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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Teflon Billy" data-source="post: 546136" data-attributes="member: 264">Scene 3: The Cosmic Commissar, Molly Kewler, and The FakirIt was clear to The Cosmic Commissar that the dastardly jaibreak from the Super-Penitentiary Island Z had not been entriely an inside job.Someone had broken Big Lummox out. But there had been no clues when they questioned the staff of the prison: none of them could recall the Lummox having left, though the monstrous humanoid-shaped hole in the outer wall of the main dormitories left little question as to his avenue of egress."I don't understand how he could've just walked out of here without someone having switched off the power nullfier field in his cell..." The Commissar mused to his companion, the super-scientist, super-model, super-heroine Molly Kewler, in his thick Muscovite accent."Well, clearly all their minds have been tampered with; but there hasn't been mentalist of such power loose in Cascade City since The Awesomes put The Bad Motivator behind bars back in '92""Where is she now?" He asked...sensing the answer they were looking for."Still safely confined in her Stasis Tube, down on level 6...for 40-odd more years"."Dammit"They continued to watch from the sidelines as members of the vaunted Honor Guard (The Nightmare Detective: Black Sabre and his cohort, the blonde, blue-eyed Paragon) drew the lion's share of the attention from the prison staff, the police and the press present."Let us--how do you say--"hit the streets", I think we will not have luck here so long as the Honor Guard shows an interest" Magnetik grumbled."Not likely" Molly agreed, and they headed for the outside world.As they took to the air (Molly decreasing her mass to near zero, while The Cosmic Commissar bent the forces of magnetism to his will, affecting the metal in her belt buckle, boots and wristwatch to maneuver her as he flew), avoiding the ferry from Island Z, a small figure floated from the mainland toward them.The Fakir, a small, wizened brown man in an embroidered loincloth drifted up next to them in the lotus position.In Indian-accented English, he addressed the two heroes. "My very good friends!, I would have words with you most promptly when we reach the shore!"Unsure of what to make of the situation, The Commissar and Molly kept pace with the mystic until the three of them alighted on the ferry dock. The Fakir remained in the lotus position, hovering above the ground, at eye level.He was the first to speak "My thanks for your generous gift of time, I am the Fakir""We know who you are" Molly Kewler lied. The Cosmic Commissar nodded his agreement (that is to say: also lied)The Fakir nodded sagely, "Very good my friends, I too am familiar with the work of The Cosmic Commissar and Dr. Molly Kewler. Now, more to the point, I have spoken with several of your harijan in the area..."Both Magnetik and Molly hid their mystification at the term behind steely stares.(OOC: Harijan are the "untouchables" in the Indian caste system. The Fakir was referring to the homeless in the area)"...and they made mention that when the Big Lummox leapt from the Island to the shore, he carried a man with an truly enormous head upon his back. When they landed mere yards from here, they were picked up in van driven by...a gigantic Insect!"(OOC: Well 'lo and behold! Will wonders never cease? The Cosmic Commissar made all of the rolls necessary to correctly identify both The Cranium and The Insectoid from The Fakir's descriptions).From behind his star-field mask, Magnetik spoke; "The Cranium! Looks like our suspicions were correct about a mentalist...and if he's working with The Insectoid, and freeing Big Lummox, that can only mean Damage Incorporated has been hired by him."Molly interjected "Where were they going? Did your "harija-men" have an answer?" she asked excitedly.Giving her a strange look, The Fakir responded "Your Mr. Cranium was heard to shout at the Insect that he wished him to drive to Warehouse 13A"(OOC: I was almost ready to cry. Molly easily made her untrained roll to identify the location as a secret government storage facility. *Sigh*)"Warehouse 13A?" Molly said quizzically, "that's  bad news. The government stores "sensitive" items there under lock and key. I think we can expect them to have broken in, or be in the process as we speak!""We have a good deal less than a moment to lose I am afraid" said The Fakir in a decent attempt to use a colloquialism.They all looked at each other for a brief second before taking to the air...streaking toward warehouse 13A</blockquote>

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