Gaming w/Jemal: Mutant Apocalypse Issue 2: Vegas!

Zerith

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“… Laura…” Felix mumbled, annoyance bleeding through his breath, after her initial qustion. “The only powers that can be ‘detected’ are ones that irradiate something or tamper with something: Frost’s and Grid’s come to mind respectively, but even then you need to know what to look for, when, and how. And even then a sensor made to detect frost, for example, could be tripped by an ice cold drink.” is what Felix wanted to say, but this was not the time, so Felix would enlighten her, and any of the other newbies, when they had the time.
Instead Felix said, in a whisper “If there were any, Grid would have found them and disabled them.”

Felix was, honestly, starting to get a bit worried; they were, already, to the chemical? He wanted to be able to nab a dose for Nuke man… and now he was still in the vents and they were in the room with the stuff; he had no excuse to get out of the vent to grab any. Was fate telling him his decision was wrong? Was he blind while they were not naive, but seeing things in prospective? No… he had thought things through, Uomo said it like if the man woke up it was better to leave him in the care of this horrid place… but then… Did Uomo simply not want to bother moving the man if he was awake? Felix’s mind was starting to race, he could be so, so woefully wrong about everything.

Then the alarm light burst on: he was losing his nerve and was looking for an out. He pushed the thoughts from his mind; he again remembered why he was willing to go so far in the first place, the man was a living nuke, in a major city: something had to be don, Something…
But how could Felix get his hands on some of the ‘cure’?

[sblock=OoC] Yeah… Felix is still unaware that MR bomb is NOT on a hair trigger. He might or might not ask 'the' question about nuke man in time :p[/sblock]
 

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Zerith

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Felix Felt himself climbing the fence again; he needed, wanted, to remove doubt from his mind, and in either case, knowledge is power.
“I’ve been meaning to ask, but…” Felix spoke over the come, with district hesitancy and in a near mumble before continuing on “Just how much of a hair trigger is the guy on? Are we talking a split second before Armageddon? and is it reactionary or concuss in nature? Any details beyond walking nuke?” Felix asked, his tone bleeding through that he was ready to grasp at straws at this point.

Felix all but knew one of three things was going to happen: Uomo would tell him now’s not the right time for more briefing, and address it after the geeks were taken care off; his fur ball of a plane shown as unneeded before it could be used, or his assumptions would be validated and his decision set in stone.
[sblock=OoC]Aaaannnd, he has asked it, mentioning the nuke man gave him an excuse. good job :3[/sblock]
 
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Voda Vosa

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"If he isn't the most powerful mutant on earth, he surely needs to bio-accumulate all that energy somewhere before releasing it. So I'm confident that we will have at least a couple of minutes." Uomo replies. If he wasn't speaking of total annihilation, one could rest assured. His eyes move to the girls, and then to the scientist. He was probably not going to repeat the order.
 
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BBs

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"Touche cat man, touche, just worried things were this easy, makes me feel ... uneasy." Laura turns to Enoch Even though you have the power, Uomo is right, save your strength for the nuke man, us girls can do some work, eh Cass? she casually goes up to one of the scientists giving cass sometime to react and drains one of the scientists to just knock him out. She returns back to the group, awaiting further orders.
 

Shayuri

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"I was there at the school when he last did his thing," Cassandra says to Uomo and Felix. "It takes him time to charge himself up. He can't just go off suddenly. Or at least he couldn't then."

As Laura moves into position, Cassie concentrated, focusing her eyes on the other scientist's throat. She was strong. Knocking someone out without doing permanent damage was tricky; like juggling eggs while wearing gloves. It took a lot more effort and focus than just breaking someone's neck.

The good news was that choking someone out also meant they couldn't yell or scream.

There was no physical sensation for the unfortunate lab-goer at first. No tangible surface or sense of contact with anything. His throat just started compressing in with gentle, but inexorable force.

(OOC - Using Extra Effort to stunt an alternate effect off of Cassandra's TK. It's a perception range affliction that dazes, stuns or renders unconscious at rank 10 with the special effect of doing a nonlethal Vader choke. Fort defense DC 20 to resist.)
 
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Zerith

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[sblock= Felix the Pessimist]Felix spaced at the comments; he went completely blank. In what would, soon enough, be hind sight, he was glad that he was still hiding in the air vents. He was also glad for the development: he did not have to murder a stranger in cold blood or do something he considered akin to hacking an arm and or leg off with a rusty hatchet, but it still left him dumbstruck; why was he so ready to do something so drastic without asking such a simple question… Why was he so blind…
Then a thought came to Felix’s mind, but it was so obvious so simple.. .Surly they all knew what needed to be done; or possibly, two untrained girls were about to try and knock out two men, lab coats or no, without rehearsing what to do ahead of time and, more than likely, without any idea of how hard it is to knock someone out if done wrongly.
He was about to find out; he was just too late to say anything do to spacing out…

Cassandra made sure hers could not yell while Lora forgot to cover the man’s mouth while draining him… that could be bad…

Felix's cringed.[/sblock]
 

Moon_Goddess

Have I really been on this site for over 20 years!
Material Girl is starting to get worried about his.

She whispers to the others, "Does anyone else thing this is just far too easy?"
 



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