Beyond Freedom (M&M PbP) Issue #1 - Loves Lost?!

[Sen Udo-Mal]

OK post away, the game is ready to start

///Cut screen panel (OoCK)///

Somewhere under Freedom City...

A huge cave complex, with a number of sharp pools of light cutting though the thick darkness. In the center of the cave complex is a huge and alien machine. It rises up almost 60' and is around 20' wide at it base. It seems to be something like a huge computer, made up of lots of computer parts BUT it is pure insanity to look at it… huge LDC and old black and white 15" computer screens are attacked everywhere, scrolling and listing data... keypads, ultra advanced multi-purpose touch pads, 1950's computer punch card readers, magnet tapes and readers, floppy disk drives, memory core HD of the latest tech buzz, hum and groaning as they compute and read in data to the monstrosity... laser-jet and type-writer plot printers spiting out constant data… The machines itself seems to be made of copper, steel, plastic, iron, silver, gold and maybe even some clay. Around the machine, are set four enclosed sleeping-banks of four beds, each filled with a sleeping person (16 total; they look something like the sleeping cambers from the Alien movies). Do-dads and gadgets are attached to each person, with machines checking and maintaining their vitals.

Working at one of the advanced touch keypads and monitors is a old man in a lab coat. He is wearing thick glasses that rest upon an unnaturally large nose. He is sweating a great deal and muttering to himself. Floating in the air next to him is a man sitting in the lotus position. He is wearing a dark green cloak and hood that covers his face, although a thick brown beard can be seen sticking out from it. He is carrying a 6' long staff that seems to be made of bone, that has strange and disturbing runes carved into it. He is chanting in a low voices, and yet his words seem to carry and echo throughout the chamber.

Not far from the machine, in another pool of light, a large conference table has been set up. Two figures are sitting at the table. One is a man or a woman, dressed in a black suit of armor of some advanced kind. The person is carrying a metal baton and is ideally playing with it (tossing it back and forth between his hands, twirling it around, etc). The other figure is a huge man (at least 8' tall, but he is sitting so it hard to say for sure), whose skin seems to be made of stone, with eyes that seem to blaze with an internal green fire. He looks at the other figure and says "So when does I get to kill someone? I be so bored, I an't killed no one for… a month. Maybe the boss would like me knock a school bus over and I could burn all the kiddies inside… hehe that would be fun no?". The figure clad in black glance at the huge man but then ignoring him. The huge figure goes back to sulking… and then looks up into the darkness as he can hear footsteps approaching them.

Out of the darkness two figures in heavy, advanced tactical armor appear and come to attention. They are carries Ares Arms MkIII select-fire Multi-Blaster rifles and wearing full combat helmets. A third figure sitting in an electronic wheelchair stops just outside the pool of light. Only his outline can be seen. In a metallic voice the figure speaks "Well Doctor is my machine ready? I have waited long enough for my destiny and my patience is wearing thin."

The old scientist working on the machines spins around and starts bowing "No my master, it is not but soon… very soon indeed will I be ready to give you the world my lord! You must have patients, we are working as fast as we can..." he says, smiling sickly and sweating even more then usual.

The floating figure also stops his chanting and rotates in the air to face the wheelchair figure. His lips do not move but a whispers begins to fill up the complex "Yes… yes… yes… patients… patients… my lord… my lord… my lord… we are close… close… close… so close, my lord… my lord… my lord… the new subjects… subjects… have only been acquired… acquired… my lord… my lord… my lord…"

"SILENCE!!! Delays... always delays and executes! I will tolerate them no longer!!! If you value the pathetic existence that you now enjoy, you will give me what I want!" the figure in the darkness bellows.

"But my master, soon you will have all the time in the world that you might require… soon you will be the master of all…" the old scientist begs "Please my master, give us more time and we will give you ALL… the machine is almost ready, I only need a few more items to make it the masterpiece that you envisioned..."

"BHA, you stupidity sicken me… must I do all by myself?! Thief, did you not recover all that these fools asked for? Why is it not working?" the wheelchair man asks.

The figure at the table all in black, puts his feet up onto the table and says "Hey I have gotten you every thing you ask for boss, don't go putting this on me."

"You want I should burn em for you boss? They disappoints ya and I'ss can take care of him for you?" says the stone man with an evil smiles as he grins and his eyes burn bright with hatred.

"Both of you be still! Why do I suffer fools so often? I will not also suffer the excuses of a thief, nor will I indulge the fantasies of your child like brain Brimstone! Alright you fools, what do you need to give me what I ask… Doctor Schull... Shadarkos? Make this your last requests for while I will tolerate this delay one last time I go very weary with your all, so ask and be quick about it" the figure asks in a dangerous low metallic voice.

Doctor Schull and the foaling Shadarkos look at each other and then back at their master in the darkness, the doctor answers first "Well my lord, more of the chemical Compound 139 would certainly help, more base elements -gold, silver, whatever you could provide… and perhaps a Chaos Complier… yes, yes that should be enough my lord"

"A Dark… dark… dark Field Projector… projector… and Mercury… mercury… my lord… lord… lord… about 100 lbs should do… should do... My dark lord… dark lord… lord" mutter the whispers within the complex.

"Fine, fine… Thief, assemble the Dark Saints and acquire what they need and do so quickly, I will tolerate this delay no longer… I will be restored to full power and the world will know it's destiny" as an armored fist of the wheelchair figure starts to grow a sickly green; then shuts off as the wheelchair turn and heads back into the darkness the way that it came, with the two armored warriors trailing behind.

The man in black stands and mutters "Fine, fine, whatever…". Brimstone also stands, towering over the thief, and says "I be coming with you, and I gona burn something". The shorter man stares at him for a second and then shrugs his shoulders and heads toward the side exit of the complex…

/// Cut scene, returning to our heroes ///

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

///cut scene, OoCK panel//

Muttering to himself and shaking his head, Remlok steps off the elevator and marches down the hall with the large psycho Brimstone trailing behind. "Why am I working for this nut case again? Oh yea the money is pretty nice and this machine will give me even greater control over the time streams… *sign* I suppose I can play this game a little while longer… but I think it is time for Brimstone to be shown a nice padded cell somewhere thinks the black clad thief. Passing a number of door he approaches the last one and walks in as the doors open automatically. Having already signaled the Dark Saints they are all assumed, sitting around the large table and look up at him and Brimstone as they enter.

"Well seems our benefactor needs another job done. Check that, I lot of jobs for us in the next couple of days. Could be a bit of problem this time though. Some 'heroes' are going to try and get in the way… at least they have in a couple of the alt-streams. Never could figure out why they were so pissed. Oh well, no big deal. We just need to get the stuff we need and get out as fast as possible." Remlok then touches a desk panel activator and a 3-D map appears over the desk of what looks to be an industrial complex of about twenty buildings. "First job - this is the Wellingford Complex, a think tank group of pure researches into different types of spatial and temporal sciences. They have been working on something called a Chaos Complier. Of course they will not prefect it for another ten years but we don't have that much time. What they have right now should be enough for the Doctor and that necromancer. It is located here in building 13, on the 4th floor in one of their internal labs. Their security is state of the art but should not be to hard for us. As I said our main concern will be the 'costumed heroes' that will try and stop us…"

"Heroes? I thought they all retired or hiding? They aren't going to get involved. They all are still licking their wounds from the hurt feelings they got from normals after the LA Crises." says a man who is wearing advanced armor, that looks like medieval platemail.

Remlok shakes his head and says "Don't count out the spirit of 'heroes' DeathKnight; there have been fools who will dress up in costumes for over a hundred years now and it will last for at least another hundred years before it really burns itself out. The rest of you remember that and keep your eyes open" He makes eye contact with each of them, getting a nod out from each of them. He does not look at or even acknowledge Brimstone though.

He then keys another map to show different angles of the complex, different approach and escape scenarios on the map and close up of building 13. "Right then our job is to get in, hit hard and get out with the Complier as fast as we can. If the heroes show up, don't waste any time with them if you can. We have plenty of time to dance with them later. OK? Questions? No? Good; DeathKnight, you and Mercury Mercenary, ShadowDragon, Thumber, Marionette and Cirrus will be on guard watch outside the building. If you run into trouble you let us know ASAP. Otherwise use your best judgment on placing your troops. Meanwhile, Marguess, Agrippa, Thornwolf, Shocker, and Hornet you are with me. We will penetrate the building here and make our way to the fourth floor though the elevator shaft, and though these walls into lab area 3. Thornwolf, your job is to carry the Complier. At present technological levels it weighs in at around a ton even though it does not look all that big. Make sure it isn't bagged up to much. The rest of you keep security and any heroes off my back, while I wipe up a few surprises for them all. Mystico and Stigmata, you two stick around in case you are needed here but be ready incase we need backup"

"Hey, whats about me?" asks Brimstone as the meeting is wrapping up. Remlok glances his way and says "You stay outside and try and stay out of trouble. I want you to destroy as much of the building as we are leaving, I don't want much evidence for anyone who might investigate this afterwards, plus the heroes will have to save the people trapped inside and that should give us plenty of time to get away."

Brimstone simply smiles, and one of his hands start to glow with a energy "Sweet..." he says

///cut scene OoCK panel///

OOC Yes I am using some villains for V&V (long ago ones) and from DNW Black Hearts, Bold Custumes. Of course these are all written up with M&M how I think they should be. Plus Remlok has been totally re-written by me to make him the way I want him to be. Also it may look like a lot of villians BUT don't worry to much as they have a lot to do… honest.

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

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Beyond Freedom (M&M PbP) Issue #1 - Loves Lost?!

Freedom City, Sunday morning 3:02am, June 21st 2043…

The characters wake too the sounds of thunder and rain outside… a terrible dream of death quickly fades from memory, you can't seem to recall what it was about except that there was death on a massive scale and that you where helpless to stop it. As you each sit up and rub your heads, contemplating what is happening you remember that a close friend has gone missing. It has hit the news, as 16 people disappeared around the city in just one night… and many witness said that armored men and/or women where seen at many of the places where they vanished. What happened to them? Where could they be? You only feel asleep a few hours ago after searching out any leads you could find. They all came up empty, and so frustrated and exhausted you had to get some sleep… and then those damn dreams came! That woman in white was trying to say something again… who is she? Is she involved? Is she a friend or a foe? About then you notice that you have a message on your vid-phone, the light blinking lightly in the darkness…

Calling it up, you are surprised to see the woman in white staring back at you… you can't really she her face as it shadowed by the cloak that she is wearing (a cloak the looks surprisingly like a bird's head) but it is the woman from your dreams, you are sure of it. She simply stares at the screen for a moment as if confused by it but finally she speaks in a light voice "You have to stop them… they are coming… if you want to save the others, you have to stop them… come to the Wellingford Complex, the one in Iron Ridge Industrial Park. I will meet you on the Demount Building just outside the complexes fence. I will be on the roof. Come now! You have to stop them before the world pays… with fire." The screen then goes blank. There is no origin for the call and you can't seem to trace it.

The rumbling effects of a distant thunderclap hit your building and sends a shiver up your spine… as the raining outside seems to die down and quit.

OCC Ready to start, post away

 

[Tokiwong]

I am making the assumption that the call comes at night, right... hopefully I am right... well here goes...

Before the Call…

Apollo woke up with a start, and looked around his room, his large bed was once again a mess, as he rolled himself to his feet. The dream haunted his mind, as he stumbled for a fresh cup of java, maybe he shouldn’t have had the hoagie, it had been I the back of the fridge for at least a week. Sometimes it just wasn’t easy living he mortal lifestyle, not easy at all.

Apollo slumped in his kitchen chair, and listened to the news on the plasma screen, more news about disappearances in the city, more crime, no rest, it seemed like not so long ago, when one would hear the gleeful chime of the news reporter as they spouted the virtues of the Freedom League. But that time, well it was gone long ago, and Apollo had let his costume linger for perhaps far too long.

And then there was Danny, the poor guy, it wasn’t like him to miss the workout session last night, especially since Mona started working out there. He wouldn’t miss that for the world, he didn’t like the way things were adding up, not at all. Perhaps it was time, to do what had been nagging at him for some time, bring his uniform out of retirement, sure it was somewhat old-fashioned with the cape and all, but it had sentimental value. It stood for something, for justice, the right thing to do, and well life would be far less dull he supposed…

Apollo paced back and forth two calls to Danny’s place, and nothing, a quick call to Athena, and she too had recounted that someone she knew had gone missing. Though she was reluctant to speak on it, Apollo was sly enough to coax it out of her, sometimes it helped having a silver-tongue.

Apollo knew what he had to do, and walked to his bedroom, and removed the dusty box from his walk-in closet. Inside were his old uniform, a bright gold, with blue trim, and the blue emblem of the sun on the front, along with his blue cape, with its gold underside. Apollo smirked as he slowly donned his suit, and felt the familiarity of days gone by, Perhaps it was time, for the new heroes to rise anew…

After the Call…

Moving through the air towards the Demount Building, Apollo felt the wind upon his skin as he lifted high into the night sky, as if to touch the moon itself, he did not like the darkness, the darkness simply hid the light of truth, the light of justice from the hearts of men. Sometimes it was hard to justify his existence on Earth, for man was a brutal creature capable of incalculable evil, but there was a nobility there, that Apollo admired, and it was that inner light that had kept him at peace, and gave him hope for the future, it was these thoughts that wracked him as he descended and landed on the roof…

I am the Light that challenges the Dark…

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Int. Ford's Apt. — Night

Ursus blinked. As if being a blasted bear wasn't enough, now I have bad dreams to go with it, too. Damn it. Shaking his head and scratching behind his left ear, he hops out of bed. Audrey. In the kitchen, cheap neon lighting from the diner across the street splits the shadows of the blinds on the far wall. Dishes are piled in the sink, but the apartment still maintains a veneer of cleanliness. Ursus ambles over to the fridge and pulls the door open.

The light clicks on. Fish is piled up in the freezer, all types — flounder, cod, haddock, salmon, catfish, red snapper, trout, bluefish. In the fridge, some occasional vegetables, fresh. A six pack of Newcastle. A bottle of Chardonnay. Milk, water. Cheeses. He spears some bluefish with his claws and heads over to the stove. Early breakfast today.

Crackling as olive oil hits the pan. Fragrant smoke as the bluefish and its marinade hit the olive oil. Asparagus on the other burner. It's not like Audrey to lie or stand me up. She's really getting better with the whole bear thing. Snap of ursine laughter, flash of clean, white fangs. Getting better with the bear thing. Right. Any day now she'll come around to me and say that she wants to bear my cubs.

Food's done. Time to eat. Ursus slaps the food onto a plate, and stands, eating. Two mouthfuls. Three. Vidphone.

Ext. Freedom City — Later that Night

Even the gangbangers aren't stupid enough to bother me and the FCSCPA has to sleep sometime. There wasn't any need to bother with a shirt, but for now, he'd have to do so. No need to show off what he'd rather hide anyhow. Hooded sweatshirt, ash grey UW-FC. Jeans. No shoes. They don't come in proper sizes for bears. Better run to Wellingford.

What the hell am I doing? They'll probably kill me or turn me over to the government. Damn it, Audrey, you better be okay. Runnning. Sound of paws slapping cement. Audrey. Her face again, constantly. This better have nothing to do with me. It's just random. It can't have anything to do with me. Damn.

 

[bkmanis]

Sitting up in his bed Don shacks his head to clear it. Wow… I was getting use to strange dreams but this was… different. Don thinks to himself. Getting out of bed he heads to the kitchen, pulling the Orange juice out of the fridge he takes a drink straight from the carton. Grabbing a banana from the counter he peals it and takes a bite. Leaning on the kitchen counter he looks lost in thought.

Liz where are you? I could have sworn that the goons at Vertex had something to do with your disappearance but I can’t find any connection to them. Don thinks to himself. And with 15 other people missing all within the same day with similar reports of armored men, I just don’t know.

Finishing the banana Don returns to his room and notices the Vid-phone, after viewing the message Don quickly dresses. Who is this woman and how did she know this number? Someone knows more about me than I like. After donning a dark blue jumpsuit, black boots and gloves Don pulls a on a mask that covers his head completely hiding his features from the world. Over the jumpsuit he puts on a black trench coat. He then checks the earpiece and microphone of his comm-unit sewn into the mask to make sure it is functional.

“Well mystery lady here I come.” Harbinger says out load. Concentrating on one of many memorized location around the city Harbinger suddenly disappears.

 

[Thain]

Only minutes ago, across town...

"Alright you damn fool love-birds!" Daedelus announced with a gruff and cheery yell, as he walked into the penthouses kitchen, a box of fresh baklava in his hand... as the kitchen announced with a *beep* that the coffee was done. Wake up! Wake up! Helios is gone t'bed and old Uncle Daed is home a'gen!

He rapped on the wall that connected the kitchen wall to Toula's bedroom, with his gold-tipped cane. Thoose two, he thought with a sigh, smart and self-assured professional women (and one an ex-goddess!) and they behaved like courting teenagers... He hadn't seen a couple so muich in love since Anthony and that Cleopatra girl of...

Something was wrong. Three-thousand years of living had him notice the clues by instiunct before even his legendary mind could catch up. Nia always took her shoes off in the kitchen, Athean hated it, but she always did it... they weren't here. No bowls or plates in the sink, and those girls always had ice cream after they...

"Oh, no..." Daedelus groan, and padded down the hall and pushed Toula's door open with his cane, peeking inside, "Toula? I'm so sorry girl, but I... Toula?"

Athena's bedroom was dakr, and cold... the moon hund full in the sky, and cast a silver light all across the spacious room. Her bed was neatly made, and unslept in... the room was almost as clean as a Sparta dormitory, Deadelus thought, except for the pile of clothes tossed onto the ground... the sliding door that lead out to the terrace was open. An old gladius had been romoved from its decrative hook on the wall.

"That bad, eh?" asked Daedelus, padding out onto the rooftop... Athena stood there, naked in the light of her cousin, the moon. She was swingign the sword in a series of graceful and almost erotic manuevers... every one of them fatal, Daedelus knew... "Toula? Do you want to talk about it?"

"No." replied Athena, cooly.

"Oh, its going to be one of those nights, is it?" he asked the woman who had been his patron goddess, "Fine; you go and recite your speech on how you should never have loved a mortal, yadda, yadda, yadda. I'll be in the lab... Just one question, Oh Goddess of Wisdom, did you at least call her thsi time?"

"Yes. I waited at Zorba's for four hours, Daedelus." snapped Athena, clearly upset, "She never showed up, and I... I..." she held her chin up proud, "She needs space, isn't that what she said sunday?"

"yae never called her, did you?" he said, taking a small portable vid-phone out of his pocket and snapping it open, "Look, between the fight with Nia, and your crazy dreams of late, your overtired and grouchy... I'm sure Nia probably just got a flat tire. I'll dial... you talk." Daedelus lifted the phone to dial, and it suddenly began to ring. "That might be her, now..."

Mere momentous moments later, dear readers...

Daedelus was nearly putting his foot through the floor of his costumized sportscar, and still he felt he was going far, far to slow... Thankfully, the cloaking system he had installed would shield them from all but the most determined of observers.

Athena sat next to him, grim and silent. She was a normally gentle goddess, the embodiment of civics, law and of wisdom. Now, among the humanity she had vowed to defend, she was still a patron of these virtues... But she was still a goddess of war. A warrior who had been summoned to battle to defend those closest to her... all 7.5 billion of them.

Over head, the pair spotted the glowing nimbus of light that makred the passing of Athena's half-brother: Apollo.

Apollo is the Light that challenges the Dark… she recalled an old prayer aloud, And I am the Spear which banishes it.

 

[Keia]

The weather had turned from bad to worse on the third evening of Jimmy’s first visit to Freedom City. His search for the detective that contacted him with information about his family was turning up big fat zeroes. The man, Mr. Timothy Hines, hadn’t been at his office for the last few days, and Jimmy hadn’t found him his usual haunts (at least according to his secretary).

Jimmy was starting to become frantic about the missing Mr. Hines and was having trouble sleeping. Tonight, he had had a few drinks at the hotel bar and had been lucky enough to pick up some companionship for the evening. The sleep afterwards was the first real sleep Jimmy had had since arriving in Freedom City . . . until the dreams started. Confusing dreams, not the clear prophetic dreams that Jimmy could have since learning about his abilities. The woman in white . . . speaking but not coming through clearly. Mom ? . . .

Jimmy awoke with a start, but luckily did not wake his sleeping companion, who rolled over in her sleep. He looked at the clock and thought Definitely not the time a college student should be up in the morning – maybe after staying up all night, but not to wake up to. The hotel message light was flashing at the small desk in his efficiency apartment. The message . . . from the same woman he had dreamt about . . . Maybe that was a precognitive dream . . . but what in the world was she talking about. Message probably wasn’t even for him. The woman looked confused . . . but she looked desperate, too. Odds are, she doesn’t even know that she called the wrong person. So if you don’t go check it out, she’ll be there alone . . . and in trouble.

With a heavy sigh, Jimmy pulled on his Florida State hooded sweatshirt, sneaks, and sweats, then scrawled a quick note to his sleeping companion. He found the phone book in the desk and found the luckily turned exactly to the correct map page. Jimmy tore it out and stuffed it in his pocket. Okay, JR, time to put those strange abilities you’ve developed to the test Jimmy thought as he looked at the clock in the room tick 45, 46, . . . 47 . . . ., . . . . 48, . . . , . . . . , . . . ., 49 as he sped himself up. He walked to the door and quietly locked and closed it behind him, then sped off on foot to the industrial park. Crap!! he thought as he neared the complex and slowed down to a jog, I left my keys on the nightstand!

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

Flying though the night Apollo is about half a mile or so away from the Demount Building when he sees a glow coming from the top of the building. As he gets closer he sees that it is the woman of his dreams, at least he thinks so, and that she is glowing very brightly in the night, easy to see from a long ways off. She is wearing a long cloak and hood that is pulled up over her face, and looks something like a bird. The ends of the cloak are spread out on the group around her and almost looks to be feathers.

You are about 100-150 feet away from her when you see all this. She is looking down and does not seem to have noticed you yet. Looking around in the night you can see the fence for the complex but you don't see any one else or anything wrong... Spot roll natural 20 + 0! wow what a way to start?!? But comparing rolls, well...

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Lumbering down the streets at the best speed he can make, Ursus makes pretty good time going into the industrial part of town, by backstreets and byways. The smells and sights of the city provide few distractions, and as he gets into the area he can see one building that seems to have a soft white light coming from the roof. Ursus approaches the front of the building and notices that it is indeed the Demount Building, where the lady told him to come.

The Demount Building is 10 stories high, mostly glass and steel but nothing you couldn't climb if you did not want to. You move towards the building stealthy. Hide 18+ 5 dex= 23. No one else seems to be around. Spot 4 + 3 wis= 8.

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Harbinger starts teleporting across town, making his way quickly to the Demount Building. His last teleport brings him to a building across the street and he looks around while staying hidden in the shadows. He notices right away a bright light coming from the roof of the Demount Building, bright and as clear as day! You look around but no one seems to be around...

Hide 16+ 10 dex= 26. No one else seems to be around. Spot 5 + 1 wis= 6

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Coming across downtown in Daedelus's car, Athena is somewhat lost in thought. But as they get closer her concerns are broken by his voice "Well look who else is here? and she to notices a bright light of Apollo over head. Daedelus stops the car a couple of blocks away and checks the onboard GPRS uplink map... "That looks to be the Demount Building... hmm I wonder what we should do now? Don't trust people who call out of the blue wanting to meet in the middle of no-where". Both of you look around and Athena notices right away the bright white light on roof that Daedelus pointed out as the Demount Building. When she points it out to Daedelus he looks at her funny for a second and then says "Tell me exactly what you see dear? As far as I can see there aren't any bright lights on any roof tops around here. Maybe you could contact Apollo before he does something rash" Both of you look around but don't see anyone but Apollo a

Spot roll for Daedelus 16 +4 wis =20; For Athena 12 +5 wis (until I know your skills better)= 17

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In quick bursts of speed, slipping in and out of the normal time stream, Jimmy makes his way across town (I am pretty sure your no-combat/sprinting speed is 7040ft a round or about 700 mph soooo…). As you get a few blocks away you notice a bright light coming from the front of the building and notice a bright white glow coming from the rooftop of one of the buildings. The address looks right for the Demount Building and you are about to start towards it when you see a flying man gliding above the rooftops towards the building. The only reason you saw him was because that he seems to be glowing also, although not as brightly as whatever is creating the light on the roof.

Spot roll 15 +5 skill =20, the roll I figure for people to see Apollo flying along up in the air

 

[Tokiwong]

Apollo descends from the sky, and does not completely land, floating mere inches above the roof, before the glowing woman, he watches her intently and speaks softly, "You sent for me?"

I hope this isn't a trap, it has been awhile since I have been in this game... my skills may be getting rusty, but I have to do this for Danny, I just have this feeling that mortal may be in dannger, I mean my friend...