Episode 4: The Jailbreak of Dawn

[Lioness075]

Lara Hart
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Nickname: Raven
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Location: The Park
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Tagged: @RemainingQuestions (Luci), @St Stare (Urial), @Bag o Fruit (Chipmunks and Chipmunk King), everyone else (I'm just gunna tag whoever I directly interact with...too many of y'all.
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Mood: Just keep flying, just keep flying...maybe less flying, less flying.
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As she continued to circle the chaos from above, Lara narrowed her eyes and tried to search for a way in which she could aid those below her.


At one point, Lara could feel an itching urge to join a swarm of birds gathering nearby. She couldn't discern any reason to do so and ultimately ignored the urge, which turned out to be a great idea. The swarm of birds lurched this way and that before suddenly dive-bombing the park and the many chipmunks swarming it. 


Eyes wide, Lara covered her mouth in shock and halted her circling to hover in place. Gulping and trying to remain calm, despite her growing anxiety over this mess, Lara scanned the park for a solution again.


Instead of seeing one, Lara heard one, though it was less of a solution and more of her aiding the supers. Glancing about the park, she soon spotted the leader charging at...Urial! Missing whatever else Luci said to her, she immediately folded her wings against her body while she pitched forward in a dive. 


In most scenarios, Lara would stay in the sky where she and her wings were safe. She knew she had little fighting experience and she was more likely to get in the way or need help than to be able to hold her own. This situation was different, though. She had to save the FLOOF!


Suddenly spreading her wings, and possibly throwing someone off-balance with the sudden gusts, Lara flew straight over the charging chipmunks and their leader. Realizing too late that she was probably flooring it here, Lara cried out, "Sorry!" just as she crashed into Urial, knocking him away from the enemy.


In fact, she was going so fast, she ended up carrying Urial and herself into the treeline beyond the bench. Struggling to control herself, Lara shifted her wings to flip herself onto her back before tucking them against her back. Immediately the brakes were on, as she hit the ground with her back and her poor wings, sliding a good few yards before finally stopping with Urial on top of her. 


When she finally stopped, Lara let out a breath she'd been subconsciously holding. Wincing when she tried to sit up, a clear sign her wings were damaged to some extent, she then looked at Urial before saying, "Er, are you okay? S-sorry about that. I think I need more practice..."

 

[The Suspicious Eye]

Bianca Attilio


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 Mood: Pissed off


 Location: Facility 108


 Company:  Kendrick and anyone else around


 @'s: @Gus @Necessity4Fun @Bag o Fruit @Syrenrei @Kingmalikai @too much idea


 Other: 






Cute. Everyone has a choice, true in its own fact, but to Bianca she felt she'll never have one. If she'd had a choice she would have chosen to never been born. Never be an Attilio. Never have stood there helpless as her mother and adoptive father were murdered by her biological father. Maybe then her life would have been different and she wouldn't have had to live the life she did. But looking back was pointless, only leading to pain. He was right she chose to integrate herself into her father's mafia so she could turn him over. All her actions during that time were part of that choice. Actions that she'll have to live with forever, but she refuses to let define her.


A voice came from nowhere and startled Bianca, she certainly wasn't expecting anyone to jump into this cockfight. Turning to Jeremiah she snapped out of her predator behavior and realized what she was doing. After a decade of being taught to push her combatants to the edge it was nearly second nature to her now. However, she forgot that not everyone is used to such a combative way of talking. This wasn't the mafia, she didn't have to size herself against others to make sure she wouldn't get killed when her back was turned. This was a new life and her old one was getting in the way again. It was just that Haywood kid, he just pushed her buttons so quickly she forgot that there were even other people around. For her it was another person flaunting their power, thinking that she could be intimidated or impressed by such a weak display. Listening to what he said she nodded. "Yeah. You're right. I'm sorry about all that, Jeremiah."


How rude it was of her to completely forget the people around her. Here she was having a normal conversation and then suddenly burst into an argument with some kid. I really need to calm down. This isn't the time or place to be arguing. She wouldn't apologize to Kendrick, but she'll show him at least a small amount of courtesy. She didn't start this fight, but she did push him to keep going. I'll have to work on that. Though I'm pretty sure this is the worst first impression, ever. Well next to getting in a fight or killing someone, or both. She sighed, not even sure if she could live this down, but planted her feet and stood with what she'd done. Turning she looked strait at Kendrick, "We can keep the bet if that's what you want. This is your mission after all. We don't have to be friends or even like each other, but I am wiling to work with you to save your parents."

 

[Lemon Boy]

Urial Ursler


Located: The Park


Mood: Surprised & Ever so slightly relieved


With: Klaus & Minah @Lazy Rocktime,  Oliver @DamagedGlasses, Ren @Meredith, Luci @RemainingQuestions, Kingsley @Teh Frixz, Asher @DJ MagicHat, Julie @SweetNicole, Aaron @Gus, Ophelia @KingHink, Lara @Lioness075 and the king himself @Bag o Fruit


OOC: Ground floof has achieved sky floof status! 



Lord knows what was going on at this rate but everything seemed to be going to hell fast. There was Chipmunks everywhere, a girl had received a beheading but seemed to be a super of some kind as a sort of liquid flowed out of her that he was sure wasn't blood and Aaron had arrived at some point to deal with Klaus. This was all very, very chaotic and hard to keep up with, but at the least no one else had met the same fate as the beheaded girl. For now though, Urial decided to focus on the fact that the skies were being blackened by a swarm of birds like a great shadow descending upon the world and a horde of chipmunks charging like enraged warriors towards Urial and the others. His concerned was specially raised, however, when the man leading the chipmunks decided to join the charge himself with his sword, quickly making his way towards Urial himself as a tendril of chipmunks shot in his direction with the king himself poised to take his head like that girl. The arms had just began to unravel themselves from his backpack, ready to counter the tendrils with their own pure force and hopefully counter the swing heading towards himself so he can counterattack just as quick. That was the plan at least, but alas, it was a plan falsely made as something else happened entirely.   


Instead of acting upon the plan that had formulated within his mind, he was instead suddenly thrown back and carried away from the enemy by the girl who had been flying above the chaos and avoiding it entirely. He was taken aback by the sudden change of place, shaking his head a bit as he looked downwards at Lara who had accidentally crash landed. Quickly rolling off of her, he examined the state of her, she seemed fine for the most part excluding her wings, which may need medical attention given their damaged looks. "Ah, It's fine really, thanks for the help! It seems like your wings are a bit damaged, I'll see to it that they're mended once the day is over...and this situation is dealt with."  He glanced back at the all the chaos happening upon the hill and the swarm of chipmunks surrounding them, thinking for a moment. Would diplomacy even be possible at this point? 


Julie & Sweater boy had taken to taking the fight to the chipmunks and the King seemed quite fixed on the idea of taking Urial's head previously. 


A direct engagement wouldn't be wise either, though, they didn't have much crowd control besides Klaus who shouldn't even be trusted with his powers given the incident that had occurred. 


They were outnumbered at this point and Urial wasn't exactly sure what to do at this point. 


"Hmm...well this is certainly a tricky situation. You seem smart, do you have any possible ideas uh...hmph, I don't think I know your name actually?" 

 

[JustNicole]

Julie


Location: Kestrel->AEGIS Training Facility 108 


Nearby:  @Gus @Necessity4Fun @Bag o Fruit  @Kingmalikai @too much idea@The Suspicious Eye


Mood: Jubilent


OOC: "And that, kids, is the story of the time I almost got killed by a kestrel." - Julie also, poor Kendrick



[SIZE=11pt]As the kestrel began to descend somewhat in height, Julie knew they must be getting close to where this kestrel was taking them. In spite of being kidnapped in the air, Julie had taken the opportunity to learn most of Baltimore both from the ground and the from the air. The kestrel, as far as she could tell, was taking her to North State Point Park, probably to a nest or something before killing her and eating her. The good news is that flight path from the park southeast would bring them right past AEGIS Training Facility 108. The only question was, how did she escape?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]As the facility was now in full view underneath her, Julie still had yet to come up with any sort of set plan. The only even close to decent one she had was shocking the bird, which again, could just as likely result in both her death and the bird’s death, not that she was worried about the bird dying, mind you. Her mind began to think of every possible scenario, but Julie stopped herself. [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Fuck it. We’ll do it live. [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Julie was tired of being captive to a damn bird of all things.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]Please don’t let my obituary read “killed by bird.” [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Julie hoped, as she pointed her hand up at the kestrel who was more focused on flying that paying attention to its tasty meal. Bracing herself for the possible squish of her death, Julie fired off her stinger, striking the bird’s legs directly. Immediately, the bird’s legs seized up from the pain...and Julie was free! The kestrel’s instinctive reaction had to been to simply release whatever their talons were holding. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]Not wasting any time, Julie began to dive bomb towards the ground, in this case the parking lot far below. Behind her, Julie could hear the cry of the pissed off kestrel as it noticed its meal escaping. She could see the shadow covering over her as the kestrel began to dive downwards towards her. Julie might have reverted back to normal size right there, but to do so would have increased her terminal velocity and almost assuredly meant her death upon impact. Even if she swapped back to her small form right before hitting the ground, the momentum from her body’s gravity acceleration would be too much to overcome. It was now a race.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]Closer and closer Julie got the ground, and closer and closer the kestrel got to her. Beneath her, she could she some figures standing the parking lot, talking. There was no way to communicate with them, and altering her positioning horizontally would certainly be the death of her. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]40ft, 30ft, 20ft...Julie could hear the wind hitting the kestrel’s feathers behind her. Just a few more feet was all she needed. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]10ft![/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]Julie pulled up for one moment, killing her momentum entirely with her wings, while simultaneously reverting to her human form right above the heads of the talking group. Now, she was in free fall only a story off the ground, with certain impact with a young boy in less than half of that. The kestrel pulled up, actually bumping against her skin with its wings, as it flapped back in confusion and shock at where its meal had gone.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]Positioning herself correctly to cause the least damage to herself in remaining fall, Julie’s body dropped. After two seconds, it collided directly the young boy whom the rest of the group seemed to be scattered around. The two collided with a loud thud as Julie’s momentum brought them both to the ground.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]Staring directly in the face of the young boy, who seemed to be looking at her with, as expected, shock, Julie pushed herself off of the teen. After all, it wasn’t very day a girl dressed in a sports bra and yoga pants fell out of the sky and hit you.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]As she rose to her feet, she dusted herself off for a moment and turned to spot the kestrel who was now perched on the parking lot light above. “Ha! Take that!” Julie shouted at the kestrel, giving the bird the bird. [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]That ought to show it who is the real boss…[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]Julie had been so happy to survive she forgot completely about the people she had just interrupted, and in one case, literally landed on. Turning back around to the teen, Julie shot a hand to the ground to help pick him up. [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]“Sorry about that, but you would not believe the day I’ve been having.” [/SIZE]

 

[DamagedGlasses]

MAINFRAME




Location: Grocery Store


Nearby:  @too much idea @Necessity4Fun @Dusky @St Stare @Lazy Rocktime 


Mood: Confused. Analytical. Satisfied. Confused. Curious. Cautious. Not Cautious Enough. Confident. Playful. Energetic! Grocery shopping. Buying. Wondering. Asking.


OOC: Alright, here I go messing with villainous plans again!


Who the hell was this guy?

 


MAINFRAME took a moment from it’s confusion to analyze it’s earlier thought. Yes, very human. Using coarse language as emphasizers for mundane thoughts made for much more impactful statements. It would need to learn how to use them perfectly, before actually using them with any of it’s bodies. Which body though? Steven or Jeremy the most, but maybe all the bodies could use it to an extent? Not Todd though. Happy with it’s considerations, MAINFRAME returned to it’s earlier quandary.

 


Who the hell was this guy?

 


Besides everyone having left the Grocery store due to recent breakouts, recorded footage showed other details that didn’t add up. The man’s lack of uniform being one of them. This called for more investigation, but MAINFRAME wasn’t going to be the one to do this man in if he turned out to be a criminal. If anything, being so close to someone possibly from the criminal element had chills crawling up the spines of it’s bodies. The idea of a new client tasted so good right now, but no, it couldn’t do that any more. It had a new role to play! New opportuinities! And yet…

 


Amy giggled as she looked at the group of kids, only a few years older than herself, besides  her smile never shrinking as she made the noise, “You guys are funny!”

 


Amy looked at the fools all standing around, before she suddenly noticed a box of pasta to her left, the nice, easy to make kind. Basically what amounted to fancy macaroni to a girl not accustomed to cooking, “Oooh, this looks tasty. Alright, seeya guys! Gotta go make sure I gots something to eat tonight! Haha!”

 


And with a skip in her step, literally, Amy rounded the corner, away from the accident prone teenagers and made her way to the “Cashier” who had loudly called out his presence for all to hear in the echoing grocery mart, even if that had meant very little to Amy’s friends in the security system.

 


Just on the other side of the grocery store, Todd was on the move too. Having picked out some prime looking white bread, along with standard grape jelly and peanut butter, Todd checked off the last thing on his list, and began to head towards the checkout stations. He had only rounded the corner, seeing the telltale goggles of Amy, before he heard the loud shout of the man working the cashier stand.

 


Amy’s smile lessened just a tad, going from super cheerful to happily polite, and stopped skipping as she heard the sounds of a grocery cart coming up from behind her. Without looking, she seamlessly began to walk instep with Todd as he pulled his cart up alongside the open Cashier aisle.

 


Todd was busy making sure he had got everything, and there was no reason to give this man any real kind of attention beyond the polite variety, but Amy was by no means stopped by her less inquisitive friend as she gripped the edge of the counter to help her hop in place, “Hey, Mister Cashier, what’s your name?”



MAINFRAME made sure to let Amy smile at the end of the sentence. If this guy was dangerous, it wanted no reason for him to consider Amy or Todd a threat. Although, if the need were to arise, MAINFRAME could simply escape and hold out back at it’s house until things blew over. It had no blue card, and was thereby not responsible for keeping villains in their place.

 

[Lioness075]

Lara Hart
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Nickname: Raven
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Location: The Park
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Tagged: @St Stare (Urial), everyone else in the park
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Grimacing as she pushed herself up into a sitting position, Lara tried to spread her wings a bit, but immediately gasped at the pain. It wasn't horrible, but it was enough to surprise her and tell her that she needed to chill on flying for the time being. Crap.


Hearing the dog speak to her in her mind, Lara blinked and then tried to quickly accept this as normal while the dog continued on to offer medical aid for her. While he became distracted, Lara struggled to her feet before leaning against a tree for support. Woah, hello, lightheaded. Blinking a few times before rubbing her forehead with a groan, Lara looked back at the dog when his thoughts reached out to her again.


Regaining her composure, she replied, "Oh, sorry, my name's Lara. Uh, without a 'u' in it."


While her own voice sounded normal to her, most could easily recognize her British accent, which oftentimes helped people remember her name. That, or her wings just gave her away.


Wincing again when she stepped away from the tree, Lara then paused before adding, "Um, I don't think I know your name either, actually."


Looking back at the chaotic scene they'd briefly left, Lara sighed before muttering, "I'm definitely going to need a bubble bath and some coffee after all of this."


Shaking her head, she returned her attention to the dog while shoving her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket.


"Look, I've no idea how to sort this mess out. I'm no good in a fight anyways. As far as I can tell, this crazed dwarf just wants to murder everyone in the park. He hasn't exactly been forthcoming in 'why' he's attacking us."

 

[DamagedGlasses]

Oliver McGenty




Location: Grocery Store


Nearby:  In the same park as Ren, Luci, Urial, Klaus von Scheiffer, Kingsley, The Chipmunk King, Asher, Lara, Julie, and Ophelia.


(@Meredith@RemainingQuestions@St Stare@Lazy Rocktime@Teh Frixz@Bag o Fruit@DJ MagicHat@Lioness075@SweetNicole@KingHink)


Mood: Determined. Thankful. Comedic. Social. Horrified. Confused. Horrified. Hurried. Fighting. Running. Contemplative. Worried. Planning. Fighting. Worried. Resigned.


OOC: Welp. Chilling out and helping out alongside Julie went into the gutter fast. That darn bird! HAD TO BE A REBEL, DIDN'T YOU, PUNK?






Oliver could divide his mind, but he couldn’t divide his perception. A very important factor. He couldn’t see all, and he couldn’t notice all, and he wasn’t always allowed the time to translate thoughts, especially in a situation like this. As the park situation became less of a Cold War and more of just an actual war, the amount of thoughts spiked. From what he could tell, there weren’t any unaccounted for civilians lying in wait around the forest, and there weren’t any injured.


Continuing to throw rocks, Oliver split his mind and began to let his gaze roam quickly, never sticking to one place. He needed to get a grasp on this situation. There were a number of individuals at the park, all of them powered and ready to help fight back the chipmunks. There was one casualty. Oliver recognized a few more notable individuals like Mister Mallory from the staff at Facility 108, but others were far more identifiable by their powers.


Speaking of which, there must be some sort of unidentified bird manipulator of some sort around, because the way the birds began to crash into the herd of chipmunks the Chipmunk Super had sent after them definitely didn’t seem like normal migrational habits. Ha, that was kind of funny. It was times like these Oliver appreciated his unperturbed rationality.


Oliver looked over to Julie, slightly smiling, and made to comment on the birds, “I think we have some he-Julie!”


Oliver watched in abject horror as one of the birds that had flown into help, went rogue and swooped by, catching Julie in it’s talons and flying away. For a second, Oliver stared blankly at what just happened, pausing his efforts at distracting the herd of chipmunks with pebbles. His mind had instinctively divided, 6 trains of thoughts working to figure out how to make what he just saw not a disaster.


He didn’t know how Julie’s powers worked exactly, so she could be fine, but the general consensus was that smaller things usually were more vulnerable, not less so. That meant she was in trouble, but there was no way for him to get her out of said trouble, or even know where she was. Due to her smaller and different biology, his power couldn’t track her and the bird was just a bird. The same restriction applied.


Oliver’s divided mind snapped back together as he felt something run up his pants leg. Acting on instinct, Oliver swatted the chipmunk away into the nearest bush, and began to backtrack, heading back in the direction he had came from with Julie. Without Julie’s support, Oliver wasn’t as confident he could really make an impact as a distraction.


Checking the nearby trees, and not seeing anything to cause alarm, Oliver stood behind it and watched the scene from farther out.


There had to be a way to stop this quickly. The chipmunks were a problem, but from the gathered evidence, there was a human intelligence behind all of this. But where? Oliver sent out his mind, looking for stressed thoughts that sounded right…


There.


“The abomination must die!”


Oliver followed the thought and finally noticed the man leading the charge of the chipmunks, heading towards a familiar golden dog...was that dog still here? Oliver felt he was forgetting something important about that dog, but it definitely wasn’t a normal one. Whatever it was, it had ticked off the leader. Oliver wondered if it was going to be safe, but as a winged Super came and picked it up and flew away, Oliver turned back to thinking of a way to end this.


Once again, Oliver promised himself to look up gun laws for Maryland. He detested taking life, but a gun could really help to end this quickly, even if it would just be a bullet through the thigh or shoulder. Blood loss was hell.


Oliver was once again broke out of his thoughts as a few stray chipmunks broke off from the war being waged with the birds, and began heading his way. Looking around, Oliver picked up a thick looking stick, and held it like the baton he wished he had instead.


The chipmunks, four in total, quickly approached Oliver. With all of them in his sight, Oliver tried something different. Dividing his mind, Oliver set aside four individual train of thoughts for each chipmunk, ideas and plans going through each one with equal dedication.


As they converged, Oliver let the four minds converge and stepped into action. Really, it was a simplistic plan.


One chipmunk got a face full of shoe as Oliver struck out suddenly from his resting position. As the three other chipmunks encircled Oliver, one beginning to climb onto his pants leg and tearing at his seams, Oliver bopped a chipmunk to his left with his stick sending it back alongside the one he had kicked. The two chipmunks gathered themselves and returned to the larger grouping of chipmunks, leaving Oliver two chipmunks and his worries to deal with.


Oliver jogged a bit, his furred passenger tagging along, to put some more distance between him and the larger grouping of chipmunks. If they could communicate between themselves, which was entirely possible with everything else going on, they might not exactly have the best feelings towards someone who hurt them, even in self-defense.



Now he just had to deal with these last two chipmunks...

 

[Necessity4Fun]

While Cecilia had been wondering what was going on, a new girl had joined them and surprised by the mess of popcorn and pasta, quickly set off to find a worker. The Italian had tried calling after her, but the girl with honey hair had gone too fast and oh wait! She's already back:

"I'm not up for leaving this mess in here either...", she agreed with a nod, "Hey, maybe we can find the broom locker and do something about it???"


Cecilia gave the girl a friendly smile before stopping to looking at her a little longer. Huh, she could swear she had seen this girl before somewhere... The Italian tilted her head left and right trying to recall were it had been... No it was not the apartment complex, not school...wait that's it!

"Oh! Aren't you the little girl with the towels?! On that Saturday the fire alarm went crazy at AEGIS?", she asked energetically before stopping in thought, "...Actually, I still don't know what happened that day... No one explained me a thing!", the girl completed with a shrug and soft laughter, "Eh, it's probably not that important now~"

That's when Mitch picked her phone and tapped at it trying to discover what was going on. Cecilia had been on stand-by merely glancing up towards the unfamiliar website her friend was looking at and curious about what it was. Before the Italian could even ask though, the reason why everyone had fled from the store had been shared.


"Eh! Wha- why? What happened?!", the girl replied with concern and confusion, tip-toeing and leaning closer to the device in an attempt to read it as well.

And then out of nowhere -actually the front door- a store worker appeared! Wait, didn't he know about the apparent dangerous situations outside?


Not much later the Italian was startled by the voice of a little girl behind her. Taking a sudden step back, in surprise and a bit of apprehension, the girl had only managed to wave weakly and mutter a 'b-bye?' while still in shock, as she watched the giddy brown-haired little girl walk away with a box of pasta................ Pasta? PASTA! Cecilia had completely dropped her box of fusilli earlier!! Wait, where are the rest of her things??


Forgetting that she had dropped it, Cecil frantically searched for the red basket until she caught sight of it, right there, next to her feet. With a sigh of relief, the girl leaned to pick it up and upon getting up, revised it's contents in a low voice, just to make sure everything was okay and not broken. Having settled that, an idea crossed her mind:

"Oh, I know!! We could ask that nice worker for the brooms! ...And then we should let him know it's dangerous to be outside today.", she completed with a nervous laugh.

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Interactions: @Dusky, @too much idea, @DamagedGlasses (Tho it's a reaction)

 

[Gus]

Kate Barrett





Location: Airport → Casino


Nearby: Eve and Red


Mood: Professional detachment


@s: @DeKay @Zahzi


She streaked up into the sky, hair plastered back by the wind. From her feet and fists, something akin to purified sunshine streamed out behind her, propelling her forward nearly as fast as the 747 she had so recently departed. At first she was worried she might not be able to find the casino she'd seen in the story Bailey had forwarded to her phone, but as soon as she had some altitude, it was easy enough to follow the column of smoke rising from across the Patapsco River. Barely half a minute later, she swooped in low, did a quick aerobatic flip to reverse thrust and kill her forward velocity, then dropped the last 20 feet to the ground, dropping into a tuck to avoid damage to the street. Or what was left of it.


Kate had done correspondence work from war zones, and while this was not as bad overall, the casino itself was toast. The area had all the hallmarks of a supers battle; focused and extreme structural damage alongside miraculously untouched buildings massive damage, but without any signs of weapons used... Oh, scratch that. Ceramic and carbon fiber detritus strewn about... some kind of hi tech anti super weaponry vs ice powers, plus enough fragments of automobiles to suggest a metal manipulator, which would explain the ceramics. And in the middle of it all, a young woman with terrain transforming powers, fixing the street. Excellent. Even better, the normal human cavalry had arrived, Fire, Police, Ambulance. Even a sand truck for the ice. Points for organized response, and a great place to start for on the scene quotes! She jogged over to the woman just as the sand truck driver was getting out and embracing her. As she turned, Kate got a glimpse of her face. Cybernetic eyes. Artificial skin. Blue hair with brown showing at the roots. Eve Knox. Lost her eyes and half her face on Knight Day. She's had a rough start to the year... but with no piles of bodies in the street and the fact that there still was a street, she'd also be the best centerpiece for putting a positive spin on this. She reached back to her backpack and activated her voice recorder.


"Excuse me, Ms. Knox? Katheryn Barrett, Minnesota Star Tribune. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?"

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Being so used to getting yelled at, lectured and having vicious sarcasm throw at him, Kendrick had been expecting a similar reaction from everyone else. Well, probably not from Manami, but he had expected his opponent, Bianca, to take advantage of the situation and trample on his exposed core even more.
Thus, when she had started replying cordially the boy instantly raised his head in surprise and by the end of the sentences his face was splattered with a faint hint of respect for the Attilio girl.

"Fix this", the voice of reason, that had been drowned up for so long, seemed to suggest, "Haven't you put enough of your AEGIS classmates against you already? Just, let the entire thing go, okay?"


Easier said than done when clearly, fixing it would require him to break something else. Accepting defeat so openly was definitely going to put him in a even more fragile position! No, he had to be smart about it, subtle. First things first, he had to calm down and get back in character for this... He glanced briefly towards Jeremiah and let his gaze rest on Manami. The downside would be having them think he's still fighting in the process, or at least letting his pride speak again. That was bound to harm those relations. Ugh, why are things never simple for him? Everything always had multiple implications to think about, various results... Once, just once, he wished it was as easy as buying ice cream or something like that. Oh yeah, being the head of a traditional rich family was such a great experience...


Clearing his throat, Kendrick was back at his usual level-headed and confident self. With a less teasing tone aura than his posture during the debate, but still cocky enough to be bothersome, the young Haywood shrugged with a grin:

"Not really, unless it's important for you. I mean, we certainly called enough attention to make everyone in here be well aware of our true colors. I trust that they'll be working to keep us both in check from now on.", he shot a glance towards Jeremiah in a way that seemed to indicate he was counting on the blonde, "Also..." , the boy looked back towards Bianca, "...It's not like the bet was going to serve any purpose. You think I did not notice how you weren't taking me seriously at all, Attilio? If I'm not being deemed as a worthy opponent in this battle, then what is the fun in battling in the first place? Nah. I'll be watching you, you'll be watching me, and everyone else can keep an eye on us. We self-stabilize this team, and I don't have to put Security constantly on your tail, which would have put them in a completely useless position for me. It's a Win/Win situation."

Good. That had been a good way to both cancel the pointless bet and make it seem like his past slip was just that, a one time thing. And maybe also make it seem like he had planned this all along.....Welp. He just hoped Manami wouldn't be too upset with him after that. If he hadn't brought subordinates along, perhaps this entire thing could have gone a lot nicer. Ahh, the teenager wished he could just open the game at once and- Wait...why is it going darker? Where is this shadow coming from? This is an open space and it's a bright day, shadows shouldn't- OH MY FUCKING GOD!


'KABLAM!'



See, Lady Fate seemed to have a thing for the sky today.


First, Bianca had dropped out of the clouds and fallen right beside his car. Now, again a person had fallen from the sky without any prior warning and this time, right on top of poor Kendrick. He fell over the backpack he was wearing, his hat had been knocked off in the impact and suddenly there was a strange woman in top of him!


Too bewildered to react, the boy stood on the ground staring at the her with shock, and stayed like this for a while until the fact of how little apparel she was wearing hit him. As the lady yelled at the sky for some strange reason, the teenager had turned his gaze away from her, blushing.
When the mysterious falling lady finally addressed him and he turned around again, the boy could barely look at her and even less take her hand:


"I believe that goes for the both of us...", he muttered in a low voice about the woman's statement of been having a crazy day, before actually saying, "I-it's fine. I can get up by myself.", as he started to do so, unable to look back straight at her.


After using his arms to hoister himself back up, Kendrick leaned down to pick up his conductor hat and, for the second time today, tapped his clothes clean before letting out an audible sigh and speaking with a tone of annoyance:

"Do I even want to know what the heck you were doing in the sky, Mysterious Lady?"

Spoiler

Interactions: @The Suspicious Eye, @SweetNicole


Today's Toys: Ted, Mr. Holeshot, Sparkles, Pandora, Harry, Kefir, Shouty, Theo, Millie.

 

[Malikai]

Spoiler

[SIZE=11pt]

[/SIZE] Jeremiah "JJ" Johnson
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Location: AEGIS Parking Lot
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Mentioned/Nearby: @Necessity4Fun @SweetNicole @The Suspicious Eye @Gus / @Bag o Fruit @too much idea
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Mood: Concern and Care
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OOC: So it seems falling out of the sky is a normal thing in AEGIS, also I hate having to rewrite posts :FrustratedTeeth:​

 
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Jeremiah hoped that his words would get through to the two arguing peoples.  It seemed especially to get through to the blue skinned girl who also attempted to dissuade Kendrick from arguing any further.  Jeremiah blew air out of his nose in an attempt to calm himself down, and already he felt himself getting more level-headed.  After a few tense moments Kendrick himself mustered out an apology, which was also followed by Bianca saying sorry as well.  Jeremiah was glad that the situation was sorted out and hoped that this meant they would be able to get on with the mission now.  Unfortunately this day just seemed to hate Jeremiah as immediately afterward these hopes were crushed as another person fell from the sky.


Looking over to where Kendrick had been "buried" underneath the unidentified flying person Jeremiah almost went over to go and help him.  Unfortunately he was still a little shocked at somebody else having fallen from the sky and so was looking up at where they had come from.  By the time that Jeremiah looked back over at the two of them Kendrick was already pushing himself up.  Jeremiah walked over to where the two were standing and looked carefully at the both of them, "Are you two alright?  That was a pretty big collision you just had, especially for you Kendrick."  Jeremiah looked at the two of them with genuine concern in his eyes, I really hope today doesn't have anymore big surprises in store for us.

 

[DJ MagicHat]

Asher Torchinovich


The Ravemaster


Location: The Park
Nearby: @Meredith, @RemainingQuestions, @St Stare, @Lazy Rocktime, @Teh Frixz, @Bag o Fruit, @Lioness075, @SweetNicole, @KingHink

It was like Asher had blinked, and suddenly...chaos. As the fighting erupted, he made a mad dash back to his car, occasionally stumbling over-

...Chipmunks.

So, he had escaped too, had he? Asher supposed it made sense, if Klaus was out here too. He dared a glance back over his shoulder, and from one quick look he found himself running even faster before diving headfirst into his car and slamming the door shut behind him.

Okay, let's see...no, no, no, DEFINITELY not-

Asher paused, looking at a strange cross between a rubber duckie and a waffle iron, then carefully set the object aside in a "maybe" pile.

No, no...YES!

Asher pulled out his hip-clip amp and a small 2-channel mixer which he strapped to his wrist. He then retrieved the appropriate cables, a small flash drive that he plugged in to the mixer, his guitar in one hand, and another (larger) amp in the other. He took one deep breath, then pushed open the door to his car and jumped back out into the park, slamming the car door behind him as quickly as possible to avoid any chipmunks or other critters getting in and tearing everything up.

Asher muttered a quick thank-you to whatever deity had given him a lull in the action before quickly plugging everything in and steadying himself with one of his usual performing stances. Then...

It began with a power chord.

He had no idea what he was hoping to accomplish; perhaps he was hoping that the noise would drive the little critters insane and prevent them from doing any more harm than they already had, but he had no idea what it would do for the WHEN DID THE BIRDS SHOW UP.

...No matter.

Asher hit a button on the mixer, starting what he thought was a good track to begin with. Then, as the lead-in finished, he began to play.

There was no sheet music he followed, no words to sing; he simply accompanied the track with some guitar...and prayed that chipmunks hated loud noise as much as his students seemed to.

 

[Swoob]

MAYBE ONE OF THESE DAYS ILL ACTUALLY DO HTML AND NOT BE A LAZY ASS
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Location: The Waste Realm
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Nearby: idk
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Font: Only the trendiest and newest courier
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OOC: well, hopefully this isn't as shit as i think it is
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With one final push, Eden's battle was over. He carefully extracted his body from the toilet seat and readied himself once more for the outside world. The cool water of the sink stung lightly and he stared at himself in the mirror. The bathroom was devoid of anybody else—he was in his own small realm, which was surprisingly calming. After the water turned off and his hands dried from dangling in front of the faucet, he continued to look into his eyes and realized it had been a long time since he had looked inside himself. And at one moment as he stared deeper and deeper into the black abyss tamed only by a small green barrier, a tangle of panic suddenly burst forth in his stomach. He recoiled from it, deciding this matter was for another, more appropriate time. Turning away, Eden grabbed his bags, turned the door handle and stepped back into the grocery store. But what he found was not the grocery store.


Eden stepped into a much different world than he came from. The light from the bathroom ran outward in all directions but was quickly swallowed by the apocalyptic darkness that hung over the whole store. The lights were off and everybody had vanished inexplicably. An eerie, unnatural silence muffled any sound to a dull hum. Looking around, he found only a small group of kids—some he recognized from the facility—and a single man at the register. The pale blue light from the windows shone around him in stark contrast to the shadows that clung to his figure, amplifying them. With hair in wild spikes, his body lurched over the open register like a predator.


"Hey guys! Register's open now, sorry I'm late!" Turning his head, the man looked over at them. "Y'all wanna check some things out? I'll give you a discount for the trouble, company policy!"


Something wasn't right about this man—he could at least trust his instincts that far. Outside the window, the streets were vacant—he seemed to have just arrived, but would have been the only one on the streets. Whatever danger had driven the rest of the universe into oblivion either didn't oppose him or didn't matter, which was worse. Eden's head throbbed with questions and possibilities, but as his muscles awakened in defense, one thought rose up above the masses: not my problem.


Loosening the grip on his bags, he strolled towards the man. If he wasn't attacking them, Eden decided, it was better to play his game and save some money. He wasn't in a grocery store anymore—the bathroom had taken him into a war zone, and everybody had their fingers on their triggers. Eden wasn't going to let go of his weapon, but if there was a way to avoid the throes of battle, he was more than ready to slip away. He looked back at the students. Could they handle themselves on the battlefield?


When he looked back over at the man, a small girl manifested ahead of him and broke the stalemate. "Hey, Mister Cashier, what's your name?" she asked.


Then, a girl's voice from the group behind him said, "Oh, I know!! We could ask that nice worker for the brooms! ...And then we should let him know it's dangerous to be outside today." It was Cecilia—she had been on Team Blue during the midterm exam. After her last remark, she released a nervous laugh. Well, that makes things more interesting.


Eden slowly bent down and let one bag rest on the floor and continued to hold the one in his right hand. Glancing at the man, he smiled ever so slightly and thought, Well, Mister Cashier, what can you think of? Don't fuck this up for all of us.

 

[Bag o Fruit]

Anneliese Van Can


@Gus@Necessity4Fun@The Suspicious Eye@Kingmalikai@too much idea@SweetNicole


Anneliese had been leaning against the limousine as Kendrick and Bianca had their shouting match, listening. Any intervention would have run counter to her backing of him as a leader... but she was beginning to lose confidence in her initial judgment, that he deserved to be a leader. Jesus Christ, his parents were in danger and here he was measuring dicks!


Before she lost faith completely, Manami proved to have an even lesser tolerance for nonsense than did she. And even with her limited grasp of English, she managed to bring Kendrick back to earth. Very impressive. She walked over to Manami, and took her aside as Kendrick began to restore order.


"Manami." She said, in a hushed tone so as not to interrupt Kendrick. "You did very well just now. Very, very good. You may have just saved the day, in fact." She inhaled a little. "I'm sorry if I was mean earlier. It's very hard for me to listen when a lot of people are talking. Hurts my head, even. But I should not have been so mean. You just showed that you can bring a great strength and harmony to this group..." She made a circular gesture to accompany 'harmony' "... and so I hope you will not allow me to silence you again." She smiled and nodded in a manner suggesting 'understand?'

 

[Gus]

Manami Hamasaki





Location: By limo


Nearby: Sensei Anneliese and Kendrick's Army


Mood: New favorite teacher!


@s: @Bag o Fruit @Necessity4Fun @SweetNicole @Kingmalikai @The Suspicious Eye @too much idea


Manami dropped her hand from Kendrick's shoulder. He seemed to deflate, and the crisis of the moment passed. A hushed voice from behind her caused her to turn, and she almost jumped out of her skin! It was the strict teacher! The one who told her she'd been too noisy! She shrank back, fearful of another scolding, but then she fully heard what the teacher was saying. And not just the words, but how she was saying them. Slowly. Small words. Enunciated. With gestures. And kind. Unable to cry, Manami nevertheless choked up; unable to reply in words, she nodded vigorously to show she understood, and then impetuously threw her arms around the slightly taller woman, embracing her as she might with her own mother. Almost in a whisper, she said, “Arigato, Sensei. Honto ni, domo arigato gozaimasita. Sensei is kind. Sorry for hurt head.”


From behind her there was a double thud. She released her teacher and turned to see a new student standing by Kendrick who was lying on the ground. As he picked himself up she moved forward to help him. “Kendoriku! Why you lie down? We go now, yes?”

 

[Lioness075]

Page Morgan
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Location: Front of Facility 108
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Piper Farrar
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Location: Same as above
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Tagged: @Mini T-Rex Syndrome (Page)
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Not too long after she'd finished getting ready, Piper nodded at Page to signal that they were good to go.


Setting her clipboard aside on the steps, Page straightened her clothes before nodding back at Piper.


Hitting the 'record' button on her camera, Piper then stepped in front of it to join Page's side.


"Okay, so, first question: What makes Facility 108 a safe haven for supers?"


There was a subtle pause at this question.


Page then replied, "Well, it's primarily a school. Not necessarily a safe haven. I guess it could be considered one. The seclusion of the building might make it safer for supers. You aren't going to see any Commonwealth wandering around here."


Making some notes in her notepad, Piper then moved on.


"Of course. Second question: Why is Facility 108 a safe haven?"


Blinking at this, Page frowned before responding, "Well, it's still not really a safe haven. If it's considered one, maybe we should be asking the Commonwealth why we even need one."


Her bristling attitude was accompanied by a few wisps dancing along her spine. The small flames swirled this way and that, as if taunting Piper.


Quickly noting the disgruntled expression, Piper offered a warm smile.


"Maybe we should focus on a school tour for now then."


When Piper took note of the flames coming to life as well, she quickly moved away from Piper and busied herself.


Piper had learned quickly over the years that if her questions ever upset someone, it was best to change the subject or even end the interview early. Pushing it always resulted in unusable footage. That, and pushing controversial topics never really ended in good feelings on either side. One could only ask so many questions before causing unnecessary pain to another.


While Piper went to work shutting off the video part of her camera and breaking down her tripod, Page let out a huff. Shaking her head at the young woman's uncensored questions, she moved away to pick up her clipboard. Flipping through the pages, she made sure Piper hadn't missed any signatures.


Once her camera was over her neck once more and her tripod slung over her shoulder, Piper returned to Page.
"Hey, I hope I didn't, well, piss you off or anything. I try to be really direct with my questions, but I mean no fowl with them."


While her angry flames had vanished in this brief break, Page's neutral expression couldn't hide her feelings. Not to Piper anyways. Her eyes still held flames in them.


"It's fine. What's next?"


"Um, anywhere inside. I don't know, you choose where you want to start the tour, ma'am."


Resisting the urge to inhale shakily, Piper merely nodded and let Page take the lead back into Facility 108.

 

[Giyari]

Viola Porter
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 Mood: Gotta go fast


 Location: Mercy Medical Center >  Baltimore City Detention Center


 Company: Hadrian


 @'s: @The J


 Other:




So he could keep up? Viola wasn't convinced, if she had to slow down then she would. She wouldn't just leave Hadrian behind, he'd proved to be a fairly effective distraction, not to mention his apparent healing ability made him less of a hindrance than other could be. Viola looked over Hadrian's musculature, he did seem to be pretty strong, more so thanks to his powers, if he could keep up with her going a decent speed then everything would be fine, and if she had to hold back then that could make for some surprise acceleration later on... Also good fun.


"Alright then, get ready. The prison is due north west... That way. Right, we go on three." Viola stated, pointing down the street and motioning with her hand as if it were turning corners. Hadrian might be able to keep up with her on the ground, but she was damn sure he wouldn't be able to follow her over buildings and rooftops.


Viola took a deep breath, and bent at the knees a few times to keep her joints supple. "One..." Her modified muscles fired into life, and electrical energy began to buzz and crackle around her feet and ankles, causing little sparks and arcs to leak into the concrete below as she floated an inch or two off the ground.


"Two..." she hunkered down slightly, moving her body weight forward, and brought her arms up to stabilise her expected movements. The energy around her feet continued to build, the arcs levitating her off the ground glowing brighter and denser with each moment.


"Three!" As she spoke, Viola's feet lit up and she took off down the street like a race horse, her massive bounding leaps were more akin to glides than actual running. Long ribbons of lightning forced out from her ankles onto the spot where she once stood, marking for a short while where her feet last touched the ground before dissipating into the environment. In a matter of moments Viola was already half way down the street. Making sure her path was clear, she turned her head to see how her partner for the moment, Hadrian, was doing.

 

[lazee]

Luke Pryce


The Grocery Store



@too much idea @Necessity4Fun @Dusky @St Stare @DamagedGlasses @Swoob



"Alright, now that's what I'm talking about," Luke said enthusiastically as he checked in the kids' stuff onto the register. Beep, beep, beep, beep the machine went and the prices were registered onto the, uh, register. Macaroni, bread, and PB&J, all for 26 dollars? Typical cheap food, Luke was sure he had bought these exact same things in the same exact order at one point in his hobo life. Kind of telling as to the condition of these kids with the cool goggles. No one well off would buy just these items without anything else to come with it. One of the two asked his name. She might be a bit too smart to allow Luke a quick get-away. Problematic, to be sure, but more still would be leaving a question unanswered.


"Name's Davis Lamar, kid, though Mister Cashier don't sound too bad of a name, now that you mention it." Davis Lamar was the owner of the Philadelphia suit rental from which Luke appropriated this fancy suit from. Though, obviously, no one needed to know that. "And assuming these are all with you, that will be $26.46, though discounted, y'all need to pay just nine bucks. Nine bucks! Isn't the company policy great. And did someone say 'brooms'?" 'Davis the Cashier' shouted out upon hearing a cute girl's sound asking for the brooms. "There should be a few somewhere in the back, where the boys hang out on the down time. Head on in there, don't worry." Luke later noticed that he was being watched. By a pansy in pink hair. One thing he hated about city youngsters was that they were hell-bent on painting their hair such extravagant colors. Fucking annoying. The true mark of modernity wasn't liberalism, it was hair dye.


"What's the matter, kid, you gonna buy something or nah? You're soaking up the air conditioning, just standing there with that edgy look."

 

[The Suspicious Eye]

Bianca Attilio


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 Mood: Calm


 Location: Facility 108


 Company:  Kendrick and anyone else around


 @'s: @Gus @Necessity4Fun @Bag o Fruit @Kingmalikai @too much idea @SweetNicole


 Other: Bianca has a terrible sense of humor. 






Bianca was surprised the kid took the high road with her. It was such a surprise that she had a small modicum of respect for him. Not much, but enough to follow his orders when the time came. Running her fingers through her hair she pushed back her bangs and let them fall back into place. They were still damp from her cloud dive earlier. Every time she goes into a cloud she seems to pull the water droplets right onto her. Well at least it's better then above her. Collect all that water and she might actually have a personal cloud rain above her head all day. Once of the many negative effects of having your own personal gravity.



When he mentioned her not taking him as a serious opponent Bianca couldn't help but smile."Oh you figured it out huh?" She gave a soft tilt  of her head, "you're a bit more astute then I gave you credit for." Leaning back she shrugged, "I like your win-win situation, Haywood. I can get behind it." It's not like a few more eyes watching is going to make a difference. She felt the gears in Chomper begin to speed up against her back. Water droplets from her wet clothes began to rise up as Bianca started to float only a second before a new girl fell from the sky. Bianca wasn't a mind reader but it pays to have a second set of eyes watching your back. Even if they were looking up because they wanted to eat your hair.


Watching the girl land atop of the now blushing Kendrick, Bianca raised a eyebrow. "So falling from the sky is pretty often here huh?" Floating around to behind Jeremiah she watched the scene unfold Bianca could help herself. She covered her mouth to stifle her laughter. Pfft this kid, he has girls falling for him. It seems he's a chick magnet. Hope they don't fall too hard, he'll be crushed. Ha! Bianca wiped a tear from her eye only for it to float around her along with the rest of the water. Manipulating her gravity ever so slightly accumulated all the water into a large sphere beside her. She lowered herself back to the ground letting the water she amassed fall to the ground with a splash. Finally dry Bianca, crossed her arms as Kendrick stood back up and the earlier teacher who seems to have just as bad of a temper as she does arrive. As the fish girl asked if they should get going, Bianca looked back to Kendrick "I agree with her. We can hear the mystery girl's story on the way. We don't have anymore time to waste."

 

[Gus]

[SIZE=21pt]Eve Knox [/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]and [/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]Kate Barrett[/SIZE]

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[SIZE=12pt]Kate cocked her head to one side, faintly smiling, an island of stability in a sea of chaos. The incongruity of this made her perhaps the most bizarre thing about the day so far.  She spoke again.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]I understand perfectly your reluctance to talk to press. 108 has been excoriated by the media for the last month, most unfairly. I assure you, I am a friend.  I may carry a press card, but I also carry a blue card. You’ve done great work here, some of the best I have seen in years, and I’d like to spread that news far and wide. If I could just get a quote?[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]She looked to Eve expectantly.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Eve turned around, eyes wide. It would be painfully obvious she was reluctant. Conflicting emotions confused her and her face, which translated poorly into a deep frown and then a warm smile, both uncanny and forced. Eve felt embarrassed but refocused on the woman’s question.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]“[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]Honestly, I’ve been shot in the head and I feel like carpet bombing the city with vomit...don’t quote me on that please[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt].”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]I  hear you. Absolutely. Maybe your… I’m going to guess, brother? Perhaps, he would like to sing your praises? Kate Barrett, Mr…?[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Eve looked behind her while moving slowly. A police officer who had his hands resting on the belt around his pants gave the casino a worried look, from behind his darkened aviators. He switched his attention towards the two women standing not far from him. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]“I’m no-”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Kate glances to the cop, shakes her head fractionally and nods towards the man who’d just been hugging Eve, arching her eyebrows at him. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]“[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]She’s a great kid! Lotta potential and [/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]very[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt] professional! Ask the other teachers. Best eyes in the game too![/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]No doubt  in my mind. Given the scale and scope of the damage, there is a conspicuous lack of bodies. Have the attackers been identified? Was it a simple robbery, or…? [/SIZE][SIZE=12pt] [/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]”She spotted trouble first thing, before even me. Ice in February. Who’d have thought that would be a sign of danger, eh? But she had rescue services inbound before the first car crashed. Some kind of ice growing power guy. Who knows what he wanted? Probably cold hard cash. Spread the ice for blocks in every direction. Eve called in the 108th cavalry, and it was her idea to send me for the sand truck so the rescue vehicles didn’t crash.” [/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]“Clever. Good, quick thinking. And who from 108 was able to show up?”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]”[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]Mr. Aaron Mallory and Hunter Ward.[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Kate’s breath caught at the mention of Aaron. She swallowed it down and covered her slight gasp with a light cough. So he [/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]was[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt] back in the country! Well. Time enough to track him down later. Not like he’d be hard to find, now that she had the right city… [/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]“[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]You okay, miss?[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]“Yes, fine. Just  fighting a cold. So, Mr. Ward and Mallory are teachers ? What subjects do they  teach? Where have they got off to? They left you to do clean up by yourself? Gah. Male blue-cards, right? All about the fighting, never about the aftermath.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Eve nodded and removed herself from her brother’s grip. “[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]I’m actually Mr. Mallory’s teaching partner. This was my day off because today I got… well. A new face. Mr. Ward is right over there.[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]” Eve takes a moment to point towards the half melted man in the vicinity. “[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]He teaches how not to kill. But it should more accurately be named ‘How not to GET killed’. And I’m not by myself. My brother’s here![/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Cole brings two fingers to his forehead and then flicks his hand in Kate’s general direction in a casual salute.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Kate nods and smiles warmly. A goodly man, and brave, leading a caravan of normals into a super battlefield.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]“From a family of heroes are you? I have always had the greatest admiration for the heroes without powers. Takes a special kind of crazy to run into areas everyone else is running out of. Thank you both for your service. I’ll just see if I can get some quotes from Mr. Ward, and then perhaps track down Mr. Mallory. Let me know if you need any help with the clean up. I am a lot stronger than I look.” [/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Kate turns away, and with a quick burst of sun, vaults lightly over a half a bus to land near the smoldering metal figure she had initially taken to be a ruined piece of statuary. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]A split second too late to be heard, it occured to Eve to say [/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]“YOU MIGHT NOT WANNA DO THAT. Oh Well... good luck with your inteview, Kate.”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Reaching out to touch the man on his still heated metal coated shoulder, Kate spoke brightly and briskly:[/SIZE]



[SIZE=10.5pt]"[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Excuse me, Mr Ward? Katheryn Barrett, Minnesota Star Tribune. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?"[/SIZE]


@Zahzi

 

[Zahzi]

Hunter Red Ward
Location: The shattered remains of an overpriced casino
Nearby: Face McShooty [Eve] ( @DeKay )


Reporter# 563 [Katheryn] ( @Gus )


Disposition: Joy. More reporters.


[SIZE=11pt]Before Kate could actually touch Red, he took a step away from her reach, before turning around to face her. His metallic body was slowly returning to normal as patches of his ‘skin’ began returning to its normal shade of pale.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]“...I would refrain from touching me, ma’am. Had to face-tank a radioactive blast. Not only would the touch burn your hand, you’d probably end up with the same shade of hair that I’m rocking.” [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]he told Katheryn matter-of-factly, his expression missing any hint of hostility. For once.[/SIZE]



[SIZE=11pt]“Normally I don’t give reporters the light of day, but seeing as you’re the first one not just shoving a mic into my face to make your network look good, I’ll humor you with answers.”[/SIZE]


It was certainly rare to see Red not intimidating a reporter. They've had just a....Colorful past. Hell, MSNBC never quite fixed their studio after the incident involving Red and Ambassador from Monacco...

 

[yoikes]

Mitch Castle


Location: Grocery store


Mood: Glad and suspicious.


Tag:  @Swoob @Lazy Rocktime @DamagedGlasses @St Stare @Dusky @Necessity4Fun


The man appeared out of nowhere, as merry as someone could be while loose super villain criminals are attacking the city, and introduced himself as a store clerk who are now going to help them checking out. She found it odd, as in why would someone come back here just after it had been abandoned? He's not the manager too, just some normal staff. He does not have any reason to come here, either to check the condition of the store or checking in for work.


Like, would you normally go to work when there's a super villain attack just a couple blocks away?


Normally she would care, but not today.


There's plenty of heroes out there, supers who are willing to help as much as she would if it's not today.


Today... Today, she just want to cook some porridge and sleep like a log.


The thought that someone finally manned one of the station and she can check out of the store without feeling like she just raided the shop makes her forget to inform her friends about the chaos that is currently going on inside the city.


Mitch looked down into her cart, checking a non-existent shopping list inside her head before lining up behind the little kids, the boy and the girl, and quietly listen to their chitty chatty with the cashier. The girl asked the man his name, to which he answered 'Davis Lamar'. Davis, who is brave enough to come by the store just because it happened to be his shift, then proceeded to give the kids a discount.


A HUGE one. $26 to $9?


That does not make any sense.

 

[Gus]

Kate Barrett





Location: Outside Casino


Nearby: Hunter Ward


Mood: Professional detachment, masking something else... just below conscious thoughts.


@s: @DeKay @Zahzi


Concern for the man's well being warred with insatiable curiosity. He had said he'd humor her. Still. Decorum demanded checking if he was ok before proceeding, not to mention basic journalistic ethics.


“Good gracious, Mr. Ward, what hit you? Do you need medical attention?”


Trained reporter's instincts were hardly necessary to read the baleful expression on Mr. Wards face, and she let the matter drop.


“Well. I certainly appreciate your forbearance in answering my questions. To be a bit pedantic, the Star Tribune is a newspaper, not a network. Hopefully you will be more pleased with our coverage, though it may take a little longer to pass fact checking and such like. We’re a bit old school, as journalism goes. I am on temporary assignment to Baltimore to dig up some dirt on the knights and balance out the coverage of 108, which has been, frankly, abysmal.”


She paused, looking him over, noting how the man's metallic coating was gradually returning to skin tone as the temperature dropped. As his face became more fleshly and less steely, something shifted in her mind. Something whispered inside her, a shivery secret sound: 'We know that face. That is the face of a killer, not a protector.'


Kate blinked, the words 'it takes one to know one' bubbling up unbidden to her lips. She bites it back without speaking the thought aloud, falling back into her practiced interviewing patter.


I do appreciate your effort to protect me, Mr. Ward, but you needn’t worry. I may not be quite invulnerable, but I've taken RPGs centermass and walked it off before. Residual radiation and heat, I can handle. What can you tell me about the attack on the casino? Do you know who was behind it? I see signs of an ice manipulator as well as some kind of technology designed to defeat metal manipulation. Do you think they were just after the money, or were they gunning for you specifically? Sorry. I just assumed your powers. Are you a metal manipulator?


She paused, at last giving him time to answer.

 

[Bag o Fruit]

The Chipmunk King


@Gus@St Stare@RemainingQuestions@Lioness075@Teh Frixz@Lazy Rocktime@KingHink@Meredith


The king raised Schwikschwik in defense as the giant bird girl swooped overhead, and swung fruitlessly at her as she swiped the bionic dog from his grasp. Dammit!


Not to be deterred, he screeched "Chkukch! Chitchitchickchukchirrchir!" and the chipmunk charge obligingly swerved to follow Urial and Lara. Three thousand chipmunks, perhaps more, perhaps less, rapidly endangered their secluded place of respite in the woods.


The king himself, however, continued in the direction he had been going, preparing to run Klaus, and/or the dark figure, through with his mighty sword. But then, from his right, there came a sound like the eternal roaring of the Inferno, that section of the Underwood which inspired nightmares in the smallest pups and in the burliest of grown chipmunk men. The king gasped, halted, and nearly dropped his sword at hearing the din. His army, or at least that portion which had either turned up its collective nose at Oliver, or fought bravely against the avian swarm overhead, fled into the woods, joining ranks with the horde which still meant to attack Urial and Lara.


However, the king, even with his chipmunk-like hearing, still held some of the auditory fortitude native to humankind, and was able to regain his senses. He hopped backwards with his sciurid speed, away from Klaus and Aaron by whom he had previously stood, and into Luci. He quickly brought the tip of Schwikschwik to his throat, careful to keep an eye on the Poison Man and his large compatriot.


"TURN OFF THE NOISE!" he screeched "OR I WILL KILL THIS PUP!"

 

[Bag o Fruit]

Chris Kravitz


@Gus@KingHink@Zahzi@The Suspicious Eye@Necessity4Fun@Kingmalikai@too much idea@SweetNicole


"'Kay, good talk, guys. I'm gonna go see what's going on over there..." Chris released the parking brake and began cautiously moving the car towards the front entrance of the facility. It came to an abrupt stop when his instructor pushed the training brake all the way in.


"Ohhhh no you're not." the instructor snarled. "In fact, you're not doing anything. We are going right back to the parking lot and I'm imposing very serious penalties on you, Mister Kravitz."


Chris spent a moment looking blankly at the instructor. Then, he popped the latch on his door, as if it were an offensive gesture, and stepped out of the car, leaving his crutch behind.


"YOU'RE NOT GETTING A PERMIT! EVER! I'LL SEE TO IT PERSONALLY!" his instructor shouted, trailing off with just a tinge of impotence as Chris jogged off towards the gathering in front of the school.


"Hey, am I late? Kendrick, right?"