Curtains#2 - It Came From Below!

[Radiant]

Jorgi

"What about you Electro-boy, you old enough to kick back a few?"

"Inmycountryyougrowupwithwodkaattheageoftwelfe.Thestuffyoucallbearisjustdirtywaterforme."
Jorgi mostly ignores the the maitre , first he wants to call the police himself and secend, even if he didn't want it no one herere will make a call if he doesn't want it. He starts to grin then he realizes that they finaly won agtain this thing.
"Wow,we'renotdead.Imeanrealy,whataretheodsofthat?Thethingcrushedawholebuilding.Thisisjustgreat,werock."
He pokes granite in the ribs. "Ouch..."

He turns on his heel and starts stalking out of the kitchen toward the front of the restaurant. He pulls up abruptly, however, when the lights in the place flicker and the door to the freezer buckles in a scream of twisting metal. There is a dull thumping sound, followed by a hiss, emanating from the freezer. The door hangs limply in its frame and the latch is clearly broken. Water vapor condenses in wisps around the frame.

The smlike melts away and Jorgis head slowly sinks down.
"Well... .
.... Crap ...

 

[Mimic]

Granite HP 1 remaining status fine

Granite sighs heavily and rolls his eyes and gives a 'why me' guesture.

"Break up one hostage taking and suddenly your saving the freaking city from mutant fungus." He mutters to himself as he turns around.

Annoyed, he grabs a hold of the freezer door ripping it the rest of the way off its hinges. Its like he half expects what has happened...

 

[Velmont]

Once out of the sewer, Lawrence takes a deep breath. "Fresh air! ... Now, where have they gone?" He looks around for any sign of where they have headed. In case of some panic in one direction, he'll head that way... that's should be the sign

 

[Rybaer]

Arty is moving and has a modest head start. Lawrence and Fate follow him. He is, afterall, heading off in the same direction that Granite and Jorgi had gone. Arty seems to have produced a flashlight from somewhere within his coat and the light is not difficult to follow. Arty takes a path that doesn't go quite to the subway station, instead deviating to another ladder that leads up to a manhole cover in the street.

Fate and Lawrence reach street level, finding that this block has been cordoned off by several police cruisers. Granite and Jorgi aren't within sight, but Arty can be seen heading in the front door of a steakhouse just down the block.

*****

Granite easily peels away the freezer door and a blast of vapor washes over his body and swirls around the kitchen floor. Beyond the white vapor is a darker substance...oily black smoke made alive. Within the writhing cloud floats the body of Paul Link.

The cloud appears to turn and face Granite and Jorgi, though it has no features that would clearly identify front from back. Paul's body is dropped to the floor of the freezer, where it hits with a strange sound - as if the body were made of paper mache rather than flesh and blood.

Something touches Granite and Jorgi's minds directly, on a level much deeper than concious thought. The message delivered is clear: "Your time will come." Both are left with a headache of epic proportions.

A moment later, the cloud collapses in upon itself and winks out of sight with a soft pop.

 

[Velmont]

Lawrence looks Arty and tell to Fate. "My father calls the journalist corpseater, as they always appear when a corpse is discovered. But can you explain me why I feel like that one should be called mutanteater? He looks to know where he is heading, and I would bet all my money that he is heading where Jorgi and Granite are."

On that, Lawrence starts to follow Arty.

 

[Keia]

Prof. Fate Unharmed, Exhausted HP's: 0

Professor Fate nodded to Lawrence in agreement, then followed quickly after. Speaking the words and willing himself to fly Fate followed in a pursuit made easier by not needing to climb. As tired as he was, he wasn't certain he could make it.

As they neared the restuarant, Fate accelerated wanting to get there to help the others, including the doctor as soon as possible.

 

[Mimic]

Granite grabs his head in a failed attempt to halt the migraine that is developing. "They always got to have the last word, why can't they just leave." He mutters to no one in particular.

He squats down to check the body of Paul's body already assuming that he is dead. "Getting those cops you were taking about is probably a pretty good idea." He adds turning his head to face the matre de

 

[Radiant]

Jorgi

"Ohhell.Itellyaallthesevillainsmakemesick.Literally,justthinkofthelastone."
Jorgi staggers out of the buidling, trying to figure out what the hell has just happened.

 

[Rybaer]

Granite fights through the headache and bends down to check on Paul Link. His suspicions are confirmed - the man is dead. His skin feels unusually dry and...crunchy. It's hard to say exactly what happened to him.

The maitre d' watches on in morbid fascination. He nods in quiet assent when Granite suggests that he should get the police. Something about the maitre d's posture tells Granite that neither he nor any of the other kitchen staff were affected by the splitting headache.

*****

Jorgi leaves Granite to deal with the body in the freezer and turns to head back into the main dining room. In the haze of pain brought on by the headache, he inadvertantly walks right into an equally surprised Arty Hagan - the reporter from last night's incident.

"Whoa," Arty says by way of apology. "What's going on here? You look sick...something wrong?"

Jorgi's headache does seem to be clearing now, almost as quickly as it came on.

Fate and Lawrence both arrive moments later, finding Jorgi and Arty face to face. The few remaining diners appear to be gathering their belongings and preparing to leave.

 

[Velmont]

"What happenned to Paul?" Lawrence approach the body. "What the... what happenned to him? Who did this? Is there something else around? If it was you, he would be pummeled or fried... now he is... $#!\!" Lawrence just sit down in a corner and stares at Paul "Could we had saved him?" he asks to anyone who is listening.