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[Kumata]

IC: Gap considered Nihilo's suggestion for a moment. "Like you said, the main methods of communication we use aren't antimatter-proof. I will keep the location of your home a secret - but you can't hold me responsible if, for example, a League psychic takes the information from me." As they spoke they walked back out of the laboratory.

IC: There was silence inside the craft for a short while, until Esp's avatar spoke up again.

"Sarah, I understand that my... interactions with... you and your kind - organics, I mean - are sometimes... not very friendly..." She seemed to be having difficulty in choosing the right words, a strange thing for an AI. "It is my priority now to ensure that you remain safe, and though my weaponry is disabled and I cannot exactly... interact with the world like you do, being quite a large spacecraft and all, so I have something..."

A panel on a wall opened up, allowing a mechanical arm to extend and lower itself towards them. In its grip was a thin, loose blue item.

"A supersuit?" Sarah exclaimed.

"It is a gift for you," said Esp, a little reservedly. "I know that you lost your old one, and this is a better design... it might help you defend yourself a bit better, and maybe make up for my... not being too nice... when I first knew you."

Sarah gently took the fabric from the proffering mechanical arm. For a while she turned it over in her hands, then looked up at Esp with a grateful smile.

"Esp, I wouldn't have expected - this is really - thank you for-"

"Right, you're welcome, better make sure it fits then!" Interrupted Esp in a more amplifed voice, as a narrow door opened up to the side, revealing a closet-like area for Sarah to change in. While she was privately glad to know that her gift was appreciated, Esp wasn't very comfortable dealing with 'emotional' moments so she'd prefer to skim over this as quickly as possible...

OOC: Kenpachi, Sarah will be home soon, so you'd better get X-Blade into her flat.

Her new supersuit will be unveiled in my next post (I'd been waiting to give her this since the old one got destroyed back in Brussels).

Edited by Kumata, Dec 13 2011 - 07:54 AM.

[A billion cats]

OOC: New character time! Yayyyyyyyy!

Real Name: Crystal Myers
Alias: Dreamcatcher
Appearance: In her late 20's. Around 5 feet 10 inches, she has red long hair and emerald green eyes. Caucasian. Wears a blue t-shirt with tight jeans.
Power: Dream Manipulation. She can enter people's dreams and manipulate them anyway she sees fit. Normally she must be in close proximity to the dreamer, but if she knows the person she can enter their dreams no matter how far away they are. She can also, 'eat' dreams, absorbing them like energy, this causes mental trauma to the dreamer, she does not do this voluntary. She must be asleep as well, however, to enter a dream. She can also cause a target to fall asleep instantly by looking at them in the eyes, target must be looking into her eyes as well. Her eyes are hypnotic and hard not to look at. She has trouble controlling her powers and sometimes loses control completely.
Allegiance: League (Hasn't been able to officially join however do to unforeseen circumstances. League knows of her existence however.)
Area: Florida
Bio: Crystal is a troubled girl. Losing both her parents when she was young, she moved around from foster home to foster home till she was 17 when she ran away, disappearing from society. She began living on her own, making minimum wage at a restaurant. She discovered her powers early on as kid, but never truly understood them and has always been terrified of them. Bad things have happened when she loses control of them to others around her, and as such she distanced herself away from others as best she could. She's friendly to people and will even make friends, but she'd never get too close. Recently she decided to go to the League for help with her powers, to learn to control them, but the Coalition got to her first, kidnapping her and taking her to some secret base.

OOC: There you have it, as soon as she gets approved I'd like to start her off as captured by the Coalition and currently at the Coalition base where the President's Daughter was taken. Feel free to come up with some sinister scheme involving her Coalition people.

Edited by Snelly, Dec 13 2011 - 09:02 PM.

[Kumata]

IC: After a short while Sarah re-emerged into Esp's main area, having donned the new supersuit. A viewscreen on the wall flickered into life, displaying a live camera feed for her to observe herself. It was varying shades of blue, with metallic bands around the wrists and waist, and sporting a pair of glassy yellow goggles:

"Wow," Sarah beamed, turning and twisting to study herself from every angle.

"I analysed what I knew of your original supersuit when designing this one, so that it would at least have the same features," explained Esp. "It is formed mostly of specialised metallofibers; they are as strong as the kevlar you had in your original supersuit, but much more flexible and a far better insulator of heat. You've still got that hidden back pocket you seemed to like using. The head of the supersuit can retract, like a hood, so you can wear the whole thing underneath your civilian clothes and call upon it at a moment's notice, and it contains a communications unit, so you can contact me whenever you like, or the League, although you'll have to input their radio frequency from your communicator first as I wasn't sure what it was. But best of all are the goggles, I spent a while designing them. They basically render your eyes invincible." There was a hint of pride in Esp's voice as she said this. "They filter and adjust light streams so that no visual attack can affect you - bright flashes, illusions, hypnosis, you name it. And best of all, since I have the suit's design down to the last molecule stored in my data banks, I can work on creating upgrades whenever I have some spare time - which unfortunately I don't just yet, as you can see I'm still in the process of repairing myself."

"Thank you, again, for this," smiled Sarah. "It's lovely, honestly. I'm actually quite eager to try it out."

She looked over to Fellwyd, who seemed to have given up trying to follow the ongoing conversation.

"This is what we call a supersuit," she said to him. "Superheroes wear them, so that they can be easily recognised. We also use an alias whilst wearing the supersuit. While I'm wearing this, I'm known as Sluice..."

OOC: This suit fills in the empty Equipment Upgrade slot I've had ever since the Ikusakeme katana got destroyed. Also I realise how suspect it looks that I give Sarah impenetrable goggles right after someone requests a character who can put you to sleep on eye contact... >< I've had this planned for ages, I swear!

Edited by Kumata, Dec 13 2011 - 11:49 AM.

[King Joe]

IC (Nihilo): "If anyone goes poking around in your mind for my home, and I hear of it, they will be in pain. Lot's of it. Now, what do you need to make your wormhole appear there? Latitude and Longitude? Just the idea of a location?"

[Kumata]

IC: "I need to be able to visualise the location quite strongly, which means I either have to see it in great detail - like a video or photograph, neither of which I assume you have - or to have actually been there," said Gap...

[King Joe]

IC (Nihilo): Nihilo sighed. "Well, I guess you have to see it. Meet me at Grand Central Station in New York in say..... 3 hours?"

OOC: Let me know if that should be too fast for Nihilo. I'll adjust it.

[Kumata]

IC: "Hang on; I can create a wormhole leading to New York right now," offered Gap. There were one or two locations in the city that she was familiar enough with to travel to...

OOC: Nihilo wants to rest, right? Three words - Supervillain slumber party.

Edited by Kumata, Dec 13 2011 - 04:43 PM.

[King Joe]

OOC: *facepalm*
IC (Nihilo): "Okay, just do it somewhere dark, where we won't be seen." said Nihilo. He didn't want to be picked up by anyone. Especially his goody-two-shoes counterpart. He wasn't quite sure where he was now. He would have to remedy that situation.

[Chronicler of Ko-Koro]

OOC: I approve of Sluice's new helmet; it's like all the best parts of Cap and Thor's respective headgear rolled into one.

IC:
"I suppose so," Fade said. "Really, not much else we can do in this situation..."

X-Calibur reappeared from behind a tent, approaching the duo.

"Well, I've found a few people either brave enough or mad enough to follow you," he said. "You'd best come now, we've almost finished preparations for the journey..."

---

Mystic took a few cautious steps further downwards into the statue. With the others occupied dealing with the bombs, there was no one left to serve as her surrogate eyes. Not an ideal situation, Mystic thought to herself, but nothing about the situation they found themselves in was particularly idea. Fortunately, even in the darkness Mystic wasn't completely helpless; she let her presence flow out around her, her mind feeling at her surroundings like some intangible hand. Mystic let her telekinetic abilities flow like a natural extension of her arm, guiding her down the stairwell. She could feel the target was close, still in the process of setting up his charges.

Even in the blackness of her vision Mystic could sense the glow of his aura, drawing her in closer to his mind. She began to slip inside his thoughts, subtly and slowly at first, hoping for some hint as to his plans. If there was some trick to his plans - a timed fuse, some hidden explosives, the aforementioned dead man's switch - the others needed to be informed of it. She also searched his mind for any hint to Danielle Thomas, but found nothing helpful. Either he was trained in combating psychic intrusion or he truly knew nothing. Disappointing.

Mystic let her presence invade his mind, A terrible voice spoke into his deepest subconscious, louder and more forceful than Mystic could ever hope to accomplish with human vocal chords. It was a command, intended echo down into the darkest corners of the mind and dredge up the most terrible fears of what might happen should he dare disobey this order. He might still try to resist, but if Mystic could resolve this situation nonviolently, she would at least try.

<TURN YOURSELF IN NOW. THE ISLAND IS SURROUNDED. THE STATUE HAS BEEN INFILTRATED. THREATS OF DETONATION WILL NOT SAVE YOU NOR HELP STALL FOR TIME. YOU KNOW YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO ESCAPE THE BLAST RADIUS IN TIME. WE KNOW IT TOO. SURRENDER IS YOUR ONLY OPTION. SURRENDER NOW. SURRENDER NOW. SURRENDER NOW.>

[For Science!]

Edited by Chronicler of Ko-Koro, Dec 13 2011 - 05:55 PM.

[Kenpachi Zaraki]

IC:

Kaname brought out his card and the sword materialized, he had it stabbed in the ground "Well, I'm up for a beat down, how about once we get done saving this world we have a nice BBQ?"
----------------------------------------------------------------------

X-Blade found himself waking up as the Bus finally reached the city he was looking for. He checked the papers to see for an address of the flat Sarah -or Sluice as she is known- resided in. It wouldnt be much longer.

He didnt do this to be evil or anything, he just wanted to see if he can feel any emotions. So what better way on trying then fighting a League hero?

OOC: it might be a while before i post again, some things happened with the family so i dont know if i'll be on tonight or tomorrow. XD

@Kumata: I rushed it a little so he could get there first, since i have no idea how far away Sarah is exactly.

I might bring in a NPC, a young orphan girl who by some strange way is the only person who X-blade would not kill or try to scare. maybe.

[A billion cats]

OOC: Alright, Dreamcatcher is approved. Let's see, I'll RP her as already captured by the Coalition, if that's alright.

IC: Crystal Myers (Dreamcatcher)

Crystal awoke from her sleep, she tried opening her eyes, only to realize she was currently blindfolded. She tried to move her arms, but they were restrained behind her back. After a few moments she realized her situation, she was tied to a chair, blindfolded, in a rather chilly room.

The one thing she could still use, however, was her mouth. "Hello?" She called out. "Is anyone there? What's happening? Someone please, anyone, answer me."

OOC: Alright, this gives somebody in the Coalition something to do for the moment. Who wants to take responsibility for her?

IC: Skyra

Skyra kept the air where the target was dropping at a slow by steady place, it actually took a lot more concentration to do it this slow. His eyes glowed a bright green. He stayed relatively close to Mystic, about 20 feet back or so, the others had the bomb disarming covered, he wasn't nearly as useful in that area.

[Dinamic Vitalitate]

IC:

Hijek laughed quietly. It wouldn't matter if he was seriously injured, rather it was everyone else's. "Then I might as well die here trying to blow it up!" Hijek said in his native Czech. He jumped out of the window and activated the bomb just as he glided out into the water softly.

[Toa Korkoa: Toa of plasma]

OOC: Snelly, I'll interact with Dreamcatcher!

IC: Negafire sat bolt upright in his chair when he heard the prisoner talk, dropping the book he'd been reading. Since checking out of the infirmary, he'd been put on prisoner detail, and this was the first time the girl had been awake. "Well, well, well! Looks like Sleeping Beauty finally woke up, huh?"

IC: Plasmafire got up to follow X-Calibur. "What's the ratio of brave to mad in this group? And who do we have?"

OOC: HD, I responded to Dylan last page, btw.

[Chronicler of Ko-Koro]

OOC: Now, I'll put aside for just a second the fact that the bomb would almost certainly kill all of the - and I cannot say this with enough emphasis - player characters in the monument or the fact your character would have blown up the Statue of Liberty with exactly zero effort (as the wording is ambiguous enough to say he only activated the bomb, not that the bomb actually went off), but I must as... just what window did he jump out of on the Statue of Liberty? O_o And do bear in mind the team entered through the observation deck and didn't see you, so it couldn't have been those windows.

IC:
...Or at least, he should have activated the bomb. Mystic, arm outstretched, was forcing all her willpower and focus onto that detonator, trying to keep the button from pressing down and activating the bombs. Perhaps the team had done their work and disabled his explosives, but if they had not she was determined to give them as much time as she could.

[For Science!]

Edited by Chronicler of Ko-Koro, Dec 13 2011 - 07:36 PM.

[Dinamic Vitalitate]

OOC: Ya' know, the tippy top; right here. I was already on that deck...

Edited by Rakata, Dec 13 2011 - 07:39 PM.

[Half-Dragon]

OOC: Um, Rakata, that's the observation deck. At the top. Where they came in. So he couldn't exactly have been there. But I do think there's one other place with windows, in the crown.

NPC: Ultionis stood up as he heard the criminal speak and the sound of breaking glass. He must have detected them somehow. They'd made practically no sound - maybe he was a psychic. Ultionis' own mind was cloaked to anyone he didn't want inside (a concentration technique he employed whenever trying to avoid detection, just in case) and he suspected Mr. No-One had similar training, but he wasn't so sure about Skyra. Information on League training methods was limited, but it didn't seem to be very good, relying mostly on superpowers and guts in its members.

Well, there was nothing else for it now. He dashed out into the room and was surprised to find only one bomb. He'd expected the room would be full of them. He gestured to Mr. No-One to get to work disarming it and drew his rifle, heading out to the edge of the window, and searched. The terrorist would not escape on his watch. Once he spotted the fleeing villain, he took aim and began firing in short, controlled, three-round bursts.

H-D

NPC: The suspect nodded, dazed, and followed mutely into the car. Perhaps he would've known better if he weren't drunk and partly delirious from pain...

H-D

Edited by Half-Dragon, Dec 13 2011 - 08:12 PM.

[A billion cats]

IC: Dreamcatcher

"Who-who are you?" She asked timidly. She tried to remember where she had been last, it was all so fuzzy, she couldn't remember, all she knew is she was trying to get to the League Headquarter's in New York, and now, she was here, wherever this was.

IC: Skyra

Skyra immediately heard the the crashing of a window and the dramatic change in the air. Skyra realized what had happened, without a word, Skyra sent a blast of air at the nearest window he could find, shattering it.

He quickly jumped out of the window. He spotted the criminal gliding away. He began to use his powers to guide himself toward Hijek. While causing the wind to fight against Hijek, causing him to start moving toward Skyra, the opposite direction he had been gliding previously.

In a few moments, they would meet in the air, and Skyra would take this guy down, and hopefully the detonator.

Edited by Snelly, Dec 13 2011 - 07:59 PM.

[Chronicler of Ko-Koro]

OOC: Um, Rakata, that's the observation deck. At the top. Where they came in. So he couldn't exactly have been there. But I do think there's one other place with windows, in the crown.

NPC: Ultionis resisted the urge to smack his forehead in frustration. Why - why in the name of any and all gods that might exist - would Mystic go and inform the crazy bomber that they were coming? With a bit of stealth they could have easily crept up behind the man and taken him out before he pressed the button. This is what happens when you don't plan ahead, he thought. Heroes. He didn't particularly care if Mystic heard that part.

H-D

OOC: No time for a real post, but just to clarify. That was supposed to be a psychic suggestion to force the subject into giving up a la Jedi mind trick. And since it was telepathic Ultonis shouldn't know what was going on; the psychic link isn't two-way full time.

[For Science!]

[Toa Korkoa: Toa of plasma]

IC: The car Magneta headed to was really a metal dumpster. At least, it used to be before she got her powers on it. Just before they rounded the corner, she had picked it up and warped it into a vaguely car-like shape. She opened the 'passenger side' door, and helped Dylan inside... before sealing the car shut, trapping him inside. "Now Dylan," She said, the drunk voice gone, "We intend to help you, we really do. But first, we need to talk to you about a few things. We won't hurt you, but if you don't help us we will not hesitate to turn you in to the authorities. After our psycics rip the information we need out of your head." That last part was a bluff, but people like Dylan generally didn't know things like that.

IC: Negafire chuckled a little. For once, things were looking up. "You can call me Negafire. I guess you could say I'm your jailer."

[Half-Dragon]

OOC: Oh! The way it was typed I thought it was more like a psychic broadcast. My bad. I'll edit that away.

NPC: "What?" Despite his drunken state, it seemed Dylan had picked up on that one. "Wait- You're with the police! You tricked me!" He backed away, trying to get out the door, only to find it wouldn't open. "Lemme out! You can't do this!"

H-D

Edited by Half-Dragon, Dec 13 2011 - 08:09 PM.

[A billion cats]

IC: Dreamcatcher

"Negafire..." She nearly whispered it, as if thinking to herself. "You're Coalition...what-what do you want from me? Where are we?" She said, starting to sound panicky. It didn't help that she was blindfolded, it was starting to really bother her.

Edited by Snelly, Dec 13 2011 - 08:16 PM.

[Toa Korkoa: Toa of plasma]

IC: "We are not the police, Dylan. We're superheroes, we want to help you. But if you don't help us, you will find yourself in the darkest cell the police can find, of that you can be sure. Now... Will you help us?"

IC: "Oooh, smart as a whip, this one! You're right, I'm Coalition. As for where we are... Well, I can't tell you that. Just know you're somewhere the League can't find you. By the way, sorry about the blindfold, but..." He shuffled through the papers he'd been given. "Says here not to take it off. hypnotic eyes, huh?"

[A billion cats]

IC: Dreamcatcher

Crystal didn't like where this was headed, what did they want with her? If they knew about her eyes, that would mean they must know what else she was capable of.

"What do you want with me? I-I don't know anything about the League that isn't common knowledge..." She dreaded the answer she was expecting, they were going to exploit her powers somehow, powers she barely was able to control herself.

Her heart was racing, she had to get away, she couldn't let them use her to hurt people.

Edited by Snelly, Dec 13 2011 - 08:47 PM.

[Half-Dragon]

NPC: For a criminal, being trapped in a small space with two superheroes could hardly be a fun idea, but for some reason Dylan Eisling seemed utterly terrified. Hearing about the cell seemed to actually cheer him up. "Yes! A cell! I won't tell you anything, so just throw me in a cell and throw away the key! In prison I'll be safe!"

H-D

[Toa Korkoa: Toa of plasma]

IC: Negafire shrugged, although Crystal couldn't see it. 'I dunno what we want with you. I'm not that important. If I had to guess, I'd say we just want you away from the League. Although I'm sure there's some other motive. Look, just calm down okay? I'm not gonna hurt you, but if you go into hysterics someone will come in here who will."

IC: Magneta blinked. She hadn't expected that reaction... "You... You know what happens in jail, right? What people do to you? Look, if you want to get i a cell, we can help with that, sure. But there is a choice of what kind of cell. You could go into a deep dark hole where nobody cares if you live, die, or suffer. Or... You can go in a nice clean cell, where the guards will make sure you're fed, cared for, and kept safe. What'll it be?"

[King Joe]

IC (Surge): "And safe from what? We're not going to hurt you. And honestly, what do you take us for? What sort of thing is out there that would make you think a cell would keep you safer than two superheroes?" Surge figured that he could join in the conversation now without causing too much damage, now that they weren't trying to hide who they were. It had been a while since he had done undercover work.

[A billion cats]

IC: Dreamcatcher

Dreamcatcher stopped listening after he said 'I dunno'. Despite the fact that trying to escape was pointless, she was gonna try anyway. She began to rock the chair back in forth, trying to cause a ruckus. She ended up falling over instead, still stuck in the chair, smacking her head on the floor. "Ow..."

"I- I know your name now, I'm so gonna haunt your dreams if you don't let me go." She threatened.

Edited by Snelly, Dec 13 2011 - 09:09 PM.

[Half-Dragon]

NPC: "I'll take the dark one, easy!" He seemed close to laughing - not out of mirth, but hysteria. "Anything to put more walls between me and that psy-" He stopped suddenly, his eyes widening. The little color that had returned to his face promptly vanished. He started looking around frantically, as if convinced whoever was after him would swoop out of the shadows at any moment.

H-D

[Toa Korkoa: Toa of plasma]

IC: Magneta groaned, starting to lose her temper "Between you and who, Dylan? Trust me, I can make life a very horrendous for you if I want!" To punctuate the point, she reached a hand out and the metal walls around Dylan spounted arms and reached out, grapping his wrists and squeezing.

IC: Negafire chuckled. "Yeah, good luck with that. I don't even have a real name, so if that's what you use to haunt people you're out of luck. I just introduce myself as Negafire cuz I've got nothing better to introduce myself as." He looked at her toppled over chair for a moment and sighed, still having a shred of compassion. He quickly stepped inside the cell and sat her upright before slipping out. "Please don't do that again. I'd, uh... Rather not have to explain it to my superiors, yeah..."

[Half-Dragon]

NPC: And just when it seemed like he couldn't panic any more, he started struggling like a madman. It looked like he would have a legitimate panic attack if this kept up. He didn't even try to say anything, just pulled and jerked at the metal holding him, screaming both in terror and at the pain in his broken hand.

H-D

[King Joe]

OOC: What would be the best way to knock him out with my powers without killing him? In the meantime, I can paralyze him, keep him from moving.
IC (Surge): "Whoa whoa, easy now, calm down." Surge began to drain the electrical impulses flowing to each of his limbs, temporarily paralyzing his arms and legs so he couldn't thrash about. "Now we don't want you to hurt yourself. Just calm down and tell us what's after you."

[Half-Dragon]

OOC: With your powers it might not be possible. But you could always just hit him... assuming that actually works. And doesn't count as prisoner abuse.

NPC: The dulling of electrical impulses did seem to have some effect - Eisling seemed slower, even in non-paralyzed regions, and his eyes drooped as if tired. Then the adrenaline kicked back in and he started yanking his now-useless arms using only his chest. He did seem able to talk again, though. "Please! You gotta let me go! You don't know what he'll do to me if he finds out I talked!"

H-D

[Toa Korkoa: Toa of plasma]

IC: "How many times do we have to say it?! We can keep you safe! We fight supervillains on a daily basis, we just fought off an alien armada a couple months ago, we can protect you from one man!"

[Chronicler of Ko-Koro]

OOC: Suddenly... A wild HIVEMIND appears!

IC:
The door to the cell block swung open, and a somewhat confused looking Hivemind stepped in.

"Alright, this is definitely not the mess hall... assuming we even have a mess hall and- oh," she muttered to herself, stopping only when she noticed Negafire lifting a bound and blindfolded woman off the floor. "Uh... hey, Negafire... so, uh, we're beating up prisoners, then? That's... uh... very evil, good job. Or bad job, I suppose, if you're really one of those Bizzaro-type evil clones who only like to do stuff opposite..."

She scooped up the papers Negafire had been looking through and sifted through them.

"So, who's the lady... ooooooo, hypnosis, huh?" she said. "Y'know, I had a theory that mental state can influence the development of superpowers... but I'd need someone who can alter mental states to test that kinda theory... I... I don't suppose I'm allowed to take a sample of this gal's brain, am I? I guarantee there's some part of it she's not using..."

[For Science!]

Edited by Chronicler of Ko-Koro, Dec 13 2011 - 10:41 PM.

[Toa Korkoa: Toa of plasma]

IC: Negafire blinked, embarrased at being caught in the act of showing kindness to a prisoner. Of course, Hivemind seemed to think it was a beating, so... No harm done! "Um... Okay, first of all not Bizzaro type. More like 'dark side of the human psyche' type. And I'm not technicly in charge of the prisoner, so I can't authorize a brain sample. Not that I'd recommend it anyway... Seems like unnecessary cruelty. Now I'm all for cruelty, what villain isn't, but I was told to keep this one safe for now, and I'm not going to give Grand Cross bad news for the second time today."

[Chronicler of Ko-Koro]

IC:
"Oh, come on, it's not like that would kill her! You can remove whole sections of the brain and keep someone alive! ...for a given value of living," said Hivemind. "And besides, it's for the good of science! When you think of all the lives that could be enriched, it's a very small price to pay! Also, just who do I go to to authorize a brain sample? Do... do we have, like, a department for that? I never imagined the Coalition being big on paperwork."

[For Science!]

Edited by Chronicler of Ko-Koro, Dec 13 2011 - 10:50 PM.

[Half-Dragon]

NPC: Eisling shook his head wildly. "You don't understand- He's a psycho. This guy beat me down before he even asked a question, just so I'd know what he'd do if I didn't answer." He slumped, despair setting in. "I- I don't even know who he is. I never saw him. Just a guy standing in a dark room, beating the **** outta me. If I tell you what I told him, you'll tell the police, and he'll find out I told you. You gotta understand! I can't tell you!"

H-D

[Dinamic Vitalitate]

IC:

Hijek turned his head around, seeing Skyra trailing behind. "Die hero scum!" Hijek said in a very thick accent as he fired a volley of bullets at Skyra.

[A billion cats]

OOC: Well, if you fall sleep in the base, it wouldn't really matter if she knows your name or not. Though she kinda needs to know the persons face to do it long distance, name doesn't really matter.

IC: Dreamkeeper

Crystal lowered her head and started sobbing in defeat.

[Chronicler of Ko-Koro]

IC:
Hivemind glanced at the prisoner, looking slightly annoyed.

"Oh, grow up, would'ya?" she shouted. "You can do fine with only half a brain! Some might even call the look slimming!"

---

As Hijek turned to shoot at Sykra, Mystic took the opportunity to telekinetically yank at the detonator. With the villain distracted, his grip ought to be loose enough that she could pull it free from his grasp, removing the explosives from the equation.

[For Science!]

Edited by Chronicler of Ko-Koro, Dec 13 2011 - 11:06 PM.