[d20 Modern / 4CtF] Windy City Mutants: Genesis [PG-17]

[garyh]

Monday, 3:46pm
Museum of Natural History, downtown

"Bo!" Linh called out quietly. "<Are you there, Bo? Are you okay?>" Was that an earthquake? Here in Windy City? Linh though to herself. If not, what was it?

OOC: Linh will try to determine the extent of the her injuries. After that, she will feel her way around in the darkness and look for Bo if he does not respond and, in any case, a way out.

 

[Jemal]

Jonathon will go to the basketball game, to see if anyone he knows is there.

 

[loxmyth]

Monday, 2:26pm
South High School, South Side

Macario held his peace this time, even though he could hear the blood pounding in his ears. This time, embarassment won out over the need to lash out. Narrowed eyes glared daggers at the girls as he waited for class to come to a close.

As soon as it was over, he strode quickly from the room. In a few minutes he was off the school property and on his way to the local public library. Easiest way to drown his sorrows and anger was to find himself nose-deep in some book or another.

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, 3:45pm
Ching's Laundry, South Side

Josh stays for a while at the other side of the street, looking at the laundry for anything strange and waiting for a moment no customer is in, then he crosses the street, enters the laundry and turns the sign on 'CLOSED'.

The laundromat was skinny and cramped, extending a fair distance back with large washers lining one side and dryers lining the other. Along the back wall was a change machine, and a counter behind which was a shelf full of detergents and other laundry supplies, along with a small cooler of drinks and a rack of snacks.

Sitting up on top of the counter with her back resting against the cash register was a lanky girl, one leg dangling off and swinging to and fro. Long strands of unbound raven hair hung down, hiding the face that was buried in an old, tattered novel. A messy pile of other books rested at then end of the counter beyond her other foot.

At the sound of jingling entry bells as the door closed, she glanced up to see Joshua flip the sign around. A thin jaw dropped open between her wayward locks, and she jumped forward off the counter and started towards Joshua in a flurry of sticklike arms and legs. "Hey! What are you doing?! You can't do that!"

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, 5:30pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

It was getting dark by the time the game started. The teams and cheerleaders had been there since after school, of course, but everyone else had arrived within the last half hour.

The gym itself was huge, easily big enough to fit three basketball courts, though the central one was obviously The court. Instead of black lines it was painted in the school’s green and blue, and featured expensive backboards and scoreboards much like those of the NBA. All the players were out on the court now, waiting for the toss of the ball to start the game.

Lorenzo sat on the first row of bleachers on the home team side, just behind the cheerleaders’ area. Becca was out in front with the squad, jumping and kicking high with her long athletic legs, trying to spur the team on to a good start.

A few rows behind and above Lana and Kate sat together, watching the waiting players on the court below. Or, at least Kate was. Off to the side Luke Waverly was giving them dirty looks from where he was seated with some of his friends.

Down in front, not too far from Lorenzo, Stacy and Chris were sitting with Becca’s sister Julie. The young quarterback was nonchalantly sneaking his arm around Stacy’s shoulders while she and Julie talked about the upcoming spring soccer season.

There were some rumors floating through the crowd about the museum downtown. “Did you hear something happened?” “No…to the Natural History Museum?” “The boiler blew up.” “The building collapsed.” “A plane crashed into the building.” No one seemed to know for sure – no details had yet been forthcoming. It didn’t seem to dampen spirits too much, though – nothing bad ever happened in Oak Grove.

Finally the ref tossed the ball up in the air and the game was on, with Oak Grove taking the first possession and scoring a quick basket on West High. The crowd cheered and Becca’s squad shook their pom-poms, just as Jonathon walked in and glanced around.

OOC: Feel free to move around to new seats as you like – I just wanted to start you off somewhere. If you’re looking for someone other than those listed ask me first please.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Monday, 5:30pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

Lana sighed, half watching the game and the other half trying not to be too obvious at watching Lorenzo. And of course the only thing he seemed to be watching is Becca bouncing around in her cute little cheerleading outfit.

Cause you don't see me

If two eyeholes could burn in her skin, she was sure Luke would have done so by now. All day he had been giving her the most unpleasent of looks, but Lana hadn't risen to the jibe. In fact, she had steadfastedly pretended that he didn't exist. Soon he would grow tired of it and forget she existed, she hoped.

And you don't need me

Glancing over at her friend, she shook her head slightly, the loose strands of her usual updo brushing her cheekbones. Kate had just discovered make up...although the only thing she could get Lana to wear was that pink lipgloss. Even that felt a little weird compared to her usual lipbalm. She was afraid to even touch her face in case that stuff got all over her hand.

And you don't love me

Like Lorenzo would notice her even if she ran naked down the hallway. He'd be too busy staring at the perfect Becca to notice some lowly sophomore.

The way I wish you would

"So which one is he?" Lana asked Kate, trying to pick out her crush in the sea of uniforms on court.

 

[Keia]

Monday, 5:30pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

Lorenzo had arrived 30 minutes early to the gymnasium, parked the car by where the cheerleaders exit, and found a good seat in the front row. Most of the time before tip off was spent giving advice, answering questions, and talking with friend and classmates.

“Sorry to break this to you, Dan, but Karen isn’t interested in you. Maybe you should talk to Susan.” . . . “Yeah, last night’s episode of Firefly was awesome, can’t believe they brought it back either.” . . . “Go with Grizzles by 9 tonite , they should cover.” . . . “I agree, the latest Ge-Force just isn’t there, but with some tweaking it should be alright.” . . . “No, I hadn’t heard about the Museum, what happened?” . . . “No, that’s just an urban myth” . . . etc.

Lorenzo talked with the team when they arrived on court, giving encouragement, talking smack, and cracking jokes to keep them at ease. The coach had a few words for him, mostly wanting him to join the team, but Lorenzo side-stepped the issue with some fast-talk about class work and life at home.

Lorenzo talked with all the cheerleaders easily and equally, but his eyes kept special attention on Becca until the game was well underway. Lorenzo knew that Becca was busy and concentrating on the game. He gave her a look and a motion with his head, mouthing that he was going to wander a bit. Then, Lorenzo looked around the crowd for someone to hang with or for someone who looked troubled that he could help out.

 

[Shalimar]

Monday, 5:30pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

Stacy sat as close to the cheerleaders and the front row as she could, wanting to be around the action and inspire the team with her spirit. As Chris puts his arm around her shoulder she moves closer so that there bodies formed a line, as she snuggled her head in against his chest. Despite the mussing, her stickers and glitter, which she had so expertly applied, remained in place and unscathed. Her left arm snaked its way across his lower back ending up on his waist.

"So what do you think?" she whispers to him, "about me being a cheerleader I mean? And why did you Set Lana up with Luke, I am sure you heard what happened."

 

[Lichtenhart]

Monday, 3:45pm
Ching's Laundry, South Side

"Hey! What are you doing?! You can't do that!"

"It'll better stay that way until I talk with Freddie. I don't want anybody to get hurt." Joshua says, trying to seem threatening, enough, even if he couldn't force himself to even touch the girl.
"Take me to him. He has to give me something."

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, ?:??pm
Museum of Natural History, downtown

"Bo!" Linh called out quietly. "<Are you there, Bo? Are you okay?>" Was that an earthquake? Here in Windy City? Linh though to herself. If not, what was it?

OOC: Linh will try to determine the extent of the her injuries. After that, she will feel her way around in the darkness and look for Bo if he does not respond and, in any case, a way out.

There was no answer beyond the occasional creek of masonry or steel. Though she was in exquisite pain, Linh could tell that her injuries weren't immediately threatening. Definitely some cracked ribs, but hopefully nothing worse. Her legs were trapped under some rubble at the moment, though, which made evaluating their condition difficult. Training also told her that any strenuous movements would risk aggravating the injuries she did have.

In front of her there was some space, along the base of the wall, which felt like it was still somewhat intact. There didn't seem to be any sign of Bo - wait. There was a finger, and another, but they were wet, slick with something. Linh couldn't reach any further without freeing her legs somehow.