(OOC - I'm confused. Did I get rushed out into an alley by a speedster? Am I still in the library? Is the building still collapsing? Argh...I was hoping for some clarification before I posted.)
*OOC: As far As I can tell (Which makes it official as of now. :P ), Cassandra and Gordon got 'ported by Nightshift and are with him, while Bobby and Robert sped away. Superkid/Roy is at home recuperating and waiting for his parents.*
An hour later Roy blinks awake with a start. "Whu? What am I doing at ... oh yeah." He sits up with a wince, then blinks. I guess I wasn't as badly hurt as I thought? I'm kinda sore but it's not that bad. Man. I gotta learn to duck. He gets up and makes his way to the bathroom where he inspects his injuries and finds it's mostly some bruises. The most spectacular ones will be hidden when he dresses. He takes a quick if painfull shower and quickly gets dressed in jeans and a long sleeved shirt. Then he sits down at his computer and starts pulling up news footage of the days events. Who were all those guys? I gotta get in touch with them. What about that girl? With the camera. She looked kinda familiar... He pauses as he spots a picture of her next to a news van outside the school just before it all hit the fan. So she's a reporter... So I can just call the paper to get her number...
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"Congratulations. You just invented 'negligent regicide.'" - Schlock Mercenary
*OOC: As far As I can tell (Which makes it official as of now. :P ), Cassandra and Gordon got 'ported by Nightshift and are with him, while Bobby and Robert sped away. Superkid/Roy is at home recuperating and waiting for his parents.*
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I was awaiting a response from Nightshift from Gordon's transformation
"Wuh- .......I don't think I'll ever get used to that," Bob mutters in surprise.
He enters his apartment and finds his cellphone, turning it off and putting it in his fanny-pack. He thinks for a moment and grabs a sandwich out of the fridge, putting it into a sandwich bag and then into his fanny-pack, and heads back to the door. Then he gets an idea - he gets a scrap of paper and, as he locks and closes the front odor, stepping outside, he puts the scrap of paper on top. He's seen this in movies and stuff before - if someone forces their way into his house, the paper scrap will probably fall on the floor and let him know after he comes back home later.
The Agent hands Bob a Card "Don't loose that or give it away, and call me in an hour."
A blast of air and the gym door bang against the walls on either sides. "No time to talk. Time to leave," says a man who wasn't there a second ago. At the speed of thought - almost - he grabs the red-white-and-blue kid and speeds right back out!
"What-"
"Another one," confirms Rawling, blinking.
"Not the most social type though," he continues after a millsecond pause, getting back to the business at hand. "We'll be EZing out as well, coat man. In the mean time, good work everyone," He catches everyone's eyes in turn : "we got all the school kids out safe and sound, and no good guy casualty either." A tiny smile. "The world is a better place."
With that Rawling looks up - but then turns back at the last minute, pointing to the crystal man: "You think light thoughts, soldier... and lots of them." Then he's truly gone, wooshed away with a dark blurry streak.
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"Wait," Cassandra says uncertainly, "I don't even know what's..."
"Uh.." The agent tentatively nudges the red mountain. "You Might wanna change back, big red - Not sure how much weight he can pull."
The Crystal seems to be considering it for a moment, then resigning himself to the fact, focuses for a moment and the red crystals begin receding from his body, retreating back into his skin. "Ok I'm ready."
Nightshift blurs back into existance a thousand feet up. He can see the school spreading out below, the helicopter focusing-in on the hole in the roof, the noise of the croud, the police lights, a trail of kicked-up dust streaking away to the west... all getting alarmingly closer by the heartbeat, of course (and the wind in his eyes isn't helping either!).
Got to pick a spot... There!
The helmeted super shifts to a kneeling position behind the concrete and steel cover of the communication tower, well away from prying eyes, snipperish or otherwise. His naked hands thrust out forcefully, palm open to thin air, which solidify... And suddenly Cassandra is there on his right.
"One."
She wobbles on her feet and holds up a finger, trying to forestall him. "Who ARE..."
He's not listening though. His jaw is set, his every muscle tense with anticipated effort, "And now for two..."
Whoosh. Rawling's eyes go wide.
Frustrated and thoroughly confused, Cass turns to look at the other he's brought here. "Would someone just explain what's going on? Who were these guys in the school...and who are these government agents and why are they here...and who are YOU guys?! Am I being kidnapped, or can I go back before...oh god, Vic's gonna kill me." Her hands find the camera, now hung around her neck by its cord, and she feels some relief. Here at least was something familiar to hold onto.
The masked teleporter's comment are more concise, if somewhat louder : Right where a twelve-foot tall block of crystal should be is a heavy-built man instead, in his thirthies, brown hair, honest blue eyes of an habitual liar, rumpled clothing he bravo well wore last night when last he saw him...... "Gordon?!"
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Is this chronology alright for everyone? We can and will change it around as necessary, of course.
Renau1G, I couldn't find a description of Gordon as such so I improvised a bit there. Hope you don't mind. I'll change it around to what he really looks like when I know what that is.
On another tack, you can have Gordon recognize Rawling now if you want. If not, at the moment I'm thinking he'll go the honest way and reveal his own identity, seeing has the other two are "unmasked", so to speak. Oh, and you can see what Nightshift looks like right now here.
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Cassandra eyes the masked man and the former 'crystal giant' and asks, "Do you two know each other?"
Then she shakes her head, adjusting to the situation.
"And where are we? I've got to get back there. I have a...a partner who's going to be looking for me."
Lined blue eyes consider her, and the matter in question. "Wouldn't recommend it, miss, but it's your call... My friends call me Rawling." He offers a hand, more for a gentlemanly squeeze than an actual shake by the look of things.
<Response Cassandra?>
<Assuming he gets a name in reply:
"Aren't you interrested in Mysterious Mutant Disapearances and the people who want to protect us from them?" He takes out the card, truly looking at it for the first time.
<OOC: What does it say, Jemal?
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Binder Fred, putting the Gordon reunion on hold 'til Renau1g can get to it.
Lined blue eyes consider her, and the matter in question. "Wouldn't recommend it, miss, but it's your call... My friends call me Rawling."
"Rawling, that you? Man.....what?....who? I need to sit down" Gordon replies, not sure if it was the shock of seeing his friend here, the battle, or the effect of teleporting, but he was sure feeling it.
"I'm Cassandra...and...what mutant disappearances? Look, until today the only person I knew of that could do anything was me. I don't know anything about disappearances. All I know is that I need to get back. I don't think anyone saw my face...and even if they did, what can I do? I have to go home sometime. I have to go to work."
She glanced at Gordon, then back to 'Rawling.' "I'm no dark avenger of the night. I've got a fairly normal...relatively speaking...life I'm trying to live."
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"Rawling, that you? Man.....what?....who? I need to sit down" Gordon replies, not sure if it was the shock of seeing his friend here, the battle, or the effect of teleporting, but he was sure feeling it.
Rawling leans down to grasp his shoulder, excited. "My God, Gordon! It happened to you too? *And* you came to help the kids," he finishes with a grin and a firm shake of that shoulder, proud as hell yet obviously not a little surprised at the same time...
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"I'm Cassandra...and...what mutant disappearances? Look, until today the only person I knew of that could do anything was me. I don't know anything about disappearances. All I know is that I need to get back. I don't think anyone saw my face...and even if they did, what can I do? I have to go home sometime. I have to go to work."
"And you will," confirms the man with a suddenly serious face. "You will." He tips back his military-green helmet, takes it off entirely in concerned apology. "Didn't mean to alarm you, Sandra... I was just saying you might want to hold off on showing your face *down there* right now : don't want people to put two and two together if you can help it, right? Let's both sit down like Gordon there for now, take a little breather together, let things cool down. Whatever it is, you can face it." And he shows the way, leaving an obvious free spot just about perfect for her...
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<if she brings up her partner again:
"He wouldn't be satisfied with a phone call?"
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Binder Fred, meeting at the summet.
"Yeah, well, we drove here together, and then to him I just sort of disappeared. Then all hell broke loose at the school and for all he knows I was right in the middle of it."
She sighs. "I guess I'll call him and just tell him I got cut off from him. He'll want to pick me up though. Maybe you can drop me off around the side of the school? Away from the gym, I mean."
"I guess I'll call him and just tell him I got cut off from him. He'll want to pick me up though. Maybe you can drop me off around the side of the school? Away from the gym, I mean."
Rawling shrugs his agreement but remains seated for now. He's feeling the excitement slowly drain away, fatigue settling in like a well-worn cloak on his shoulders, leaving him time to consider... "Coat man was the first to mention it, you know - a danger from 'the agency', he said, though I didn't quite get what he was talking about at the time... Then came the boy in red-white-and-blue. You both heard that part of it... Now that I think about it, A-bomb - that'd be the exploding criminal you rescued - *he* said he was there because 'we americans' took away his sister."
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Binder Fred, fingers in the gears.
Silence for a while... then: "Right! Feeling better now. Ah, cloak man said to call him in an hour for a meet and greet." He looks from the one to the other. "I'm thinking at least one of us should go."
"Cloak Man?" Cassandra asks dubiously. "Is that his real super name? It's not very good."
She pops her cell phone out of her purse and calls Victor.
"Hey, it's me, Cassie!"
She winced and held the phone away from her ear for a second.
"No, I know. I know! No, I got separated...would...Vic...I was looking for some better angles! And then all hell started breaking loose and another unit of SWAT cops and guys started collecting everyone behind the barricades... Over around the other side. Yeah. No, like, the library lot. Not in it, but close...Vic... Yeah, the camera's fine."
Cassandra sighed.
"No, you go ahead. I've got a ride. No, one of my friends...yeah, from college. He said he'd drive me back. He works on that side of town too. No, we're going to get lunch first, then head back. Okay. Yeah, okay. Bye."
She closes her phone and gives Nightshift a tired look. "I should just take the rest of the day off I feel like."
Rawling leans down to grasp his shoulder, excited. "My God, Gordon! It happened to you too? *And* you came to help the kids," he finishes with a grin and a firm shake of that shoulder, proud as hell yet obviously not a little surprised at the same time...
"Yeah whatever this is happened to me too. I just couldn't let the kids suffer, I still keep an eye out on them, guess old habits and all that. What did the suit want?" Gordon replies
"Yeah whatever this is happened to me too. I just couldn't let the kids suffer, I still keep an eye out on them, guess old habits and all that. What did the suit want?" Gordon replies.
"Forgot all about your Metro High posting," admits the other, pieces falling into place. "Must have been something like - what? - eight, nine years ago. Before they built the new wing..." He knew the guy who did the work : Tony Aragon from over on Elms.
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"Do you two know each other?" Cassandra eyes the masked man and the former 'crystal giant'
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She closes her phone and gives Nightshift a tired look. "I feel like I should just take the rest of the day off."
A sympathetic chuckle, "You and me both, green eyes... *Unfortunately*, cloak man waits for no man. On the bright side, maybe the meet itself will be sometimes later in the evening, say three days from now."
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"Cloak Man?" Cassandra asks dubiously. "Is that his real super name? It's not very good."
Rawling shrugs, not ruffled in the least: "Had to call him *something*." A pause, then," I'm thinking 'Floater Girl' for *you*."
A considered pause, but trust has to be earned, as they say, and, strangely enough, you buy it with trust. Rawling pulls himself upright with some effort, "Come on, both of you, let's hail us a cab and go to my house. Mary'll cook us something good to eat and we can rest in confort till calling time comes around." Speaking of...
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