... 'ladies' first but I suspect you're not a lady who is melodramatic about decorum during a crisis" </strong>he jested.<br/>Frenchie glanced back from the pilot's seat.<em> "Hurry up already!"</em>he said.<em>"I don't feel like crashing yet again!"</em>he stated annoyed.<br/><strong>"Coming coming"</strong>Moon Knight moved to the copilot seat. Another set of chairs behind him. He put on a seatbelt<strong>"Prepare for a rocky ride She Hulk. I doubt a planecrash will be lethal to you... but us commoners prefer to stay in the air... better for our health. Right Frenchie?"</strong>.<br/><em>"Oui mon ami. Maintenant... évasion! Time to evade the enemy"</em>Frenchie said. He still sprayed the Ultrons with the Vulcan cannons but stopped firing as he veered to the right and accelerated at top speed. A few Ultrons had crashed but the others tried to pursue. It proved more difficult than they had expected as the Moon Copter was outpacing them.<br/><em>"Backup base ETA... 4 minutes" </em>Frenchie said.<br/><br/>Suddenly he veered to the left.<em>"Make that 6..."</em>Frenchie said as he narrowly evaded energyblasts from Ultron clones coming from the opposite direction.<em>"Sacrébleu! Bandes de sardines surdévelopés..."</em>.<br/>Moon Knight was checking the controls.<br/><strong>"Still glad you took this ride Jen?"</strong>Moon Knight said. Clearly knowing her name. He spoke with confidence or was it bravado to encourage her? Or was he just that insane? In any case he seemed unphased by the damaged wing and the fact more and more foes were closing in on them.<br/><strong>"Preparing missiles..." </strong>he said. He deployed a scanner.<br/><em>"Understood..." </em>Frenchie stated.<br/>Moon Knight held his breath, waiting for the right moment to fire.<br/><strong>"Almost... almost... almost... NOW!!!"</strong>he pushed a button and a flurry of small missiles were fired upon a large 'flock' of Ultron robots trying to screen their most direct escape route.<br/>It remained to be seen if the missiles would be enough!<br/><br/>The explosion was blinding. Black smoke and a fiery haze.<br/>Slowly the smoke cleared...<br/><br/>