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Tobias
Tobias' eyes shot open and he quickly dropped his hands, his teeth and jaw clenched from trying to ignore the sound of voices in his head. The third voice that spoke to him didn't sound as bad as the first two, in fact it didn't sound like him at all. He avoided looking Signy in the eyes, and kept his mouth shut for a moment, he didn't want to give up either power, to align with the dark OR the light, in honesty, he just wanted to not be crazy, or chased by his father...
"I-" He finally started, then looked down at the ground. "Its my fault... I have to leave, cause that-" He flicked his eyes around the corner again. "That thing that tried to get in was my f-" He stopped again, afraid to let people know what he was, or at least let Signy know. HE sighed, normal life was something he'd have to give up all hope of... "That was my father... And no, you can't help, he'll kill you, and everyone here, just to get to me..." He still didn't look up, of course he didn't mention he was crazy, maybe people could accept he was part demon and part angel, but they never liked crazy.
"Why was that sound going off? Who outside?" He leaps down and went over to where the food was and looked curious at it. "So how you eat this stuff?"
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Signy shook her head. "If he's that powerful, why isn't he already in here? Maybe he knows he'd get his arse handed to him. Maybe these people's defenses are too good for him to just break in. Want to go face him down now, or wait until after we've had dinner?"
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Tobias
Looked down at the ground again and shook his head.
"I don't want to stay at all..." He was lying, the shakey tone of his voice made that obvious. "I can't let everybody get hurt, and it doesn't matter if they beat him, he'll keep coming, he'll get some other demon to take him back to Hel, then return and fight me again, it's some... stupid manhood rite for his tribe. I have to beat him." Tobias snorted and crossed his arms... His stomach growled and he looked at her. "I'm not hungry..." He lied, stubbornly.
Garrett takes a moment to blink in concern as Tobias races out of the room, and offers to Mar before racing off after the boy himself. "You use a fork and a knife Mar, the fork is pronged, the knife is the blade." Heading upstairs, he greets Tobias with a warm and infallible smile as he approaches calmly, gingerly as he offers calmly.
"And? Tobias, you do not and WILL not fight tall, dark, and mccreepy alone. We can handle and take care of ourselves, we all have. He will not get to you here so long as we still stand, ever fashionable." He jokes slightly, but states firmly.
"And if your worried about how we'll treat you, you don't have to worry about that. We're all different, that's what brought us together in the first place. Any questions for this fruity seed of life in front of you?" He jokes.
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Okay use knife and fork. He picks up a plate and manages to get some of the lasagna onto it. Then he headed to the table where he used the fork prongs down and takes a bite. Sauce on most of his face by the time he finished his third bite "It's good."
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Signy's smile was somehow warm and cold at the same time. "Then we keep beating him until ye're confident enough to beat him by yerself. In fact, that's better. If ye take him on alone, he learns about ye even as ye learn about him. If we beat him up, while ye watch, ye learn sommat, but he doesna learn squat about ye. That, of course, is assuming we canna get him locked down so he canna come back. Maybe talk to ma Mum's Boss. Meanwhile we find other bad guys for ye to practice on."
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"Not bad, for your first time, Mar. You'll want to try to get more of it in your mouth and less on your face, though." Evaine was somewhat surprised at the number of limbs the young man had, but more so that he'd never eaten with silverware before. How old was he again? Only months? That she could believe, easily.
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Tobias
Tobias glanced between Garrett and Signy, Garretts words had actually made him worry more, perpetually fighting his father would eventually lead to one of his new friends dying. He could still work on fighting him one on one, like Signy said, but he knew eventually he'd have to fight his father alone... He chewed his lip and nodded quietly... The smile Signy had intrigued him, was it warm for him, and cold for his father, or the other way around, or both?
"Thanks Garrett, Signy...." He moved his backpack off his shoulder and set it down. He then looked at "That mean you're joining up?" Tobias had the hint of a smile playing at the corner of his mouth when he looked at Signy. "Guess we should go eat before it's all gone, huh?" He smiled and waited for them to head in, trying his best to hide expressions brought on by the voices bickering in his head at him. 'shut up!' Tobias mentally shouted at the voices, didn't work, louder dissonant bickering... "You'renot freaked out cause I'm half demon?" He almost whispered, meaning that just for Signy.
"Yes, I think I am joining up. An' I am concerned a bit, about that. But so far ye seem nice, and The Lady said any who seek the Light, no matter their form or ancestry, are her children." She snickered a bit. "Bet that would've really frosted those nasty wizards, if they hadn't already been killed."
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Tobias
Tobias tilted his head and looked at the ground though. He was thinking a quietly for a moment then decided something.
"But I can't choose the light, I've got both, and I can't banish my darkness. I've got both inside me..." He blinked. "I don't think dark or light are inherently good or bad, both can blind and destroy in excess." He shrugged at the minor philosophical thought. "Wait, Lady? Was that the voice, er the female voice?" He tried not to let on that he had voices in his head, buit did she hear that one too?
Kami
Kami giggled at Mar's eating habits, having eaten a bit herself, then she realized Tobias wasn't there, hopped up and bounded after him.
"C'mon, eat some! I saved ya some!" She grabbed Tobias' hand and started dragging him away.
Taking a moment to note Tobias's discomfort with a bit of empathy, he adds before departing to allow Tobias and Signy some time to talk. "No, we don't and I'll make sure to save some alfredo and lasagna for you Toby. We're all here for you, and we have your back." That said, he departs back to the dining area, returning to his now warm rather than hot meal, eating it daintily.
Turning to Laurn, he inquires after a few testing bites. "So, I trust Sabrina and our cooking won't murder you? And does this place have a basement we can use for the undergarden?"
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Technosis
Laurn nodded several times. He had his mouth full of lasagna, using the reverse blowing method to cool the hot foot in his mouth, he wasn't a dainty eater.
"Nah, I can't taste any arsenic." Laurn winked at Garrett then smiled. "I'm pretty sure, we've never had to drain the basement, had some lizard alien things get in through it, but we secured the area since then. With some expansion magic, grow lights and some the graphene generator, we should be good!" He grinned and grabbed another piece of garlic bread, shoveling more alfredo on his fork with it and taking a bite of both.
Signy followed Tobias and Kami back into the dining area, thinking on what he had just said. "Mum? Did ye bless this house?"
"Of course I did! Something mean and nasty tried to get in right behind me. What kind of guest would I be if I didn't help out as I could?"
"Well, then, it's discharged." She turned to Tobias and said, "To answer yer question, yes, I think so. Freyja, the Lady, judging the external danger to have passed, passed on a warning to the one threatened. And I'm not sure She meant the same thing by Light that ye do. If ye try to avoid destruction, except when the alternatives are worse, and to do good whenever ye can, then ye seek the Light. And if the Light within ye blinds ye to what is right, then it's not necessarily good."
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Tobias
"Thank ya." Tobias nodded at Evaine and sat down beside Kami at the table. He clapped his hands together and bowed his head, muttering a word or two, one might make out "Thank you goddess" and "Itadakimasu!" A mix of multiple cultural meal thanks!
Tobias nodded and blushed silently for a moment, chewing his food to make his silence more sensible then lowered his eyes. He wiped his mouth and took a piece of garlic bread before he clarified.
"Sorry ya had to... That was my father, 'lord' Kujo." Tobias offered his hand to Evaine to shake. "Tobias, by the way." He started thinking about what she said about the dark and light inside him, and realized neither was good, since both wanted pure destruction, one claimed for justice, the other for sheer enjoyment of it.
Signy commented, "And I thought [I]ma[/I] Dad was a disgrace. At least he doesna come chasing after me. Maybe because he's been in prison most of ma life..."
Evaine shook Tobias' hand. "Evaine McAllister. [I]Gydhja[/I] of Freyja. And you're quite welcome. As I said, I just did what I should as a good guest."
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Garrett grins to Laurn, taking a moment to reach over with a napkin to clean the edge of his cheek. "Darn, I'll have to try putting more in next time. And you had some sauce on your..cheek." He blushes, drawing his hand back to continue picking at his meal, commenting to the others.
"Makes me feel like I turned out pretty OK then for the son of two nature spirits from different pantheons, Norse and Greek." He takes a moment to inquire. "Wait, did I? And how is the lasanga, too salty?"
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Evaine said, "No, it's quite good. I imagine I'm going to have to jog a few extra blocks to work it off, though."
"Yer own fault for not having a cranked-up-to-eleven metabolism, Mum." Signy's accent shifted about five or six hundred miles south as she held up a now empty plate. "Please, sir, may I have some more?"
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Gold-Fire
Terry took hold of Sabrina's hand and smiled at her. He squeezed it gently and thought at her, pushing down his mental barrier so she could read him. 'Don't worry, I think we can protect them now.' He smiled a bit broader and tried to lead her back to the table with him.
"C'mon, we'll run outta food if we don't get back and eat some." He chuckled and sat down at one of the two adjacent empty seats. He waved his hand over the food with a faint blue glow and reheated his food to steaming hot before taking a bit. "Definitely not too salty." He agreed, after the first bite.
Tobias
Tobias laughs at her impression and shakes his head. He was thinking about taking another plate himself, eying the remaining food with the hungry eye of a kid starved for far too long. He tried his best to relax into the chair and wait out the hunger till his stomach caught up with his brain.
"You're better at the starving orphan impression than I am!" Tobias joked, his full and natural Londoner accent coming through, not having to keep up his 'not an immigrant don't notice me' routine.
Technosis
Laurn shook his head and smiled at Garrett, imagining the chorus for second as all the compliment Garrett needed. Laurn had taken plenty on his first helping, and filled up on bread, so he sat back in the chair and watched the others with normal detachment.
Kami
Kami was already doling out seconds for herself, her first helping small, and the second about the same. She glanced at Sabrina and Garrett, as if asking if it was okay to have more. There were probably enough, or atleast she thought. She took some more bread just in case.
Garrett blushed as the compliments were heard, chuckling lightly at Evaine's reply, quickly moving to scoop out a hefty helping of both pasta and lasagna to fill Signy's plate, nodding to Kami in assurance that it's alright to get more. Eyeing over the table, he perks a brow at Terry's antics cutely, before musing.
"Hunky human microwave, that, I will remember." He jokes, before his gaze falls to Laurn, a frown settling upon his face at his appearance of detachment. Taking this in, he promptly prepares a second plate for himself, a much smaller portion this time, as he speaks quietly to Laurn.
"You alright Laurn? Want to talk later?" He whispers the last part for confidentiality's sake.
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Sabrina grins as she is lead back to the table and promptly begins to fill her first plate lightly, before turning to Laurn with either more concern than Garrett, a hard feat to manage as she remarks mentally to Laurn whilst eating.
*Laurence, after that we need to have a chat too...alright?*
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Mar was now in the prosses of disecting the remains in his plate. He reconized meat of some kind, he remembered hunting some animal in the holding area at the lab. Later he leaned it was a pig. He picked up a bit of noodle examing it. Then the talk around him got in to his thinking. "What is Father?"
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Evaine answered Mar. "Father usually means one of three things. First, and most common, is the male parent that contributes genetic material to a new entity. Slightly less common, and usually only different from the first defintion among people, is the male who helps to raise and teach a new entity, preferably so that the new entity grows up into an adult person that is of a benefit to society."
"Some fathers in the first sense make very poor fathers in the second sense," added Signy.
"Then there is a person who is a father in a figurative sense, usually someone who founds or leads a society. And if the person who does any of these things is female, she's usually called a 'mother', instead." Evaine hoped her explanation answered Mar's question, but also hoped that it would raise more.
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Aoi finally stirred. Her pockets were inside out. She shivered feeling very violated. She checked her shoe. Passport and a lone dollar bill. She got up and pushed her pockets back inside her pants. Everything else felt okay so whoever accosted her was probably only looking for money. At least they hadn't found her passport. Still Aoi shivered again.
Grabbing the flyer, because it said "Free food, place to sleep" on it she stuffed it in her pocket and walked into the nearest convenience store. She bought a small soda and stood at the dispenser drinking it down half way and filling it again for several minutes. Eventually the clerk got annoyed and told her no more refills. Aoi understood but looked at him confused and just said a few random words in japanese. She did this for one last refill before 'finally' understanding what the cashier was saying with his over the top hand movements.
'My guitar!" Aoi ran out of the store and up to where she had been standing before she was pummeled by that thing. Her guitar was gone. Aoi sank to her knees in the street and just started to cry.
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"...Pardon," came a young voice from near Aoi.
In a sleek, white, motorized wheelchair, with a blanket over his lap pinned down by several books, sat a young, African-American boy with a shaved head and a simple turtleneck sweater. His chair whirred quietly as carefully and slowly approached, watching the sobbing girl for a few moments. "...My sincerest apologies for the interruption, but is there anything that I could potentially do to help?"
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Technosis
Laurn blinked and looked from Garrett, then Sabrina and just smiled toothily. She'd probably hear him factoring numbers and going through electrical engineering problems he needed to figure out, while she was sending him the mental message.
"I'm fine, we can talk later, but I think my computer math would bore you." He grinned and patted Garrett's leg.
Tobias
Tobias eyed the rest of the table after they got their seconds, then helped himself to more as well. He tried to eat civilized, slowly too. He glanced at Mar and Evaine and nodded at the explanation she gave.
"In my case, the former is more accurate, and by his standards, the latter. It's a custom among that demon clan to go through a long protracted battle after the year the male progeny first manifests his powers. Involved stalking and attacking the unfortunate children for months, and years after that, sometimes results in killing the boy. It's considered good form to kill their fathers, making the clan 'stronger'" Tobias sneered at the idea. "Obviously I prefer the human standard of fathering, but never had that either. Just me and my mum, til Kujo showed up."
Gold-Fire
Terry tilted his head at Tobias' explanation of the events of his life thus far and narrowed his eyes. He shook his head and frowned, softening his gaze after a minute or two then smiling.
"Well, you said before you were half angel too, so by that logic, you have more power than him, right?" Terry raised his eyebrows and shrugged.
Kami
Kami nodded and wrapped an arm around Tobias. She did let go either, just hung on him for a few minutes, while she chewed her food and got ready to encourage him as well.
"Yep, plus, I could use my card magic on you, I bet I've got a bunch of equipment cards that could help you!" She grinned, pulling her cards out of her bag and flipping through them. "This one, and this one."
Tobias eyed her and shook his head, she sighed and put her cards back in her bag; he was always reminding her not to play with her cards while she ate.
Garrett blushes at the physical contact again, the feature now probably a permanent feature on his face thanks to Laurn's affectionate actions, as he replies softly to the technopath, "I don't mind. Means I get to spend more time learning with you...even though math is my sworn and most hated nemesis. And Tobias, maybe we do have a ace in the hole, so to speak...your Dad hasn't meant mine." He smiles, taking a moment to add.
"My father is a Landvaetirr, a nature spirit and a steadfast defender of Yggdrasil. He only interacted with me to save my life when I was born and hand me off to my adoptive parents...but maybe he will help in a time of need?" He seems a bit uncomfortable at the idea of meeting his father after so long, but clearly wants to help Tobias thwart his fate.
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Mar looked at Terry "Not about power, power not enough. Spiders fight, food, mate, territory, not all time most powerful wins. Skill, speed, even location all affect fight. This Father wants fight why? What his strengths."
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Aoi looked up. She wiped away the tears on her face. They fell like molten lead instantly cooling on the pavement. Deep grey streaks down her face. She blinked twice. "Uh, smallur words please or slower between big. I am lost. Help find this place for me." Aoi held up the flyer from her pocket, to notice the scrawled map on the back, oh well, too late she had to talk to this person to not be rude.
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Near Aoi
Apparently scrawled in japanese were street names as well, since her passport had been read by the mysterious male.
Kitoshi stood on the roof watching their interaction for the moment. He scoffed quietly, then headed down the street, along the roof tops. Occasionally he'd miss a long jump and produce a metal blade, of varying size, and dig it into the wall, climbing up. Did incidental vandalism count as 'evil?' He sighed, this constant thought might be pressing more on his mind than he let on.
Tobias
Tobias frowns quietly for a few moments thinking about it for awhile, watching all of them as they mention the possible ways to indirectly fight him. Tobias doesn't like the notion, deep down. He nods at what Mar says though and plays with his fork for a moment, still thinking...
"Well, he rules a whole horde of demons with all the same powers as I have... But the confrontation between he and I, it's about cultural practices... if I use someone else to protect me, or to push him back, he'll keep coming." Tobias shrugs. "Fighting him with strategy is a good idea, He can make himself mostly invisible, and is immune to most detection because his aura blocks you from remembering you noticed something odd, unless you're psychic, or are of the same race. He's got blades like mine, nuero-toxin that he can turn on and off, but it intensifies pain, and heals the wounds while it's in your system. " He pauses again and thinks for awhile, trying to remember the fights he's had with him so far. "On top of that, he's scary, not just reasonably scary, but it's like he makes you scared even when you're determined not to be... " He frowns and sighs. "I think that broadening my skills and defeating him one on one, is the best option, perhaps using terrain, tactics and such would help too... I haven't had time to learn and practice my powers with running from him the two years since I discovered my powers. "
Garrett nods at that, taking a few dainty bites before pushing the plate away. "Alright, then. Since it sounds like you have to beat him to end this, but as it also doesn't sound like he fights fair..perhaps we can mold the terrain to assist and support you, with our powers? I mean, just in case he brings his army of demons and kardashians...if not, and if that's a stupid idea..uhm, forget I said anything." He looks down at that, not confident in his abilities or strategy.
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The boy holds out his hand, his arm ending a few inches away from the paper.
"You will have to move a bit closer, I am incapable of leaning forward," he says, his eyes scanning the forward-facing part of the paper, "though I cannot help but highly doubt the idea that you are this distressed because you are incapable of finding a location, is something [i]else[/i] the matter?"
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Tobias
Tobias shakes his head several times and smiles at Garrett, the idea actually hadn't occurred to him, to stack the field to his advantage! He recalled the few times he gained a slight upper hand, Kujo had run away to avoid outright defeat.
"No no!" Tobias smiled broader and shrugs. "I think that's probably a good idea. I mean, I've gotten a few good hits on him by luck. Retreating isn't considered defeat, and I really can't help but think he has more in mind than just beating me... I think he's trying to um..." He bridged a bit too close to mentioning the other personalities vying for control of his body. "I think he's trying to train me, or mold me into what he wants and subjugate me, I don't know though. Using home field advantage and stacking the deck in my favor is probably a really good idea." Tobias smiled, though he knew defeating his father in such a way would be a long way off, they had no idea how many trump cards he had up his sleeve!
Garrett's broad smile mirrors Tobias's own as he suggests. "We can draw him around the tower into our defenses, combine our abilities and skills to weaken him and strengthen Toby, giving him a advantage?" He then turns to Laurn with a blush
"You probably have a a better and more intelligent suggestion thought out at this point, I'll stop talking now." He whispers as his confidence leaves him, clearly not used to being listened to.
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"Tokyo is much easier to navigate, good trains. I got hit by metal monster, someone went through my jeans for money. My guitar was ... taken." Aoi moves the paper forward. "Just need to find this place. Cheaper than hostel."
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"Guitars are replaceable, and money can be earned," the boy says, finally able to reach the paper as he takes it and reads it properly, before flipping it over.
"There is a map on the back. Of more importance, where are your legal guardians?"
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They were using words he didn't understand. Normally someone would be discourage but he was watching and listening to everyone. Absorbing the general talk. Advantage... that was a new one. What did it mean. From the other words it must be something to do about making the fight easier. "How you see someone who doesn't want to be seen?" He was trying to figure that problem out. He did understand something about what Tobias said how this Father person could hide. "Things hide many ways, but to do so often leave trails. Some things hard to see with one set of eyes, but could be seen with other eyes. That I don't have anymore. Could this Father be the same, he hides from normal sight, but could other sight see him?"
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Signy nodded. "Footprints in snow or flour; bent blades o' grass, whatever he uses might not work on whatever he's stepping on. And maybe whatever he uses can be detected , itsel', by the right spell or gadget."
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"Thank you for showing me map." Aoi did a slight bow of her head and a very practiced smile. There was no advantage in being rude, which included pointing out when she thought a question was too prying. "If I can have paper back. I will go there and report guitar in morning to police. It is very special."Aoi held her hand out for the flyer, a polite distance, not actually reaching the paper, but not far enough back where the boy would have any difficulty handing it to her.
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The boy furrows his brow as he notes her dodging of the question, but hands the paper back without further inquiry into the matter. "Where exactly is it that you are going, if you would not mind the question?"
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Tobias
Tobias tilted his head at the notion and raised his eyebrows. He had never thought of that before. He knew others didn't see what he saw, the first month he felt insane, seeing man-shaped blurs around the scenery, followed by 'unfortunate' mishaps. He nodded quietly and thought about it some more, he bit half his lip with his canine teeth then nodded once more finally.
"I think that's a good possibility, even if he can mask his visible presense, and push down the perception of his foot falls, he can't make evidence disappear with subtle psychic fields... I have the same ability, we could study me, to study him." Tobias smirked and nodded. "Ah, anybody else want coffee?"
Kujo
After stalking away from the clock tower, Kujo went about finding the previous occupants. A man by the name of crow, according to several street urchin's he questions, and promptly killed. He was picking his way across the city now, and smiled as he hopped from roof top to roof top. He snapped a charm from his belt pouch, a portal appearing before him on the roof. A short mage stepped through, skin bright, unnatural red.
"I have need of assistance aquiring our weapon, prepare a portal." Kujo crossed his arms, the mage said nothing and bowed low. The mage stepped back into the portal and Kujo waited, trying to think out more ways to work around this. So far, he'd kept his son well isolated, with numbers his confidence, and power, could grow, and the demonic mind he knew was clawing its way to the surface would rise from desperation and take over. He smiled vaguely and snapped his fingers, pulling another charm from his pocket, thinking and concentrating, his dark aura swirled around the charm before he snapped it too.
Another portal openned a few minutes later and a female stepped through.
"Yes, father?" The girl bowed, she was dressed in something akin to ninja gear, but had the same pale skin tone as Kujo.
"Kindra, is you training progressing well?" Kujo inspected his 'daughter', inspecting her aura. He sensed her third eye had grown stronger, more open than the last time.
"Yes, I've even managed to push, with just a touch, a man to suicide." She smiled, even though it wasn't necessary for someone to dispatch themself, it was a good sign to overcome someones natural self preservation instincts with a psychic impulse.
"Good, you will need to infiltrate human society, and get close to him. Don't let him know who you are." Kujo smiled, returning to his humanoid form. He projected into her mind the tower that the wanderers were living in. He looked mostly human, with archaic design in clothing. He hoped her Tactile Psychic capabilites would be enough, she was half breed, so her capacity to project was far beyond the norm. "Go." He waved his hand, he disliked having her around, her presense only reminded him of the mate he lost to her clan. The entire reason he'd raised her was as a replacement for his lost mate, that and she made a good piece for his side. Deluding her into believing she was his daughter only helped chain her will to him.
Kindra nodded and wrapped darkness around her, leaving to carry out her task.
Kindra
Kindra had been to earth many times, though her father didn't know it. She enjoyed the human culture, felt freer in it. However she had a duty to her father and clan, she sped her way towards the mall, her psychic capabilities were far greater than she let her father know. If he knew her full capabilities, he would keep her too busy to enjoy earth.
She broke into the mall, still stealthed, and forcing the eyes of all the humans in her vascinity to ignore the disappearing shirt, skirt, panties, and other clothing and jewelery she stole from under their noses. She went to the bathroom and changed, stuffing her normal clothing into a stolen backpack and watching herself in the mirror. She tore off the tags and easily cut through the security tags without releasing the ink.
"This should do." She smiled, turning around, dressed in a knee length pleated white skirt, a purple shirt with some silly phrase on it. She'd stolen multiple piece of jewelery, bracelets and necklaces. She slipped on the hightop tennis shoes and shook her hair out again. The burgundy locks fanned out around her head after being freed from the high topknot. "Just like a real human teenager." She grinned and left the girls room to wander the mall as though she fit in. She wasn't about to simply do what she was told, besides, she didn't even know where to start looking, or what he looked like!
Garrett takes a moment to nod at Tobias's suggestion, and promptly replies. "Then it is settled..until we face Kujo, we need to train and study you before we think about engaging him." He then stands, his plate cleaned of food, as he adds with a grin. "Now I don't know about you guys, but I think after such a hearty meal, it'd be nice to celebrate and go to a shopping establishment of utter bliss, wouldn't you agree, Sabrina?" He offers his most charming smile to the telepath, who is only able to resist for about five seconds.
"Fine! We're going to the Maul, who all is coming?"
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"For now, here." Aoi doesn't have much of a poker face. She really doesn't seem to have much of a plan beyond the flyers offer for a place to stay. "They are uniques, like me. Safer to stay with. People like you get hurt around people like me." Aoi patted the boys hand. Her hand felt how it looked, like a sleek car surface. It had the give of normal flesh, but not the softness.
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"Quarantine, generally, has not been the accepted method of dealing with the genetically different in Titan City," the boy says with practiced precision, "still, seeing as I do not have detailed information in regards to your current situation, and are therefore unable of making educated choices for you, I will instead lead you to where you want to go, if that is what you want."
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Mar was now getting used to the fork device. He also was watching how others were eating and started to mimic there behavior. Soon he was eating with utensils as if he was doing so for years. He was also sampling each part of the now dissected Lasagna.
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Signy and Evaine both noticed a subtle shift in pronunciation. "I take it this Maul is special?" asked Evaine.
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Garrett nods with a smile, clearly an experienced costumer. "Yes. The Maul is a VERY large facility that caters to both normal and superhumans, with everything from a gigantic food court, to costume outfitters and designers, clothing and a Danger Room...it's amazing."
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More words he didn't fully understand "I go, see what court is, and stuff. They give me new clothing?"
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Garret smiles as he explains further. "The Court would be the Food Court, a place to purchase food to eat. You would buy clothes from their stores with money, which is a form of currency used to buy items you want, if you have enough."
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Looks disappointed "So I can't go? Got no... monikey"
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Tobias raised his eyebrows at the new pronunciation of mall, and was just as confused as the others. He got up and familiarized himself with the kitchen, then came back, sitting down with a cup of coffee reheated from earlier in the day.
"Is there coffee?" Tobias grinned through his cup of coffee, he winced and wrinkled his nose. Microwaved coffee always had an odd after taste... "I probably need clothes, but I have no money."
Kami grinned and tilted her head, poking Tobias in the ribs slightly.
"I could Conjure money?" She grinned and started to get up to get her staff from their room.
"No, 'conjuring' means you'll just move some here, from someplace else. It's totally random, you could be, basically, stealing from a bank!" Tobias narrowed his eyes at her, she stuck out her lower lip and rolled her eyes.
Kujo
Kujo waited on the roof top for some time, annoyed by the time it was taking for his mages to scry for this man. It had barely taken him an hour to find the name, what was so hard about finding this one? He stood with his arms crossed for a few more minutes before a new portal opened before him, a mage appearing before him.
"We have scried his location my Lord, there are complications in doing so stealthily..." The mage bowed and Kujo simply glared for a moment or two.
"Complications? You mean you can't simply portal him out?" Kujo raised his eyebrows.
"We can, Sire, given his precise location, however he is held in an insane asylum, and it is heavily guarded." The mage bowed profusely, seeing the annoyed look on Kujo's face.
"Hmph, an insane asylum? That could be a useful distraction..." Kujo uncrossed his arms. "Gather a few mages, and a dozen of our warriors, we are going to create havoc tonight." Kujo smiled. "Gather the forces, and wait for my signal." Kujo smirked, the mage handed Kujo a map. He inspected it for a few moments then tucked it into the belt around his Hakama. "Go." The mage nodded and bowed a few more times, while Kujo headed towards the asylum, hopping from roof to roof and making good time.
Once outside he rolled his eyes at the building, obviously designed for normal inmates, whomever this previous occupant was, Kujo suspected he wouldn't be of much use to him. He snorted and cloaked himself in shadow, becoming a blur against the night sky. The guards didn't notice his approach, they were both dead, throats slit before they realized what was going on. He used their badges to enter securely and walked calmly through the building, searching for the main ward for the criminally insane. He really didn't care for such places, they'd all be better off dead... He snorted loudly and became impatient, once inside the secured mental wing he snapped the charm, and 20 men appeared from five portals.
"Free all of them, when you find one named 'Crow', bring him to me." Kujo looked at the minions as they waited, eying the pristine building. "GO!" Kujo snarled, the warriors and mages dispersed, a mage with each group of three warriors, spreading out into the various wings, while Kujo waited. Soon the sounds of slaughter started to reach his ears, joining the shrieks and cries of the insane.
Evaine shook her head. "Worse, Kami, you could be taking it from someone who worked long and hard for it. Maybe with children to support."
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Aoi smiled, the boy must be smart, she knew many engish words but he kept using large ones, most likely to make up for his physical limitations. Well best to let him save the damsel in distress, even if it was painfully uncomfortable for her to rely on someone she didn't know.
"Thank you young sir. I name is Aoi. I am in your care."
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Kami bit her lip and furrowed her brow at that, nodding to Evaines words and ringing her hands.
"Hadn't thought of that, wasn't really money where we came from, lots of bartering, and we made all our wares..." She sighed and put her hands on the table. "Guess we can't get anything." She sighed again and looked over at Tobias.
Tobias just shrugged, he had gotten used to being unable to afford anything by this point, what's more he hadn't gotten a clue as for how to get money, given his limited skills and time. Hard to hold a job at a fast food restaurant or something when you might be risking the lives of your fellow employees.
Terry thought for a bit then shrugged.
"Well, we probably have some cash in the budget for it, though you need to register if you're going to do hero work, should give us a standard funding increase, not much but enough to cover your food, clothes and some other things." Terry got up and stretched, glancing at Sabrina. "You've been quiet, you joining us?" He started gathering up the empty dishes and silverware.
Signy shrugged. "I registered when we immigrated. Everyone back in Inverness knew, trying to hide it seemed pointless."
Evaine added, "And we have cash, it seemed easier to sell our old stuff and buy new, just haven't had a chance to do serious shopping."
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"What does register mean? Why we need register for money?" Alright he was now completely confused. "Are we still going to Maul place?"
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Terry tilted his head back and forth a few degrees, then nodded to Mar.
"Well, there are government grants and such, specifically for the sort of work we do, for registered heroes and teams of heroes, who act as essentially super human police forces, we help keep people safe and healthy, and as a result, we have transparency, cooperation with the law, and some funding, since we're sort of trying to act as a school and youth outreach program for super powered individuals. 'we' get money, and it's only fair in my opinion that you get money as a result, for being a part of this team and behavior. So, if you want things Mar, we'll pay for them. Some of us more than others, can't hide what and who we are. " He chewed his lip... "Sorry, got a lot of regulations in my head..." He picked up the stack of dishes and headed into the kitchen, loading them in the dishwasher.
Amidst the cacophony of the wails of the deranged and the screams of dying orderlies, the mysterious and no doubt deadly scarred enigma known as the Crow raised his sleepless eyes in his cell, and smiled. Sniffing in the rich scent of freshly spilled blood, he rattled his arms within his chained harness, and long since fought the urge to curse at it's tightness, as it holds him aloft.
Deemed to dangerous to be set upon the ground in a simple circular cage after a nurse attending to him had his throat impaled on a chopstick after he had accidentally tipped over a bit of the portents of his container of soy sauce into his untouched rice. When inquired about why by the impetuous and warden he had taken the time to examine, classify, and subquesently manipulate, he simply cited.
'I had requested sweet and sour sauce, NOT soy sauce Warden Hall. Spilling them on my rice may as well have been pissing on my birth certificate.'
It had been six months since the incident, and six months well spent indeed, as with him hanging aloft by his wings strapped on a wench in the ceiling, he has been able to slowly but surely anticipate how to use them to escape. Six long, hellish months he has spent, twisting and flexing the technological artifices of flight and against the sinew of his oblique muscles, pain worth all the while to prepare for one minute of opportunity.
Equally as beneficial, is the rapport he fostered with the guards no overseeing him. It was more than annoyingly difficult to gain the simpletons trust given his past actions, but a few panicked wailings in the night about a missing daughter entertaining them with jokes built a rather nice and even better, exploitable relationship. So was his expected fortune, when those said guards hastily nearly ran past, if not stopped by the shrill 'fear in the Crow's panicked voice!
"Please, PLEASE! Don't leave me here to die, I have a d-daughter, Tabitha. Carl, I told you about her! She's ten, nearly eleven now..I NEED to see her again, I can't die a broken man strapped to a harness like bait!" The two guards stopped for a precious moment, and through looks in their beady and puny eyes, windows into their insignificant mind, he knew he had them.
Stepping inside and shutting the door to his cell, the first guard the Crow had spoken to, Carl House, and his mousier, nervous yet compassionate companion Jacob Cash, began the two security card swiped process to hoist the man to the ground. Feigning weakness in his right knee as his feet and mostly unused legs greet solid ground, he can't suppress the dark chuckle that emulates from the edges of his throat, pouring through his mask as Jacob realizes his mistake once he enters the man's armlength.
Instantly wrapped in a rib crushing bearhug, he counts on the much older guard Carl's slowed reaction time and reluctance to shoot a man he had come to know as a friend, and used those precious five seconds to sweep his wings forward, the resulting wind gust sending the man painfully to his back, enough time for the Crow to finish crushing the entirety of Jacob's torso.
Dropping the broken and dying man to the concrete floor like a sack of potatoes, the jubilant Crow testily stepped forward, before grinning as he spied Carl groaning and hastily getting to his feet, simply maneuvering his now free right wing to slice across the man's throat like a fine razor. Kicking the man's crumpling body through the previously locked cell door with a crunch and echoy bang, the man stalked forward, his armored talon boots stepping over glass and a sheen of fine blood, as he stepped out of his personal prison.
Gripping the metal claws of his gauntlet clad feet on Carl's neck, he leaned down to whisper with notes of sincerity. "For what it's worth Carl, you were the best guard and ignorant patsy I could ask for." And with that knowledge passed, he curtly stepped through the man's neck, instantly severing his spinal cord, killing him and offering him the mercy of relatively painful demise.
Keeping his wings folded to his back, he stolled along the corridor with a freeness he hadn't felt since he had soared with the birds of Titan City's skyline, dropping young helpless citizens onto cars several hundred feet below like tortoises to a mighty eagle.
The Crow was finally freed from his foul prison, and now to revel in the pleasures beyond it.
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Garrett smiles as he states to Kami. "You can gain money from working in what's called a part or full time job, or as an allowance if your parents are generous. There are all kinds of ways to make it, like Terry suggested. But for now, are we ready?"
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Terry returned to the dining room and nodded. He smiled at the large group gathered and then thought for awhile.
"It might be wise if we tried to keep a bit of anonymity." He stroked his chin and sighed, there wasn't anything to be done about that, since eventually one might piece it together by his and Sabrina's choice of company and their future encounters with villains. "Just gotta get our team account cards, we'll worry about registering you all as part of the team tomorrow, for now, celebration at the Maul is definitely in order." Terry smiled and headed up stairs to gather what they needed for the trip.
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Tobias grinned, it had been ages since he had new clothes, he didn't like the idea of wearing some sort of super-suit, he enjoyed the freeness of normal clothes. Terry's baggy hand me downs suited him well enough, but perhaps he could get something that would be durable, or regenerative, that he could wear to sustain his modesty, since he was now, or soon to be, a registered hero.
"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll be able to get you some stuff." He stood up and wrapped an arm around Kami's shoulders. "Can you stuff your staff into Atrox's pouch?" He asked, raising his eyebrows, he never was sure what she could and couldn't fit into that tiny backpack, but it seemed to be much more than the tiny Lion plushy/backpack could possibly hold.
"Of course!" Kami grinned and hopped up, running off to get her staff, she was gone far longer than it took to retrieve a staff, in fact she returned in a different outfit all together, stockings and a long skirt, long sleeve shirt with big conical sleeves, and a pouch on her hip that held her cards. He knew it was her 'new combat' uniform. "Think I can get some cool combat gear? I really kinda stopped liking my families traditional garbs... I mean, the formal stuff is great, but I think I should bind other clothes to the summoning charm." She nodded, still carrying Atrox on her back.
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Kujo had begun pacing the buildings empty and blood covered halls. The various deranged or malcontent patients were running through the halls with similar murderous glee as Crow, though few really matched the avion themed villain in their power, frightfulness, or cunning. Kujo stopped as a mage arrived to report to him, he had moved from the previous atrium and surveyed the carnage and madness with a mix of pleasure, disdain and passivity. He glanced back at the mage and held out his hand. A folder marked with Crows records was placed in the gauntlet of bone and leather.
"Excellent... And you've ensured that these mad creatures are being set loose?" Kujo asked, turning and not looking at the mage, he turned and started heading towards the wing, he laughed at the choice of terminology once, that Crow was held in. The wing had yet to be touched, since they had been moving through the lesser offenders and madmen, most of them hadn't done much more than murder once or twice. The area Crow was held in held captives with much greater offenses on their record, some pleased him, others he would have stomped out himself if he had the time or empathy for human suffering.
"Yes sire, portals have been arranged in all the freed wings, they lead to various points surrounding the wanderers home base, as you wished." The mage bowed and led Kujo through the complex. He stopped at the door to the wing that held Crow and smiled vaguely, the sight of the man walking proudly through the hall in the small pane of glass actually pleased him, though he still needed to test the mans mettle...
"Summon the warriors and mages to free the rest in this wing. I have a challenge to issue." Kujo tossed the folder haphazardly behind his shoulder and walked calmly towards the door, cleaving through the bolt and hinges with two quick strokes as his blades still formed like jagged shards of shrapnel jutting from his wrists. He wrenched the door away and stood with his arms crossed. Darkness gathered around him in a mist at first, his clothes evaporated in the mist with a glow of runes, replaced by loincloth, trophies of skulls and bones. Now as he stood seemingly barring the psychopaths way out, his armor formed, tearing through his skin to ride to the surface in sharp, blackened metallic plates and segments. He bowed to Crow.
Behind Crow a new portal appeared, and his warriors poured from it like, a stream of similarly armored demons followed closely by mages in tattered robes of leather. The mages moved their hands tracing symbols in the air, while the warriors cleaved open every door in the wing to release the most violent and crazy psychopaths the facility held, in a vain attempt to 'cure' them.
"It pleases me, to see you were cunning enough to free yourself of your own accord." Kujo spoke, his voice respectful, formal. "However, though I could be called liberator, and ally, I wish to test your merit for myself!" Kujo launched himself forward with intense speed after the short and eloquent speech. Blades of nethril on his wrist swung perpendicularly at newly freed 'monster', two nightmares ready to clash in an appropriate setting.
The Crow returned Lord Kujo's eloquent bow and spoke with an equal mix of formality, his tone not rising an inch as he is charged. "I appreciate the comment, and so be it!" WIth that said, he suddenly dives low with his wings folded in a roll, unfurling them with sudden force as he hopes to send the demon flying back down the corridor. Brushing off the tips of his wings with a handkerchief he procured from the now bisected form of his former psychologist, he adds with a hopeful hint lilting his voice.
"I do hope we can foster a partnership after this spat is over?"
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Sabrina takes a moment to step away from the table, rubbing her temple in world as she notes. "Uhm, I think we may have to put our shopping trip on hold, something's come up!" With that, she rushes for the cerebro like device attached to the machine mana, as she hopes that who she thinks might be triggering the psionic alarm in her mind has NOT been freed, as she shouts!
"Turn on the news, now!" It was NOT a suggestion, but a demand.
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Garrett blinks at these turns of events, before turning to Laurn with a look of worry on his face. "Is everything OK, Laurn?"
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Kujo grinned as the low curl was a fairly decent tactical charge! Kujo's swipes went over, and behind Crow as he ducked low and swept with his wings. Kujo's armor proved quite sturdy, but the dark aura surrounding his form touched the wings, deflecting them, or pausing their momentum enough, that Kujo flung himself over and rolled. He was grazed by the sharp extra appendages, however. He spun on the spot and coursed the nuero-toxic venom through his limbs, sprouting more blades as he returned the charge.
"I have come for just such a strategic offer!" Kujo said, though his tone forceful with the thrill of combat upon him, he didn't raise his voice or drop formality, as though combat and negotiations naturally went hand in hand. Kujo's charge coincided with his aura sweeping through the hall, the blood and viscera that littered it disappeared in his wake, and his wounds close. He reached Crow and swung across with his blades, at the same time ducking low and spinning with his bladed leg, forcing the agile man to dodge a gauntlet of wickedly seraded edges. "I assume that you have had the displeasure of dealing with those residing in the Ironport Clock tower?"
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Tobias raised his eyebrows as Sabrina looked annoyed, or pained? He glanced at Laurn as well, since the older teen held the controls for all the tech in the Wanderers Tower.
"Kami, maybe you should go to our room for a bit..." He had a bad feeling, he didn't want her to see what might come on the news...
Kami frowned and shook her head, giving Tobias a look that said volumes between the two, but he looked back just as sternly.
"C'mooon, I've been in Chiron's arena!" She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, she was also disappointed by the fact that they were missing a trip to the maul...
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Laurn pulled his goggles from his pocket once more and eye-tracked through the menus to activate the Television. He didn't take long to flip to the local news, in fact the large 50 inch screen mounted on the other side of the dining room split into four pictures with four different news casts across the city. All seemed to depict similar situations across the city. He glanced over at Sabrina, and gritted his teeth. This might be a bit much for their little group to handle...
Terry stood back and watched, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall. He was waiting for the news reports to actually get to the point. Sabrina must have sense something really big, and really bad going down.
"Turn it up, what's it muted?"
"Sorry, I always mute it when watching the security cameras..." Laurn did some weird eye movement behind his green hud goggles, rimmed in brass like a mad steampunk scientist, and the volume rose sharply.
One of the said Insane prisoners was sitting in the padded cell her arms bound in a straight jacket. Nothing but the hum of the power suppresser overhead was all she heard... that was till the hum stopped. Something was wrong, well wrong for the guards. She braced herself against the wall and shimmied to a stand. Then she walked to the cell door and tried to peak out. "Oh burn it all." The room was getting hot and she liked it that way, with the power suppresser off she was burning. Soon she snapped the straight jacket as the jacket was now burning and catching alight. "Tried to smoother Sunstroke did they? Well time to light this place up!"
The flames soon found their way through the lock of the door and into the hallway, burning anyone guard or escapee. "BURN IT ALL DOWN!" Her insane laugh echoed off the walls as she strolled down it her body nudity hidden by the flaming plasma about her. "Higher, higher, burning fire. Making music like a quire."
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Okay something was wrong and Mar went up the wall to his safe spot in the corner when Sabrina gave the command to turn on the news. What ever news was.
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The Crow took note of the dark aura that surrounded the man, concluding it heeled him and increased his toughness, among other benefits, something he could fill for later use if he nodded to take out the formidable demon lord. Pressing those thoughts to the back of his mind, he focused on direct blow to blow combat with Kujo, ducking under and around every swipe the man gave save a grazing slash across his armor, before launching his own swift offensive.
Suddenly lashing out with his taloned arm gauntlets, he aims for the torso and midriff as he also adds his even faster wing slices to the free, maneuvering the metal appendages to slice at his face, neck and shoulders like a raking fan or fine needle like stabs. At the mention of the dreaded Wanderers, he hisses, a unearthly and chilling sound from the countenance of his facemask, as it's embroidery morphs to the pained visage of Kujo's agonized face.
"Yes, indeed. They had rather rudely uprooted me from MY tower, and the actions of a rather impetuous energy blaster had singed my wings into my muscle and bone. But I believe that was for the best, wouldn't you say?"
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Sabrina instantly attempted to shush the arguing boys with a firm and intense glare, as she watches the news intently, as the concerned tone of a TC News Reporter onsite reveals the current state of the silently assualted asylum....
".....Multiple deaths of orderlies and guards stationed have been recorded, and we even have the audio of a guard who attempted to alert others to his location with what sounds like a radio broadcast to the TCPD and emergency services...be warned, the content is graphic."
With that the following radio broadcast is heard, sounds of bloodcurdling screams and panicked fire from rarely ever used handguns are heard.: "We have multiple casualties here, nurses, doctors, guards, whatever is attacking is killing EVERYONE. We know now that one prisoner has already escaped and has contributed to the attacks, the Crow! Wait...h-he's outside." Comes a frantic whisper, as the guard attempts to whisper out the Lord's Prayer, as the sound of raking talons fills the audio....
"Our father...w-who art in heaven, hallowed be t-thy name, thy kingdom co-AAGGGGGH!!" The sounds of a maddening cackle amidst the sounds of ripping flesh and breaking bones is heard, before the connections is cut off with a bzzzzt.
Sabrina hangs her head at the sound, shaking it in disgust and anger as the equally shaky words of the female reporter ends the report, recycling back to a shot of the currently sacked asylum.
"T-this is Titan City Action News at 8....I'm H-Helena Cox."
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Garrett pales at the sight of the museum and the sounds projected by the broadcast, curling a tiny bit inward as he whispers in the aftermath.
"W-Why? Why would someone-" He shakes his head. "Who's the Crow?" He turns his head to Terry and Laurence, quivering a fair bit, as Sabrina seems to be frighteningly blank at the moment, beside herself.
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Kujo chuckled, the fight with the Crow was actually bringing the demon joy! He pulled back at the hips, his abdomen was exposed by the segments of armor, seemingly the only weak point, asside from joints and face. Kujo finally used his blades defensively, blocking a slice at his neck, the scratch across his face from the other incoming wing grazed his check and nearly severed his precious fu-manchu! Kujo laughed mirthfully, his aura swirled around him, eating away at the corpses around him reducing them to only bone, and the grazing wound healed. He blocked strikes from talons with a blade, caught the second swipe with his hand and gripped the grizzled mans clawed gauntly, pressing against him with dark waves upon his mind.
"I am destruction itself, Lord Kujo, who cut his teeth upon this earth and whose memory still frightens children and warriors alike in the land of the rising sun!" Kujo laughed louder, echoing through the halls, to be picked up by the multiple recording devices in the building. "However I have not come to end you!" Kujo pushed way the man with a great force, the waves of darkness pushing with his muscles.
"I seek your allegiance, for we share a common foe." Kujo flexed and his aura swiped away flesh from another corpse nearby healing more wounds as it passed. "These... "Wanderers" have taken a weapon of mine, given him refuge, though I have armies of demons, the weapon is key." Kujo waited, the combat was good, exhilarating! However they needed to deal with bigger things. "The first of his kind, and greatest of unholy creations, we can bring it under my sway, but I have need of pawns, and generals..." He smiled broadly and nodded at Crow, indicating he intended him for the latter role. "They have Magicks I have never seen and which can stop our incoming assault, but you once called their sanctuary home, we could push them from their safety, gather forces of our own and take this city, this world, heaven and hell would be ours, and we could fracture it among us as we see fit. And I could offer you more power..." Kujo waited, his defenses and his offenses ready, in case he needed to dispatch with the Crow...
Kujo did see the merit in this creature, no, this equal. Perhaps with the metal of hell augmented to his already monstrous form, they could do more, but there was no need for them to bloody their hands. They had unleashed dozens of madmen and women into the city, ready and able to provide distraction.
"We must hurry..." Kujo sniffed the air, smelling fire and ash. "For this place will be gone, and our foes will be upon us..."
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Terry was having trouble catching his breath, mostly because he had held it and was still doing so as he gritted his teeth and waited for more news. This couldn't be all, if Crow had escaped, and the Asylum massacred, this couldn't be the extent of it! He finally exhaled, his eyes literally flashing as he resisted an emotional outburst of energy...
"This is..." He wanted to say bad, but stating the obvious wasn't necessary. "We need to move, NOW." Terry was gone after the word was out. "Mar, it might be best if you stay, unless you think you can handle violence and combat untrained..." He glanced at the others, wondering which among them could help in actuality.
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Tobias had been right, the voices were enough to frighten Kami. She may have participated once in the blood sport in the circles of hell for vegence, but since she had become much more human than she realized. She clung to Tobias, one ear pressed to his side, the other covered by her hand. She shivered at what she heard, the sounds of blood and violence were overwhelming. For Tobias they sent his other voices into a nearly deafening chorus of dissonant shouts. HE closed his eyes and shivered too, then looked up again with a glare.
"I'm not staying, Kami, you'll stay. Summon your cards and fill the base with monsters, just like Rune Fortress, stay as far away from the combat as possible..." Tobias leaned down and kissed her forehead as she openned her mouth to try and say otherwise. "You're not ready... " Tobias ran his fingers over her hair and glanced at Evaine and Signy, he hadn't expected something so violent and bloody, it made him wonder what would happen.
Kami nodded and Tobias and started pulling cards from her pouch and doing as he said. She was good at this, it wasn't a game, but neither had other times she had to use this quick and relatively simple magic. Her figners trembled as she let go of him and started putting up extra defenses in the base and around it.
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Technosis rose and left with Terry, his goggles still on as he started to get his suit on. He was on auto-pilot now, he knew how badly this already was, and he had become this way to stop it. He couldn't feel right now, just act, be the machines. He'd have to pull out some experimental gear too. He exhaled slowly as he got to his room and put on the green suit covered in gold leads, attaching a spine shaped, armored pack to his back with green segmented bars on it, glowing with stored Machina Mana. He gritted his teeth and put his gauntlets and boots back on, attaching to his belt grappling hooks, stun grenades, anything he thought might come in handy.
He met Terry in the hall, who had donned his suit as well, though it was in dire need of more upgrades and customization on Technosis' part, they were ready for combat as the came back to the dining room in time for another news broadcast....
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"Breaking news, there are reports coming in across Ironport of armed and dangerous psychotic criminals, powered and unpowered, roaming the streets of Ironport tonight. We have confirmation that at least five of the yet uncounted murderers and mentally ill escaped from Steel Mercy Asylum. Police and Heroes are advising that citizens stay indoors, lock their doors, barricade yourselves in and do not open the doors for anyone. Re-" The reporter paused a look of shock and horror crossed his face. "Just in, a fire has reportedly started in the North wing, that's the Ultra high security lock up, where criminally insane are kept under power suppression, and heavy sedation. We repeat, stay inside, bar your doors and windows and stay safe..." The report switched to footage from a helicopter circling the mental institution, multiple images blurs in the high definition footage can be seen. The fire from Sunstroke had caused the roof of areas in her wake to cave in, patients were climbing through the holes, leaping, flying and teleporting. The footage suddenly cuts our just after a sudden burst directly in front of the camera.
A new news caster is on the screen. "We've lost signal from our traffic helicopter.... We can only hope the pilot and camera crew are safe..."
Her mocking laughter rang out as she burst through the roof of the insane asylum. Her plasma blast leading the way as she continued her random attacks. Maybe she hit the news chopper, maybe she didn't she wasn't really paying attention. She been keep suppressed for to long and now she was releasing it all. Then she heard voices "Destruction? You ha! You talk and plan wile the fires rages!" She spins almost dancing as she throws fireballs almost randomly. "So which one of you is a cape trying to stop the other? Not that I really care who I burn all are equal in the flames." She smiles as she lands her footsteps burning the ground. "Where's the party boys? The fireworks have just started."
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Mar looked at the door. There wasn't a lot he knew but fighting was part of life for a spider. "I come." With that he jumped down and ran out not sure where but he was following the others.
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The boy smiled, his wheelchair whirring softly as he turns around, and begins leading her down the street. "It is very nice to meet you. My name is Winston," he says as they turn the corner, heading for a shortcut past the Maul, "since you are new to the city, is there anything in particular that you would want to know?"
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Evaine called out, "I'll be right back!" as she headed out the door. She didn't even look as she crossed the street, just sprinted to the shelter and unlocked the door.
Signy knew that look on her mother's face. "She's getting some supplies, I think. For consecrating the shelter, but they'll work to help her defend this building if it is attacked. Kami, can ye conjure her a sword?"
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The Crow smiled as his gauntleted hand was caught, drawing back his wings are he recognized the bout was over, and let out possibly the most chilling, gleeful laugh he has ever uttered. It resonates through the corridor with a chilling resonance, reflecting the dark taint of his soul and his sinister, black heart as he replies with contentment.
"And I would be a fool not to accept your proposal. I will be more than happy to help deliver to you your weapon, so long as my own agendas are met, and we simply do not slay the Wanderers first....no. I want them to suffer, claw at their hearts in fear as they realize, one by one, that fighting back against our forces is helpless. I want them to quiver in the night, and pray for us to deliver....meercy. I will be delighted to take a position as your general, an equal, so long as these demands are met?" He inquires, no, demands, but with no hint of disrespect, a simple cold hatred for those who took his home.
In regards to Sunstroke, he whips his head to face her faster than humanly possible as he snarls to her, his mask's embroidery now morphing into the countenance of Sunstroke's agonized face.
"And while your fires rage, overlords of our caliber will rain over what's left of this world...that is, if you'll join us. I imagine you certainly don't want to end up like the REST of the population?" He half inquires, half threatens, eager to see how the pyromaniac will reply.
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Sabrina simply brushes past the boys to head to her own room, returning moments later in her full heroic gear, psionic veil enshrouding her face, and to complete the set, a pair of metallic and pink glowing escirma sticks, courtesy of Technosis. When she speaks, her voice is firm and orderly, the shinings of a field leader coming through, even....?
"Fine. Tech, your with me, we need to quell the ordinary prisoners and prevent them from escaping the grounds, Tobias, I want you to form up with Terry and begin to handle the low powered inmates, coordinate our efforts with police. Signy, if you and your mother can handle rescuing the wounded and getting them to medical, that would be perfect. And Garrett, Mar, I want you to do the same thing. After that is dealt with, THEN we head for the wing the villains have been spotted in...do. I make. myself. clear?"
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Garrett offers her several nods, before turning to Terry as he inquires quietly. "I'm going to need a suit like you mentioned, or are we past time for that?"
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Aoi shook her head, but realized her companion couldn't see the small movement. "No thank you. Later maybe but I need to eat first." Almost as if on command her stomach made a rather large gurgle noise. Aoi turned a shade of storm grey embarrassed and scrunched her shoulders crossing her hands in front of her.
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"If you insist," Winston says, opening up one of the books on his lap as he begins to read. The chair automatically turns at the next street, and the clocktower looms overhead from the next block over.
"I believe we will be there soon."
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Kujo laughed loudly at the mans demands and nodded respectfully. He crossed his arms and the veil of darkness changed into a simple defensive whirl of living shadow. He glanced down at the girl, towering over the nude maniac and tilting his head. He was unfamiliar with the term 'cape', out of the loop too long dealing with greater things he glanced back at Crow and smirked.
"Yes, these children will suffer, for thinking they can play hero. You will get your joyous revenge. " He turned to Sunstroke again. "I don't know what these capes are, but I am the liberator of your madness, and you would do well to step in line, or step aside." Kujo glanced back at his left and snapped another charm. His demonic mages and warriors appeared around him. "Assist the crow, augment him and ensure he is well equipped. Let us depart and leave these children to their distractions." Kujo waved his hand towards a still open portal, which apparently lead, by the window effect it created, to a tall building that over looked the carnage.
The mages grinned at this and nodded to Kujo, one stepping forward and snapping blades and armor from one of the nearby demons, offering the black metal to Crow, dispite the demons ease at breaking the stuff, it was obvious the black metal was strong. "Nethril, Crow, to better suit your visage and strengthen you, it may even yet still hold the darkness within for you to use!"
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Tobias nodded at Psionette and formed all of his blades. He glanced at the screens were more new reports still talked about the carnage and destruction that was occurring at and around the mental hospital. He glanced at Kami who was still cycling through her trap and equipment cards and forming them from pure magic.
"Are you sure I won't be needed to deal with heavy hitters?" Tobias asked, he could do a lot, even if he was untrained, but at the same time he could incapacitate the weaker madmen fairly quickly and easily.
Kami was rifling through her deck for a card to conjure up that was like a sword... She chewed her lip several times and then pulled one out, whacked it with her staff and the sword appeared from the magic circle in the air. It was a long Celtic Broad Sword with runes etched across the blade and hilt, it glowed with magic that could nearly be felt, a golden light emanating from all the runes.
"Will this do?" Kami asked, picking up the blade and its sheath. "Claíomh Solais, the shining sword, it's not the 'real' thing, but it should function pretty well?" She drew another card from her pouch and whacked it as well, and a copy of the sword appeared. "If you need, or she does." Kami smiled. "The constructs should work until they're sundered, and hold all the properties that the card maker had intended for them." She grinned, proud of herself but still obviously scared.
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Terry nodded, agreeing with Psionette's plan well enough, he turned to Garrett and lead down stairs to their small storage facility of equipment, mostly clothes, gadgets and a few other interesting do-dads.
"Alright, pick one out, we've stock piled some generic protective super suits for new recruits. I don't think you'll mind, right?" He smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "We need to move quickly, but we probably have time for this." Terry left Garrett with that and headed back up stairs.
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Technosis nodded several times, and handed Psionette a small band of metal. It looked simple enough but a green symetrical eye appeared on a small hexagon at the center of the slightly flexible thing.
"Experimental, but it should work like the one up stairs," He handed her a box as well. "This is a Machina Mana battery, stores and draws Machina Mana from the surrounding areas to allow you to do what you need, kind of like the one up stairs, but smaller capacity, we might need it." Technosis flexed his fingers in his gloves, he wasn't used to the newer model, green lines and apertures covered the gauntlets and pulsed away from the mana battery on his back.
Signy smiled. "Oh, aye. Those will do for Mum." She set them both on the table. "I don't have near enow training in blades, 'tis brawling for me, for now."
Evaine grabbed two bags: one a backpack, the other the supplies she'd dropped off earlier. She locked the door behind herself and ran back across the street.
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As Winston continued to lead Aoi towards the tower, the steady beeping of an electric watch came from his wrist. Raising his arm, he looked over at the clock on his wrist, before raising his other arm and tapping the watch with his finger. "...Yes Titan," he says to it after a moment's pause.
"Good evening Pilot," comes a calm, collected voice with a slight Kentish accent, "I am detecting abnormal energy signatures in the general vicinity of the Steel Mercy Psychiatric Hospital. Additionally, distress calls regarding high crime levels within Ironport has been noted. Would you like to engage?"
Winston frowns worriedly, looking about at his immediate surroundings, then turning as best he could to look at the metallic girl behind him before looking back to his watch. "I am not available right now. Please prepare your primary systems and calibrate. I will be there shortly."
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The Crow laughed as he took sight of the black plates of metal, eagerly placing them upon himself with a grin, and before long appeared to be a shadow of the frail man in a taloned exosuit he once was, now appearing like a dark, tainted, metallic bird of death. Not stepping froward through the portal just yet, he calls out to Sunstroke.
"Do be a dear and herd some of the more unsavory madmen into the courtyard of the building, I will have a speech to make shortly." With those orders, he steps through to portal without a second look back. stepping beside Kujo, he comments.
"As you have your demons, I am going to be directing some of the insane fools to better halt the heroes that are due to respond any minute now...we all need some pawns, don't we?" His voice is dark, distorted, a black bow against the heartsrings of a muted and echoy cello.
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With a curt nod, Garrett begins to step into and change into the suit once in the privacy of his room, not able to stop his momentary jitters of fear at the harrowing situation they are about to face. Trusting his friends and now teammates however, he stepped out of the room without a visible tremor of worry on his face, and spoke to Terry quietly but with conviction.
"Ready. I can use a few hallucinogenic and soporific seeds into the masses to quell them, but I can only affect so many before being swarmed myself..I hope someone can cover me?"
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Psionette instantly replies to Tobias after taking the machine manaband with a smile to Laurn. "On second thought, it may be best for you to stay here and cover Kami, if your father is in the area, we don't need you exposed when your not ready yet and dealing with other threats. If not for me, do it for Kami, please?" She implores.
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Tobias glances at Kami and nods quietly, Kami was hiding it well but her hands shook as she drew yet another card and set up traps across the lower area of the base. Tobias sighed and nodded a second time.
"You're right, I can't leave my sister alone." He smiled and started pacing, not sure what to do with himself now that he'd been relegated to base protection, though it was quite an important role, it still worried him not being out in the fray.
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Terry smiled and patted Garrett on the arm. He nodded at Sabrina's idea to leave Tobias to protect the tower and Kami, it didn't feel right leaving the little girl, even as a powerful mage, home alone.
"Garrett, you'll be with me, I can cover you for certain." He nods and glances around at everyone. "Everyone ready to head out, and clear on the logistics? Tobias and Kami are here protecting the base in case of threat, as well as Mar, assuming the bases defenses don't hold. Sabrina and Technosis will handle the normal prisoners and Garrett and I will handle the low powers... The high priority targets may have to wait until the Ironport isn't a complete bedlam..." He repeated Sabrina's instructions and then headed up to the top of the building to leave via the roof tops.
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Technosis still remained expressionless during the instructions, calibrating his new gear to handle things. It would have made him feel better having more Wanderers out on the streets, but they would also be at risk out there. He set up several of his Machina Mana constructs on quick bars on his hud to use, this wasn't going to be a fun test run like he'd hoped to have for this suit design...
"We won't be far away Garrettt, hopefully the prisoners haven't spread too far out from the asylum, we're all on the same com frequency so if you need back up, we can form up the whole team if necessary." Tech pulled out a head set and handed it to Garrett. "Back up, Tobias, Kami, we might need to pull you in just in case."
Aoi saw the tower. "I can go from here if you have a game battle to attend. My brother competes in gaming as well. He is very serious about it. His team gets very angry when anyone is late." Aoi didn't walk any faster, she would hate to presume dismissing the young man. The idea that there might be some food to eat though was making her very anxious to walk a bit faster. Aoi focused on her feet, small delicate steps, never seem to rush, glide, always look effortless.
Aoi maintained pace with the wheelchair.
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Winston shakes his head. "Leaving before properly escorting you to your destination would be rude," he says, rounding the corner as they reach the street of the clocktower.
He comes to a stop, closing his book before looking up. "...As I recall, this is it," he says, slightly hesitant, "I hope that you have a pleasant day."
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Sabrina nodded as Terry reiterated the details of her plan, before turning to Technosis as she stated. "Good, though I hope we don't have need of the full team...the situation sounds bad, but I don't believe it's that dire yet."
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Garrett took a moment to beam as he instantly suggests. "When we approach, give me some time to set up vines to entangle those that are trying to flee the grounds, or connect with the plants there to animate them in the building's defense, that way, we have less loonies to worry about and can keep the emergency officials safe and unswarmed."
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"Sure sure, our big bad boss types. Whatever I don't really care only two things I need. One is funds the feds locked my accounts when they locked me up. Two just let me burn I only feel good when I'm alight and having fun. You need folks rounded up I can do that a little herding." She flew into the air again and started blasting the ground in a pattern to force others into the courtyard. "move a long little doggies! He Ya!"
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Mar was trying to adjust some of the spare suits to his multi limb body, He had on goggles pants boots just he was having trouble with a shirt. "A little help please."
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Aoi smiled. "I think I be here for a few days. I have no long plan. We can get lunch... once I find work. Passport has work visa from west coast tour last year." Aoi patted the boys hand, he was very nosy but nice. "You can find me at this place, thank you Win-stun"
Aoi faced the tower. The butterflies were in full flight inside her stomach. She couldn't hold her guitar case between her and the world. Aoi's first step was heavy...... she didn't notice but the first hesitant step cracked the sidewalk under her back foot. The rest of her steps seemed to be normal as she walked up to the Tower door.
Aoi knocked. Barely audible on the door.
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"Lunch is not necessary, I was happy to help. It was barely out of my way at all," he responds, watching her walk towards the tower. He waits nearby, as if to make sure that she enters the building safely.
His watch beeps again. "Pilot," comes the voice.
"Yes Titan. I will be there in a few moments."
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Evaine saw the blue girl knocking on the door. Slowing to a brisk walk, she said, "Hello. Things are a bit hectic, I would use the doorbell. Except I'm in a hurry, so I'm barging in." She opened the door and stepped in, holding the door open for the blue girl. She hoped she wouldn't run away again...
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Kujo nodded at Crow's initiative to take the madmen and women under his banner. He smiled at the girls assertion of needing funds, Kujo chuckled at the idea of money, though he had no real idea how to handle technology, he had little need of it with his army of demons at beckon call...
"We will see about getting you funding." He nodded and watched through the portal before it closed. "See that you take a... What's the word for a human monetary storage facility?" Kujo raised his eyebrows at the mage. The mage hedged about for a moment thinking of the word.
"Bank? Sire." The mage nodded. The tattered leather hood and robes looked downright barbaric and wild as the mage traced more symbols in the air and openned a new portal, departing quickly to arrange the bank robbery.
"Right, take a bank, and transport the funds to our domain, I suppose we may need some form of currency if we're to besiege this city." Kujo glanced at Crow and smiled at the new blackened appearance. "Hell metals suit you." Kujo nodded and stood at the edge of the tall skyscraper, he could already see fires and waves of the released maniacs running about. "Ah, madness suits this city."
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Gold-Fire glanced at Mar and raised his eyebrows, he glanced at the outer suits, nothing meant for multiple limbs... He tore off a pair of sleeves from a similar design and put them over the free arms, burning holes in for his arms in the shirt so he could fit the extras in. It was a cheap and dirty solution, but it would doo. The regenerative fabric would knit itself back together in the new six armed design, it might look a bit odd, but it would do.
He made his way to the roof, hoping Mar wouldn't get hurt by deciding to come out with them tonight... "Be careful, you're with me and Garrett." He nodded once he'd finished leading to the roof.
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Tobias was at the door to the tower, since he and Kami had been setting up the defenses. Archaic looking traps littered the room along with a elf dressed in samurai armor, a pair unicorns with a horn that glowed along the spiral and a small flock of tengu.
"Wha?" Tobias frowned and looked through the door, he accessed criminal databases through his goggles and found no matches. "We got some blue metal girl... He glanced back and debated letting her in...
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"The base would have put up the shield if there were violent thoughts present on her mind, unless she was heavily shielded." Technosis called through the Com. "Let her in, we can't let someone be left on the street at a time like this." Technosis glanced at Terry and then headed across the roof, his motorized rollerblades accellerating as he went, as he vaulted up onto the lip of the building he shot his hand out, a green bolt of electricity formed and hit a nearby building, then formed into a chain which Technosis swung on easily.
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Tobias nodded at the orders and opened the door, much easier this time. He reached through and tried to drag the girl in by the arm.
"Get in, quickly. It's dangerous outside." He tried to tug again, probably finding that the metallic girl was much heavier than he expected. He didn't want to leave the door open too long...
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Gold-Fire watched Technosis swing away before he formed a vaulting pole out of energy, ran at the edge and vaulted across to the building Technosis had tethered himself too. He kept at this following after him towards the area with the heaviest damage and reports. He moved his eyes around in the visor when he had the free moment for it, pulling up their police band.
"This is Gold-Fire of the Wanderers, we have 5 Heroes en route to the scene, can we get a report on where we're needed?" He sent along with it the com signatures of the devices his team carried, a few minutes later they would have a read out of the heaviest concentrations of escapees.
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Kitoshi frowned as he stood on a large building near the insane asylum, he didn't have a clue how this was going to turn out. He was all for pyrotechnics, in fact, he had recently become a walking pyrotechnic! He grinned and decided to take advantage of the mayhem, drawing a sword from thin air, and a tanto as well. He launched himself onto the ground and went to the nearest little bank, petty crime, gotta love it! He was about to melt the lock with a fireball, but it seemed someone else had already gotten to it. He walked in and his dark yellow lizard slitted eyes blinked through several layers of extra lids.
"What? C'mon... I thought this was an original idea!"
The mage in charge of the demons assaulting the bank turned and glared at the dragonic teen, raising his eyebrows.
"Leave, this is our query." The mage commanded, sending a bolt of dark energy at Kitoshi.
"Naah, I'd rather take a cut!" Kitoshi grinned at the pun as he cleaved through the blast and sent the two bolts of darkness to either side of his head. "Nice..."
"Hm... Lord Kujo needs minions, perhaps you can be of use." The mage snorted and waved, Kitoshi came forward and grinned, the demons were having trouble with the thick vault door, they kept hacking at it and doing damage, but still hadn't gotten through.
"Step back!" Kitoshi grinned. "Let Ryuda handle this." Kitoshi smirked and twirled the swords in his hands, the disappeared again and he put his hands forward. An aura of flames erupted around him, then a column of flames formed in his hands. One of the demons wasn't quick enough, and quickly burst into flames, then melted, nothing left but a pool of black metal. The door grew hot and started melting as well under column of blue flames, the demons around the door hacked at the melting safe and soon there was a pool of metal. "Ha, easy..." Kitoshi stepped into the vault, completely unphased and took one of the safety deposit boxes, pouting it into his backpack. He took another and did the same, three more and the bag was full of jewelry and bills. He stepped out of the vault and let out a violent scream as wings tore through his back and formed, massive and leathery... He snorted and shook his head... "Damn it..."
"LISTEN UP PEOPLE!" Sunstroke spoke out to the group of lunatics she had now fenced in the courtyard. "This isn't just a random breakout. Seems some big boss types are organizing things. One of them wants to have a chat with you. If you get out of line you going up in smoke... and I mean that literally." She lands near Crow "alright your audience awaits."
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Mar followed Gold-Fire and leaped off the side of the building. From his right upper arm came a line of webbing he used to swing down to the ground. There he started running, he wasn't super speed, but was keeping pace he might be Olympian speed running levels. On top of that his style of running was very Parkour where he was leaping over cars, bouncing off walls to get over fences and even using street lamps to change the direction of his running.
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2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
The Crow chuckled to Kujo in reply. "That they do. I truly wish to watch this view with you a bit more, but as she said, my audience is waiting." With that, he suddenly allows himself to fall backwards off the building as he takes flight, arcing through the air like a black bolt of death once more. Seeing that the masses within the Courtyard had gathered like heavily encouraged, he saw fit to keep them waiting no longer, as he spotted his prey.
Eyeing the man who had herded his ire for so long, he swooped down like a steel curtain and scooped up the fleeing Warden Hall like a black harrier, hooking his armored talons painfully through the man's shoulder bones to keep him held firm, as he booms about the Courtyard. His voice incites, no, demands attention, from the guard lying in broken heaps, carrying on their last phone calls with their forsaken wives and husbands, or the lunatics below him, clad in muzzles and stratjackets and the chains of normal society.
"Good Evening Ladies and Gentleman, or should I call you, the rightly liberated! Here in my grasp before you, quivering like the worm he fought to distance his psyche from all of his meager life, is the man who wrought your chains, Warden Marshal Hall!" His cry inspired numerous yells and disparaging slurs, as the said man begins to whimper in pain, and at knowing he would not survive this man's speech.
"Myself and my allies have freed you for the opportunity to shake off your inhibiting shackles, and join us in bringing about your visions of perfection and righteousness, on a world that SHUNNED and ABANDONED us, for the CAGES! They labeled us with 'mental illnesses' or considered us deranged!!" He chuckles, as he inquires.
"Are we deranged, or are we embracing what we really are, our base primal instincts?!" This draws out a chorus of 'No's' and 'We are Superior' from the depraved former inmates, as the Crow boomed on, already smelling the stench of heroism in the air.
"Now, for you to better spread your views, your right as the higher man or woman, I ask you of this...hold off the so called 'heroes' that dare get in the way of your superiority, and you will have a place at our side! And as a taste of what to come, I offer you a sacrifice, the very man that dared to limit our potential as the intelligent predators we. truly. ARE!" With that, he flung the unsuspecting and screaming Warden down into his newly christened flock, the madmen swarming the man with a inhuman fervor, beating, clubbing, striking, or literally biting and clawing into the man as the sound of falling muzzles mixed with the wails of a doomed man.
With that seed sown, the Crow promptly took a handkerchief he saw fit to take from the now eviscerated and bludgeoned spot of a former human, the former 'Warden', and promptly cleaned off the tips of his leg talons of bits of blood and bone. Even as he thought how annoyingly the man soiled his fine instruments of death, he couldn't disperse the fire pumping in his veins as he soared back to his allies.
Landing with a shaking thud, he rose with no hint of a loss of energy in power as he instantly spoke to his alliance of peers. "I can already taste the sense of 'justice' in the air, those ignorant clods will beset us in roughly ten minutes. My flock will keep them busy, like the pawns they are, and it may be in our best interest to flee to a more reclusive vantage point...there is no point in participating in a battle we have so elegantly won."
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Garret watched Laurn swing and Terry vault away with a frown, as he briefly debated how he woulds travel to the asylum under siege, before offering a completely manly yelp as he is hoisted against Sabrina's body, holding on for dear life as they begin teleporting upon the ledges of buildings in magenta flashes of light, not caring that his head was stuffed for the better part of a minute within the cleavage of her suit, something he voices humorously.
"While I appreciate the offer Sabrina, these do nothing for me."
"I know."
"And I-wait what?!"
"Garrett, your not exactly subtle, all the blushing with Laurence and all, it's pretty cute."
The said by can't help his fair complexion upon his cheeks turning to that of a scarlet rose, as he groans. "Ugh,I swear, if you tell him-"
"Relax Bloomy, I won't."
"Bloomy?"
"Uhm, how about Woody."
"No."
"Legolas?"
"No!"
"Sylvan?"
"No!-Wait, that could work-ooof!" He grunts as the finally land into a roll just in front of the police barricade near the Asylum gates, Garrett taking a precious moment to offer a completely manly grunt as he stands shakily, whereas Sabrina simply handsprings to her feet. Garrett blinks at that, before shaking his head as he mutters.
"Hate you...SO much right now." Sabrina simply smirks, before pressing a hand to her temple as she establishes a telepathic link branching throughout the entire field group, should they let her in if she 'knocks'.
*This is Psionette, we've reached Steel Mercy Asylum, currently conversing with a police officer to keep them out of the building for now, converge on my position.* They would note her tone is all seriousness, no hint of leeway in her voice.
Garrett on the other hand simply smiles as he presses a finger to the comm to happily speak, with that tiny hint of benevolent attitude that defines him. "This is Sylvan reporting from the oh so lovely gates, from what I can feel it seems that the plants here are just as peeved off about this Shining-esque fraternity party as we are."
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Terrance was having a bad week. Not the kind where your girlfriend dumps you, you get fired from your minimum-wage job that you hated and you suddenly learn that you're adopted from your less-than-sober uncle.
No, he was lucky enough to discover that his dad was formerly Commander Frost, a supervillain. After receiving a powered suit that allowed him to not only walk and fly, he was given the choice of joining his dad in 'a new era of crime.' Although he was grateful for the suit, Terrance couldn't accept, sending his formerly reasonable father into a berserk rage. He only just managed to get away before he was beaten to a pulp. Since then, he'd managed to scrape out a living by finding coins here and there. He'd even managed to eat a few times. He knew he couldn't last long this way, but what other choice did he have?
As he mulled over his options, a madman wielding a knife leapt from the shadows and tried to stab him in the back. The knife broke, but the force of the impact threw Terrance into a pile of garbage. "Seriously? You really think that was a good idea?" he asked as the air around him grew cold. He stood up, picked up the maniac in his clawed gauntlets and froze him to the side of a wall. He wasn't dead, but he wouldn't be waking up for a while, either.
Terrance reached for the I.D. band that the maniac had around his wrist. "Steel Mercy Asylum, eh? Could be trouble. Tell ya what, you chill out here for a bit and I'll see what the fuss is about, eh?" he asked as he turned around and ran down the street to the source of a mysterious firey glow. How he hadn't noticed it before was beyond him, but what he saw was way out of his capabilities. The death, the carnage, the fire, it was too much! He hid in an alley and grabbed at his head. This wouldn't do, it wouldn't do at all. The panic began to set in, but he managed to pull it together.
"Okay, okay," he said to himself. "I can't fight all that alone. Well, I can but I won't win. Lessee...sensors indicate at least one hero group is on its way. If I managed to cool the place down a little, they might have an easier time. Guess it's time for the...wait, did I really make a chill out pun back there? No, never mind. Deal with that later. Right now, it's time for me to get to work and hopefully find a place I can live." With that, he crept closer to the asylum. He kept his distance as he raised his hands in the air, took a breath and focused on cool thoughts, just like he'd been told. Slowly, small crystals of ice began to appear in the sky, all around the asylum. Some were fat, clunky chunks, but others were as thin and delicate as oversized snowflakes. Most of them melted before they hit the ground, but with a problem as big as this, it was all that he could think to do. Well, that and wait for backup.
The fact that I don't have a sig is a nemesis plot, but now that there is one, it could only mean...that my head hurts.
Considering the odd-looking girl to be in decent hands (or at least the hands that she [i]wanted[/i] to be in) at that point, Winston nods in silent approval, before turning his chair around and heading back in the direction that he came from as his watch starts to beep for the third time.
"Pilot--"
"Five minutes, Titan."
After pressing a few buttons on the side of his wheelchair, Winston turns the corner to ensure that he's out of sight, then immediately opens up on the throttle, moving at at least twice the speed of a sprinting human.
"Pilot, your current course towards the scrapyard takes you right past the Steel Mercy Psychiatric Hospital. I would advise a safer route."
Winston shakes his head. "That would be a waste of time. This is the fastest way--" he stops speaking and hits the breaks on his chair, nearly falling out of it as he comes to a stop. Several angry prisoners were making their way down the street towards him, makeshift weapons in their arms.
"...Titan, I might need you to pick me up," Winston says, speaking into his watch once more.
"I am afraid that this round of calibrations is taking longer than expected. Although the replacement operation was done excellently, it seems that the integrity of the parts that we had replaced were suboptimal. It will take me much longer than anticipated to properly calibrate."
Winston slowly began reversing, but before he could turn around and find another way, another group of prisoners began advancing from the opposite end of the street.
"Nice chair, crippleboy," one of them spits, thumping a baseball bat against his chest, "wonder how much it'll fetch!"
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Terrance was feeling frustrated. By this point, someone SHOULD have been here, that's how it worked on TV! As he did his best to drop the local temperature (no mean feat given the situation) he heard the screech of some kind of small vehicle nearby. This was a dangerous situation, but an individual that needed his help was something he felt more capable of. After creating a crude ice barrier to keep any strays from getting away, he took off towards the sound. What he saw filled him with rage. There was a kid, confined to a wheelchair like he had once been, surrounded by nutters!
Using his rudimentary understanding of his suit's jetpack, he flew into the middle of the crowd and called out, "Okay you assholes! You want a fight? Try me on for size instead!" Inside the suit, he was about ready to collapse with fear, but he couldn't let that happen, not now. He had a small thought that this might be the end, but he drew some confidence from knowing that he'd go down fighting for what was right.
The fact that I don't have a sig is a nemesis plot, but now that there is one, it could only mean...that my head hurts.
Kujo nodded at Crow and uncrossed his arms, reaching into his pouch he snapped a clay charm and a portal appeared behind him. It opened to what looked like a simple leather tent, the smell of sulfur and ash wafted through the portal, Kujo waved to indicate Crow should enter first. The large demon would follow after, the portal leading to his 'happy' little place in hell. If Crow were to step through, he would see through the flap in the tent that hell was similar, but not entirely like what most suspected. The water that was nearby had a red rusty tings to it, a volcano in the distance smoked and spewed ash filling the air with its scent.
Around the tent lay crystal panes where smoke roiled within, clearing when one came close so they could watch and see what they pleased through them. Kujo reached for a goblet, obviously made from a skull, and poured wine from a leather sachel into it. They could watch the carnage from here and return to earth at their leisure, safely away from the heroes and their meddling.
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Terry was vaulting over the area, it took him longer to travel since his pole vaulting skills were hardly perfect. He sighed and paused on a roof top a few blocks from the asylum and glanced around for any trouble. He eyed a boy in a chair as he sped down the street from the same direction Terry was coming from...
"Hm..." He paused and followed along the street for awhile, it might be a small issue, one kid in a motorized wheel chair zooming down the street, but it was enough. "Oh, that's not good..." He muttered as the maniacs had ventured farther out from the asylum than expected.
Terry leapt down and launched a gold concussive orb of energy at the group as a warning shot. He ran forward and leapt over the boy in the wheel chair and tackled another and tried to punch him in the face, his fist glowing as he charged it full of concussive energy and formed a solid energy force around it. It would feel like a steel fist slamming into his face if it hit.
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Technosis had taken a completely different route using the technomagical chains and his roller blades to zoom along walls and up buildings, launching himself into the air before jerking himself forward a block with another chain. He landed down the street from the asylum, behind Sabrina's possition. He glanced around and zoomed down the street, past the alley the other Terry had been hiding in, but a street over.
"Huh..." He tilted his head and watched quietly as the ice and flurries seemed to form above the blaze and evaporate before it could hit. "Setting up a perimeter to catch any escapees." Technosis called into his com, he pulled a few discs from his belt and chucked them on the street in front of the asylum. Each one clamped to the asphault then opened a green aperture. From the aperture a canon formed from each of the five disks and started scanning the area. "We need to combat that blaze before it takes out the block!" Laurn spoke into the com, eyeing the street for a firehydrant, and fire trucks. Upturned cars and trucks seemed to be blocking the street here and there, it would be impossible for the fire trucks to get in!
Winston turns to look towards the new voice, his previously panicked expression now one of confusion. There was a new person there. Any help was welcome, but what if they got hurt instead?
He remained silent, and several of the goons began walking towards the new kid, thumping their weapons against their palms while several more continued blocking the street off. "Tryin' to play hero here, are ya wise-guy? Why don't you run on home to yer mommy or somethin'?"
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The Crow smiled within the dark comfort of his mask as he steps through the portal, and eyes around Hell with a unimpressed stare. No wonder demons were so foul to the dame here, the colors are repetitive and it smells like foul eggs. Chuckling to himself as he spots the wine, he eyes another glass before taking it, filling it to his leisure. That done, he lifts up a part of his armored, crowlike cowl to bring the crimson liquid to burnt, nearly black, cracked lips, savoring the taste before he inquires, watching th heroes arrive.
"As expected, we caused quite a bit of havoc. I don't suppose you have fava beans to go with this fine wine?" He inquires.
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Sabrina eyes the car barricade behind them tactically, before her eyes suddenly glow magenta, as she steadily begins removing cars out of the way to allow more emergency vehicles to squeeze through, as she mentally implores to Garrett.
*You should tell him, soon...he needs someone like you, Garrett. And if not him, there are others.*
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Garrett simply huffs as he sighs, he SO didn't need a psychic intervention right now, despite the fact that they were growing close, kinda like the telepathic sister he never had and didn't know he wanted. However, nonhormonal and potential romantic priorities could wait, as he opted to cast seeds into the air near the fires closest to them that raged, the pods bursting and releasing a chemical dust nearly identical to that of firesnuffing mists against raging wildfires.
"Really hope this works.And uhm Laurn, there's something I have to tell you later..after we deal with this breakout...thing."
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At the mention of his mother, Terrance clenched his fists. He could barely remember her at all, after the accident. "And I suppose your moms were never told that drinking paint while pregnant was a bad idea?" he called out as he slammed a chilled fist into the nearest thug. The next one found himself cut by the spikes that lined Terrance's gauntlets. He wasn't dead, but he wouldn't be getting up for a while either. He moved his arms around and managed to create a flurry of mist, just enough to keep the two of them safe.
In the moment of safety that his mist provided, he asked Winston, "this is probably a stupid question, but are you okay?"
The fact that I don't have a sig is a nemesis plot, but now that there is one, it could only mean...that my head hurts.
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