Mission: The Shipper

[Syrenrei]

Luther Rousseau
Location: Facility 108 (Entrance, Classroom)
Nearby: A bunch of kids, some dude, and a chick that means business
@Kingmalikai @Necessity4Fun @DamagedGlasses @The J @Swoob @SweetNicole @Lazy Rocktime @Nidelia
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As "Max" introduced himself as the teacher that she was apparently the assistant for, she could feel some of the colour draining out of her face. Even for Luther drinking at a school seemed wildly inappropriate, otherwise she might have indulged the desire. This was definitely a situation that called for liquor. It was also a shame she didn't have more caffeine tucked away in the pocket dimension. Perhaps if she overloaded herself with enough of the addictive substance her heart would just seize and cease tormenting her with its heavy thudding in her chest. Avoiding Max would be damn near impossible. As the refined gentleman thudded his cane on the floor, her attention was forced back to back to the present. Luther's internal monologue had been chattering on as he had mentioned the chocolates and she missed what was said save the subject. Now he was requesting her assistance wrangling up the students.

Max turned, his back to her, and addressed the crowd. Luther caught herself staring at his shoulders, the curvature of his spine under the fitted coat, and even his ass, and decided to shift her gaze to everyone but him. It was one thing to be experiencing inner turmoil that felt like a category five hurricane and another to be showcasing it to her new pupils. What a fucking disaster. It was embarrassing and traumatizing enough to be knobbly-kneed without an audience, and here they were all youngsters she'd have authority over. If they glimpsed a moment of weakness how would they react? Pity? Compassion? Or would they hone in like missiles and detonate upon impact, making the transition to the classroom even more terrifying?

She tossed the emptied coffee cup into her stomach, opening the void at the precisely correct moment, and then withdrew a doughnut laden with chocolate and filled with creme. Luther was taking her first generous bite when when Max spun around and winked at her. It took a monumental amount of self control to keep herself from choking on her food. Suppressing her shock she swallowed the glob of sugar and dough whole before pedaling backwards. The thumping in her chest drowned out what her ears had attempted to process. Was she staring at his lips or his eyes? She wasn't certain but she nodded her head like an idiot and then bee-lined to Holly Kane to help direct traffic, thereby eliminating her proximity to Max.

What. a. disaster.

Once they were in the classroom Holly Kane launched into her introduction and explanation. By now Luther had polished off the doughnut and was licking the remnants off her fingers, napkins be damned. The inquiry was made who consumed the chocolates but she did not out herself by raising her hand. What difference did it make if the new security chief knew one way or another? Was the antidote to be offered in the next breath but only if they volunteered their folly? The realization the chocolates had caused the fluttering butterflies was still resonating in her mind. It answered how she had been so infected by the 'love bug' but it also exposed the dirty secret to Max. She cursed under her breath in both English and Portuguese. Willpower was supposed to negate or lessen the effects? Perhaps Luther's body had not gotten the memo. All she was certain of was that she was not going to partake in anything that Max was unlikely to offer. Holly had suggested everyone sleep it off alone in their beds but Luther sure as hell was getting out her frustrations in a more primal and vulgar way. After all, it was just Max afflicting her and banging a douchebag from a bar wouldn't elicit the same response. Well, that's what she surmised anyway.

The day was still young. As she mentally penciled in a fling for the night, Luther turned her attention to the very last sentences uttered by their 'leader' at the front of the classroom. She had been leaning against one of the walls so as not to blend in with the seated students (if such a thing could be possible), so rather than standing to indicate a desire to speak she pushed off of the surface and stepped forward. "You want to take untrained supers to confront the Shipper?" she asked somewhat incredulously. "What are the risks? And what authorizations do you have if he resists arrest?" That's right, Luther, keep yourself concentrating on anything other than tall, German, and well-dressed, she told herself. Distractions were all she needed and a mission, however ill-fated it might seem, would certainly be that.

 

[Malikai]

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Spoiler: Pre-Post Information

Jeremiah Johnson
Location: AEGIS Classroom
Mood: Curious but not Alarmed
Fun Fact: I'm tired
Mentioned: Syrenrei Nidelia JustNicole
Nearby: Necessity4Fun DamagedGlasses The J Swoob lazee
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The woman that Jeremiah greeted introduced herself as Luther Rousseau, she was apparently a teacher's assistant. Jeremiah leaned back and looked at her outfit, Okay. Jeremiah thought with a smile on his face. Shrugging, Jeremiah smiled and watched as she seemed to absorb the chocolate box. His eyes went wide and he nearly did a double take before having to remind himself that it was likely another power he was probably unsure of. Still Jeremiah decided to bring it up to her, "What was that thing you did there? You just kind of took in the chocolates. That was pretty cool."

Not focusing on anything in particular the students began to be led to a classroom, and Jeremiah decided to just simply fall in line with everyone else. As he walked toward the classroom he perked up as the girl introduced herself to Jeremiah in a similar fashion to how he had done as well. She spoke in a distant sort of way, acting shy as Jeremiah had seen before. Speaking soft once again Jeremiah gave a smile to her, "Nice to meet you Thomasina! Glad to have met you." Not sure what else to say to her he looked away awkwardly, but kept walking beside her into the classroom and then finding his seat next to her.

Finally the meeting had begun, and the woman who had taken the piece of paper from Jeremiah's hands earlier revealed herself to be Holly Kane, the woman who was apparently the school's new security chief. She began to get in a long explanation on who the shipper was and where he had come from. One that Jeremiah wish he could have paid attention to fully, however he found himself drifting away. Only when the word love was mentioned did Jeremiah come back to reality and start focusing on what she was saying. So whoever this Shipper was had the ability to make people fall in love, likely by way of the person eating the chocolate. Finally Holly was ready to answer questions, and Jeremiah asked the few that had come to his mind, "So is it possible we might get fallen in love by the Shipper in some other way? Would it be a similar case? Also what does he want with you?" With that Jeremiah sat back and kept his ears opened for if his questions would be answered.

 

[JustNicole]

Holly Kane

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For a moment, Holly thought that the whole supposed question and answer time would have an awkward silence hanging over it. Thankfully, that wasn't the case. One of the faculty, or at least, Holly assumed faculty, based on the woman's age and posturing, stepped forward to ask a question. Holly couldn't help but give a questionable puzzlement towards the woman's attire. In Holly's experience, it was always best to wear clothes that blended in with others around so as to not attract serious attention, and she was certain that latex outfits weren't the norm around here.

Silently, she thanked the woman for asking the perfectly reasonable questions that she expected everyone would ask. Then again, she might be expecting too much of teachers' and students' tactical training and planning. This woman, it seemed, from her posturing and question, was no strange to such things.

Before Holly could answer, another person spoke up, a young boy who raised some...simpler questions. Stepping forward again, Holly answered the questions in order before anymore could be asked.

"Yes, I think taking untrained supers to confront the Shipper is fine. Understand this about Marcus, he's a violent threat to anyone. Oh, he may flee and try to escape, but he's not going to fight his way out. That's not his style. He prefers to trick you or use his powers to pull one over on you. The most important thing in capturing the Shipper is sheer numbers. Throw too many people at him, and at least somebody will be able to capture him before he has a chance to charm them.

"Risks as I've alluded to are minimal. There is no serious risk of injury from Marcus himself. Perhaps the most damaging thing Marcus could do is causing you be to in love momentarily with someone whom you may not really feel that way for, something that can result in some awkward feelings and conversations later, but no real long term damage. He has never used or carried a gun nor has anyone ever sustained serious injuries from him.

"If Marcus resists arrest and tries to run, which he will, you will have permission to injury or wound him provided it's non-life threatening." Pausing for a moment, Holly decided to emphasize her point further. "Let me be clear: This is not an assassination mission. Under no circumstances, what so ever, is Marcus to be killed or given a life-threatening injury. You can trip him. Jump on him. Punch him in the head. But do not seriously injure him, even if it means he will escape. The Commonwealth considered him too valuable an asset to lose still.

"Marcus' powers allow him to imbue certain objects with his ability. He can, however, simply wave his hands at you and accomplish the same effect. That's the normal way he gets people."

Holly had to let loose a bit of a smile as she thought of her answer to the last question. The most I'm permitted to say according to the Commonwealth is 'It's complicated.' Sorry, I know that's not a particularly satisfactory answer, but it's all I'm allowed to say on the matter.

"Good questions. What are both your names, by the way?"

 

[lazee]

Theodora Martin
Facility One Hundred and Fucking Eight
With: A crowd of Yanks, a bossy Yank with a red carpet and a fan of ToFu's!
Malikai Necessity4Fun DamagedGlasses The J Swoob JustNicole Syrenrei Nidelia​

Browsing through her Instagram dashboard, she became increasingly pissed at the pictures of Bill, Senny and Marcus having fun sightseeing in the heart of the States. To think that her mates were at the fucking Smithsonian Institute without her and she was stuck in this...whatever this ramshackle box was supposed to be for God knows how long. Teddy was feeling 'real grateful' right now for this 'opportunity to develop her powers'. Piece of shit Commonwealth, how dare they imprison her here, she was a rock star! Don't I deserve better?!" she mentally screamed out to anything out there who would answer.

(For the record, she didn't and never would)

Just as she crossed over into Song Daehan's latest spicy selfies, the wolfish girl heard a feminine chirping close to her. She looked up, and saw another girl who was all but fawning over her like she was hot shit. Teddy was hot shit, granted.

Great. Even here, she couldn't evade the rabid fans. Somehow Teddy didn't find that to be a negative in itself as that meant she and her band were still relevant even after taking this hiatus, but this particular fan...happened to encompass the worst of them. Hyper, fanatic, too happy for their own good. Thank God there was only one of her. Any more than three at a time would make her sick in the mouth. She wanted nothing to do with these no-life fanatics, quite frankly, but was she going to throw her credibility down the drain for what she believed in? Damn right, she wasn't.

Duplicitous bitch that she was, Teddy flashed a charming grin at the girl, who seemed to be Brazilian if the accent told her anything. If there was any sign of her having been in a bad mood recently, it didn't show. There was only brightness, skin-deep brightness. "Good to see someone here has good taste," Teddy purred out playfully, almost literally. "And please, it'd be my pleasure to be in a picture with one of my loyal fans. I'll even take it for you, yes?" Right when Teddy held up the phone to take a selfie, this red-carpet bitch took charge of the room and began addressing everyone. She looked pretty official, so the wolf girl didn't make any stupid moves. For now. She gestured at her fan to pay attention.

So the chocolate, when eaten, had the power to make her fall in love with the first person she touched and the man behind it called himself the bloody Shipper? Sounded like the plot to a trashy original fic made by some emotionally-stunted 14-year-old, if you asked Teddy, but h-how would she know about that, really? Contrary to what she should be feeling, Theodora was sort of...interested. She loved a good old treasure hunt. Replace treasure with a ridiculous man with love magic and this was the situation. Maybe she could even take out her frustration on the Shipper as well.

"This here's supposed to be a school, yes?" Theodora piped up, her arms crossed like the edgy bad bitch she was deep down. "That makes us students. Hunting a criminal sounds like a perfect introduction to what people like you-I mean, us are gonna see later in life. Count me in, Red Carpet, I'l sniff this knobhead Shipper out in no time!"

 

[Necessity4Fun]

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Location: AEGIS Facility 108 - One of the classrooms
People Around: Shorty blonde boy (JJ), Eden (Cool name dude!), gourgeous
black haired girl (Minah), a brown haired little girl (Amy),
red-haired woman (Holy), Flashy teacher in a teal suit (Max),
Unashamed woman (Luther), TEDDY MARTIN! and the timid girl from before (Thomasina)
[I assume they all came, right?]
Interactions: JustNicole

I want to know everything~

OMG STOP THE PRESSES!! Theodora.FUCKING.Martin had agreed to take a selfie with her!!!!!! Okay, okay, they got interrupted and that hadn't happened yet, BUT OHMYGOD IT WOULD!!!! What a amazing development!
Already thinking on buying a magnetic mural to put said photo on her new room, picking color shades and positions, Juliana had gotten completely distracted for a while missing the start of the red haired lady's introduction, until Teddy gestured for her to come back to reality pay attention... Huh, it seemed she had missed the name entirely, welp. It would be mentioned again soon or later for sure! So this wasn't a big loss...

...This entire thing though, this is soo boriiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
Pretending to be interested, the Brazilian itched to check her social media, but it wasn't even in her possession anymore, result of the interrupted selfie... It's been more than 5 minutes since her last tweet, she wondered if people thought she was dead at this point. Thinking again, the signal had a tendency of dropping inside buildings too, oh no! Maybe the connection in here was so slow she wouldn't be able to respond for hours!! That would be a real disaster!!! How is she supposed to know what's going in the world now??!
Struggling to keep the facade, Juliana threw quick, nervous glances towards her phone once in a while. The teenager managed to grasp only some keywords from the others, something about a shipper, love indulging powers, chocolate (Aha, she knew those were evil!) and a confrontation.

Wait wait, stop everything. There's a guy out there with the power to make his OTP's real?! Isn't that like, every fandom's fangirl dream ever? AND IT'S A GUY, WHAT A WASTE OF POTENCIAL! Where was this 'Marcus' person when Brennah broke up, huh? You slacker. All the StarShine fans should bill you for their still aching hearts!!

Suddenly entranced by the topic, though not for the right reasons, the Brazilian really payed attention to the woman's response to the blonde boy and it had been another boring, full of procedures and arrest instructions, at least, until the last bit... Ohhh, Oh. I see~
As soon as Teddy finished offering to hunt The Shipper -Such a lame name dude-, Juliana jumped in the conversation, shooting the woman a stare so intense, that you could even label it as violating, craving for the womans privacy, and a sly, mischievous smile to completed the uncanny set:

"Soooo, were you two lovey dovey once, ooooor is this Marcus guy just a creepy stalker? You're giving me some reeeeeally mixed vibes here, lady~", if anyone looked at her weird, the girl would just shrug it off, "What? We're all secretly wondering about that! "

 

[DamagedGlasses]

Maximilian Shulze
Location: Facility 108 (Random Classroom)
Nearby: @Kingmalikai @Necessity4Fun @The J @DamagedGlasses @Swoob @SweetNicole @Lazy Rocktime Nidelia Syrenrei
OOC: Let's see if ole' Max can get some concerns out of the way before these students are turned into child soldiers.

Max stood in the back of the class near Luther, having naturally taken up the closest position to his assistant that wouldn't set off any sort of reaction, really soaking in what the situation was giving him. The Security Chief, Holly Kane, seemed very knowledgeable about the situation, to a degree that he found odd considering the situation outside just a few minutes ago. If she had been aware of the chocolates and of this man, shouldn’t she have seen danger in the chocolates? When Max had taken up this job, it wasn’t his intention to save the world. He had merely wanted to teach some kids, and yet now it seemed he was back to being just another soldier by a commanding officer. Or at least, someone who definitely wanted to take that position in this situation.

Truly, Miss Kane underestimated the effect of misplaced love. Love had been, in the past, the cause of crumbling kingdoms, broken homes, and mistakes with long lasting effects. Even now, Max felt sympathy for his teacher assistant. If what was said was to be taken as true, then she must now, to some degree, feel something towards him. Whether it be physical or emotional, Max couldn’t tell, but one thing he could properly place, was that whatever she was feeling, well, it was not making a good first impression. He couldn’t imagine how she might be feeling. He knew nothing about her. Did she have a husband waiting at home? Max subtly checked her ring finger. Ok, so no husband, but what about a boyfriend? Who knows what this artificial love could leave behind? The effect might leave, but what of the aftertaste? The memories of feeling something special with someone you had just met, literally love at first sight, being the only thing you have left mere days afterward.

Still, Max knew that an order was an order. If this woman was to be his commanding officer for this mission, if only due to experience she possessed, he would tentatively follow her with little displeasure. To be honest, Max felt hesitant about going up against The Shipper. He seemed quite dependent on his power, so no physical obstacle was to be expected, especially against the years of experience Max possessed, but this love nonsense gave him pause. He hadn’t had many flings in the past, most women never having inspired him to pledge himself to any sort of courting or romantic experience, but those that had, well, they had always been passionate, but tragically short lived. Love was always a choice, and to take away such personal agency, well, it felt like a crime to Max.

After letting the news sink into the other students and Luther, Holly getting a few questions even after straightening some things out, he coughed a bit, making sure that even such a small gesture would travel across the room and gain the needed attention, before he asked, “What are the limitations of this criminal? You know what he can do, but I am interested in what he can’t do. Must he have clear sight of his targets? Does he have a range? Even now, does he have to stick to the general vicinity in order to keep the aforementioned objects charged with his energy? What of the possibility of him making any of these students, including myself or my assistant here, fall in love with him with the intent to see us protect him?”

He twirled his cane through the air using practiced and experienced movements, the mahogany stick ending up supported by his shoulders as he took a casual pose, “As a teacher responsible for the safety of these students, I am very hesitant to give any of them the permission to go up against any sort of threat without a very thorough explanation, lessening the chance for any surprises out on the field. I’d also like you to explain past experiences with this man and instances where he has used this ability in similar instances. Is he normally this obtuse or does he have ulterior motives? If we are able to find him, should we expect a trap?"

Max kept his gaze steady on Holly Kane, letting himself slip a little back into the habits he had gained from his soldier days. He could see the value in letting students gain experience, especially from someone known for being ‘minimal risk’, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to treat this seriously. He had come to Baltimore to prepare the next generation for the dangers outside, but not by throwing them out into said dangers. Still, he waited for Holly’s response. She seemed respectable and experienced, eyes very similar to those he could remember sharing a large room with in Germany. Let’s hope whatever she said lived up to those expectations.

 

[Nidelia]

Mood: Nervous
Location: Classroom
Speaking to: Holly Cane JustNicole

Thomasina tilted her head, trying to comprehend everything the teacher described, then JJ asked a question along with the other woman. She then raised her hand. "If he can wave his hands at us to make us fall in love, what's to stop him from doing that to us?" she asks confused. The way this teacher wanted to go about catching this criminal didn't make sense, if all he had to do was wave a hand to make them become like the guards outside.

"And if you don't want him overly hurt, why send so many combat ready mutants?" she adds to that question.

 

[Syrenrei]

Luther Rousseau
Location: Facility 108 (Entrance, Classroom)
Nearby: A bunch of kids, some dude, and a chick that means business
@Kingmalikai @Necessity4Fun @DamagedGlasses @The J @Swoob @SweetNicole @Lazy Rocktime @Nidelia
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Luther was no sociopath. Had it been an assassination mission they would of course had to leave the students behind. No doubt some of them felt they were prepared to kill if absolutely necessary, but the toll it took on the psyche to take another's life was often underestimated. In her youth Luther was hot-blooded and believed herself ready, willing, and able to defend her country and comrades through whatever means necessary. She was wrong. Her current psychiatrist called her "freakishly well adjusted" considering her history, but that didn't mean the price had not been exacted. An innocence Luther never knew existed had been destroyed. Men greater than her were shells of themselves because of the trauma they had suffered as victors of battle. Relief flooded through her as Holly Kane spoke of how non-violent the offender was.

Of course, not being able to cap the bastard creating a new challenge. Incapacitating someone or making them surrender was much more difficult than aiming to kill. There was a lot more running, for one. A hell of a lot more running. Even using regular bullets was a risk because if you weren't precise enough, a shot to the leg could cause them to stumble right into a concussion and massive blood loss. With a groan under her breath Luther withdrew a tranquilizer pistol from her internal armory. While she wasn't broadcasting it was an non-lethal instrument, those with even just basic firearms knowledge could discern the differences in the barrel. A taser might be the more common choice but she didn't really want to be quite that close to The Shipper. Considering how screwed up her emotions with chocolates she could only imagine close proximity might result in a more potent application.

Assaulting Max in front of all these kids on the first day of her employment would not look good on her resume.

"Luther Rousseau, and yes, that's really my first name. Codename Reliquary," she answered Holly Kane. As the new security chief Luther wasn't sure how much time the woman had spent reading up on all the teachers and teacher assistants, but maybe one of the two names she provided would help. For the moment she decided to overlook her question being praised as 'good.' Coming from someone her own age and not her superior it sounded... patronizing. Luther rolled her eyes at Teddy's arrogance (she still looked a touch familiar, but Luther had given up trying to place her face). Juliana's focus on Holly's relationship status elicited a similar response. The apparent hopeless romantic could be prodding into irrelevant, pained territory.

When Max asked his brilliant questions Luther stared at the ceiling as if lost in thought. In reality she was trying not to notice the attractive tenor with which he spoke, or how it might sound in a sultry whisper, or if he was welcoming her home after a long day of work. With her free hand she pinched the top of her nose as if to alleviate the invisible pressure this was building in her mind. If he had been a degenerate asking useless questions in a nasal voice it would have helped but it would be an off-putting request to make. It wasn't Max's fault she ate the chocolate or was struggling with his apparent lack of faults. You didn't just ask a person to be incompetent, slovenly, and disgusting for selfish reasons. Usually.

"Combat ready mutants?" she asked, her gaze lowering as it seized upon a slight, pretty girl sitting at one of the desks. What a hell of a way to be addressed. It was true she had been in the military, but that was a result of her training and had nothing to do with any 'mutation.' "We're teachers and students at the school, nothing more or less. Any skills or abilities myself, Max, or Holly have are undoubtedly to protect and serve the greater populace and more specifically AEGIS. That includes you and anything that would do crap like this. You should be thankful for our experience because it results in a more measured hand, not less control. As for your peers... well, they can't control what powers they have. None of us can."

 

[JustNicole]

Another long post with some replies to all of your character's questions. I am going to look at trying to speed things up a little bit so we can get to the good stuff. Regardless of if your character posts or not, I will be making a new post to move the scene and mission along next Monday evening CST. That gives you one week to post, plenty of time to do some things. Also, Holly is not the only character you can interact with. I encourage you all to have characters have conversations with each other, too. Imagine the room more like a general conference where there are always some quieter side conversations going on in the room. Use this opportunity to establish and foster relationships with other characters in ways you might not be able to in the Episodes.

Holly Kane
There were a lot of questions coming now as the students and staff in the room began to ponder the proposition more and more. Holly why there were the questions. She was, after all, a new arrival to 108. Not only that, but this mission was by its very natural voluntary.

It was certainly strange not being able to rely on assured support. That was something Holly found herself missing about the Commonwealth. At the end of the day, it didn’t matter how many questions you had, the mission was the mission, and you had to carry it out. Yet that principle had been what had led Holly to come to loathe the Commonwealth as an institution. There was no such thing as a honorable death following orders like in Charge of the Light Brigade. There was only death, no honor.

Trying to free her mind of the past, Holly attempted to jump back to whatever conversation she had missed from whomever was talking. She began actively listening again just in time to catch a girl yelling, “Count me in, Red Carpet, I'll sniff this knobhead Shipper out in no time!” Holly gave a nod in the student’s direction. For a moment, Holly thought she saw the girl wearing dog tags and military fatigues like her old hotheaded comrade Busty with that same bitchy attitude. If Holly was the “Stone Cold Bitch” as her unit used to call her, then Busty had been the “Boiling Hot Bitch.” Perhaps an appropriate nickname for this student.

It didn’t take long for the next person to speak up, another female student, of which there seemed to be an inordinate amount of, who possessed a strange stare that lingered far too long for Holly’s comfort. There was simply something deeply unsettling about the girl’s stare as it betrayed some inner look into the girl’s eyes that seemed to be revealing some dark-seated evil hidden inside. Quite frankly, it caused Holly to grimace as she cringed. Of course it was the odd one who asked the uncomfortable question, not any of the other relatively pleasant students and staff.

One of the faculty, an older man, next spoke, bringing up, Holly had to admit, valid questions. Out of any of the people in the room, this man currently seemed the hardest sell. Had it been any other time or if they had gotten to know each other first, Holly might have been able to find another way to respond, but there wasn’t much other option but to lay all her cards on the table. Still, she still had the benefit, being on “loan” from the Commonwealth of access to their vast array of information on every super at AEGIS not to mention personal records she had received sometime ago from Mr. Elek. If her memory served her, the man’s was Max Shulze, PD teacher, and had some power relating to skills.

Holly had begun to think of how to respond to Max when one of the other female students (there are so many) piped up with a comment. To say the phrasing of the question was poor was putting it polite manners. Had they been a grown adult, Holly might have chewed them out and then some. That was not a good question to ask in a room like this. Thankfully, Holly didn’t even need to respond as the woman whom seemed military earlier jumped in. Ah, she was Luther Rousseau, PD assistant teacher, and something to do with an internal wormhole from the file Holly had skimmed over. She, too, was another new hire here at AEGIS.

Luther’s response didn’t really need a lot of follow on. Holly might have added on that she was not herself a super, but she wasn’t certain if that would harm her ability to sell them on this endeavor, and it was likely that speaking up would substantially weaken the already strong response Luther laid out. Holly couldn’t help but feel some sense of comradery towards the woman already, as she shot a respectful nod between the two of them of understanding and thanks. Present situation aside, Holly could already see the opportunity for a growing friendship there.

Now, given the opportunity to respond, Holly jumped in. Turning her face to the odd-staring girl, Holly replied to her query. ”To your questions: No and no. Marcus for all his powers is completely unable to cause other people to fall in with himself. And tragically, he is as terrible at love as you are staring.” She was to demand respect from the students. They were to have the same fear of her that they would the “fear of God.” They would learn.

Respond to Max, Holly put it all out plainly on the floor. “Let me be clear on something. Marcus is not a criminal, at least not according to the Commonwealth. Up until a month ago he was a normal functioning asset of the Commonwealth Special Operations (CSO) specifically High Risk Super Identification (HRSI).

“A month ago, the Commonwealth handler assigned to Marcus stated he simply disappeared off the grid. He had gone underground. Since then, he has not made contact with the Commonwealth, but there was good intelligence to suggest that sometime in the last two weeks he came to America for the first time. His intrusion on the AEGIS facility today is the first time he’s come above ground.

“I can’t go into a lot of details about my time at the HRSI in a public setting like this, but I was his initial handler who brought him onboard. Not to mention he has always had something of a dangerously obsessive desire for me over the years. So yes, we have a history.

“The stunt this morning might have been his way of catching my attention to try and win me over again. He may have been spooked by something and so come running to his original handler. The fact is I, and the Commonwealth, quite frankly have no idea what Marcus is up to, and that’s why this is all the more critical. Frankly, I’m in much in the dark as you are as to if this is a trap or not.

“I will say Marcus doesn’t have a violent bone in his body. He was often utilized on HRSI for his surprisingly high number of connections to a multitude of different groups and for his ability to turn a tense situation completely on its head. I’ve personally seen him walk into a target house in the middle of a hostage situation and walk out with the hostages as the hostage takers inside rather passionately engaged each with rifles other than the man-made ones they carried.

“As I alluded to before, in terms of limitations, Marcus cannot force anyone to fall in love with himself. He cannot force nor inspire anyone to protect him. His range is vague, but generally someone on the same floor of a house can be hit by his power while someone on the first floor would be fine. We do know there’s some sort of component regarding the number of people in the vicinity. More people are harder to affect at once than a few people, hence why a larger group works. As for long-term effects, without his presence nearby, provided anyone affected is separated for an evening of sleep, they will be completely fine. The biggest threat anyone here faces is instead of helping to bring Marcus in you get involved in some embarrassing feelings and awkward encounters with another person that you will replay in your head for some time." Holly didn't know if she had sufficiently convinced Mr. Shulze, and the rest of the room, with her response. She hoped, but hoping and reality were often two separate things.

 

[Malikai]

Spoiler: Pre-Post Schmibility bop

Jeremiah "JJ" Johnson
Mentioned/Nearby: JustNicole Necessity4Fun lazee DamagedGlasses Syrenrei Nidelia

Jeremiah waited patiently for the woman to get to his questions, knowing that it was important for her to answer all questions anyways. As he waited he thought of what this mission might mean for his actual studying, as unfortunately he had not done hardly any at AEGIS as of yet. From his experiences so far the school had much more "in the field lessons" then actual teaching lessons. After a short bit of waiting Jeremiah heard his question being answered. So not only could this Shipper imbue his power in objects such as the chocolate, he could also simply give the effect himself. Slowly Jeremiah was beginning to realize why the man was to be captured. She also gave an unfortunately vague answer to his other question, but the important part was that she still answered his questions, "The name's Jeremiah Johnson ma'am. Of course most people just call me JJ, so I guess you could call me that also..." Jeremiah began to trail off awkwardly at the end.

Jeremiah listened in to what the other students were saying. One of them seemed to be distancing herself immediately from the rest of the group, proving some great support was in their party already. The girl he had first met earlier today began talking about love between Holly and the shipper. After that Jeremiah found himself hopelessly tuning out of the conversations. Not in the sense that he wasn't listening to them, but more so that he was not as interested. As Holly began speaking again Jeremiah perked up again, listening to her intently. Jeremiah had no more to add to the conversation so he decided to simply just wait for the actual details of the mission to begin.

 

[lazee]

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Minah Saotome
Location: Facility 108
With: Da Other Kids and Da Teachers
Mood: Excited, nervous and yet collected
Tags: @Necessity4Fun @Kingmalikai @Swoob @DamagedGlasses JustNicole Syrenrei The J AxelVanDeriz

So. Apparently not eating the chocolate was a good move on her part. Minah abstained from reaching for the chocolate upon hearing the command from the red-headed miss. Listening intently, she quickly understood why the guards were doing what they were doing. They were under the influence of this enigmatic 'Shipper'. Wait, wasn't shipping the term used in fandoms? No matter, not her place to judge his choice of names. To be quite honest, the most worrying part about the Shipper's power was the subjugation into love aspect. Maybe it was just Minah being all new to relationships and all, but she was of the opinion that love could not be forced.

And this man was doing just that.

So count the Bird Witch of Aceh among the ones to witch-hunt the shipper. This would be quite the interesting Valentine's Day. Shame Ophelia wasn't her to share this moment with her. This might as well be an impromptu test of the students' abilities, as the boisterous girl in black professed. Wait, wasn't that a celebrity? Minah could've sworn she saw that confident face on TV one day. No matter, all would be equal here. There was the hounding thought of how a gene could bring about to a man powers pertaining to such an abstract concept as love of all things. Mysteries of the world, indeed. Maybe she ought to ask the Shipper himself when they eventually caught him.

"This sounds like fun..." Minah muttered in a half timid, half excited voice, not intending it to be heard by anyone. Though the totally mundane and handsome man in blue checkered shirt who had been listening in without anyone noticing could definitely hear her. "Whatever you say, kid. I'm just here for registration paperwork and detaining a criminal sounds like it leads to paperwork for you guys. Good luck, though."