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

Monday, 5:50pm
Lincoln High Hallways, Oak Grove

Lana got great air off her ollie, and though her footwork could have used a little more finesse, she managed to get her board around and land while still keeping her balance. Nearing another stairway, and feeling spurred on, she tried again to grind the railing, sliding smoothly down to the landing and hoping down, though the small space forced her to catch herself against the wall. Hmm...the freshman locker area - the 'dungeon' - wasn't too far from here. It was full of ramps, lips, and rails, and just down the hallway from the bottom of the stairs.

Meanwhile, Jonathon had made it up to the second floor, and heard some clackety noises from down the hall. Rounding a corner, he could've sworn he saw something move into another stairwell at the far end, along with a couple clacks and a thump, about a hundred feet down the way. The rest of the hallway was empty, save for some lit classrooms back in the other direction.
 

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Monday, 6:02pm
Brookton Public Library, South Side


At the sight of the moron patrol, Macario rolled his eyes. Can't be alone anywhere I go, can I? Carefully getting to his feet, the young man quietly replaced the thick book in the shelves, watched the movements of the group as he silently slid on this threadbare winter coat, and wrapped his scarf about his face. Finishing with placing a large orange toque stamped with some obscure cigarette brand, he padded straight for the front door. One encounter a day with the likes of Brenda and Faith was more than enough for him.

As he made it for the door he checked over his shoulder to see if they'd noticed him, and to idly notice the time.

Still pretty early... What am I going to do with the rest of my time?
 

Re: Stacy

Monday, 5:45pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

Shalimar said:
"Of course I want to come over after the game honey. Its just that I sorta promised Eric I would work on our History Project with him. I ah.... I can call him, he might understand." Stacy said doubtfully not really wanting to disappoint Eric, but at the same time Chris was her boyfriend.


It seemed for a moment as if Chris was about to agree to that, but then he sighed and lowered his head. "No, that's okay. I want you to get your homework done..." He looked up at her with a slight smile and murky blue eyes. "...so you don't have any this weekend," he explained, lowering his voice suggestively as he grinned a little more.
 

Monday, 5:45pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

"I... I can comeover afterwards and we can hang out, if you want." she say trying to make his smile wider. "And since your right next door Daddy wont mind at all unless I'm really really late like 10:30." she said grinning at him, That ought to make him happy.

It seemed for a moment as if Chris was about to agree to that, but then he sighed and lowered his head. "No, that's okay. I want you to get your homework done..." He looked up at her with a slight smile and murky blue eyes. "...so you don't have any this weekend," he explained, lowering his voice suggestively as he grinned a little more.

"Um about this weekend, I promised Melissa I would go over her house with all the other Cheerleaders on Saturday. But we are still on for Saturday night right?" She asked hopefully. I hope he remembers its our one year anniversery.

"And you get to have me all to yourself all of Sunday too."
 

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


With all the strength and agility she could summon, Linh tried to escape again.

OOC: Using an Action Point if it'll help.
 

Monday, 6:00pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

Half-time was called just as Lorenzo made his way back to his seat. Lincoln was up twelve points as the teams filed back into the locker rooms for a strategy session, while the crowd started to disperse to use their ten minutes of break. A small concession stand had been set up in one corner of the gym, drawing most of the attention among various other student and family needs.

The cheerleaders were taking a break too as the local popular music station began to play softly over the intercomm. Becca walked over, gracing Lorenzo with a smile, and dropped her pom-poms on the bleacher next to him. "Keeping busy?" she asked playfully, eyes bright for a momentary glance at him before she dug into her bag for a small mirror. Carefully the young woman set about fixing some stray strands of auburn hair that had escaped during her exertions, a slight flush still evident on her tanned skin.
 

Monday, 3:50pm
Ching's Laundry, South Side

Lichtenhart said:
"No, don't cry, please." He lets her go, feeling awkward.
"I really don't want to do any bad to you. Let me speak with your father, and you'll never see me again, ok?"

When he hears the noises from the back of the shop he wais for someone to show up, ready to duck and escape if it will be someone armed or something. If she runs to the back of the shop when he lets her go, he will follow her cautiously.[/I]

If Joshua hadn't been the experienced fighter he was, he surely would've taken the girl's viscious kick in a very sensitive spot. As it was, her stick-like legs had quite a long reach for a girl so short, but he stepped back out of range easily. The girl pulled away as well, bringing her arms up defensively. "Get out!" she screamed, impossibly high-pitched and loud.

Just then a middle-aged man burst out from the back room. Thinning wisps of black hair covered his head while an old, too-small t-shirt and faded sweat pants covered his body, but it was the dirty looking baseball bat in his hands that demanded attention. His dark eyes grew large and his face red as he saw Joshua and started yelling incomprehensible things. As he approached and menaced with his weapon, he switched into english.

"Who are you?! You touch my daughter?!! I'll kill you!"
 

Monday, 3:50pm
Ching's Laundry, South Side

Krizzel said:
"Who are you?! You touch my daughter?!! I'll kill you!"

"I didn't do anything to her. I only want to talk with you. Dozer sent me. Don't you have anything for him? He knows you've got it."

Josh looks at the old man's eyes, as he learned to do on the ring, trying to predict the direction of the next attack. If Freddie attacks him, he'll immediately try to grapple the man and pin him to the ground. (readied action)
 

Monday, 6:00pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

“I’m just doing good deeds and making sure all is right with the world. Speaking of which, I know that all is right with my world as of just a few seconds ago,” Lorenzo said to Becca, letting her make the logic leap that he was referring to when she arrived. ‘Zo enjoyed the view, watching Becca as she primps – the flush of her skin bringing back memories. Snap to, Zo, you’re in public his mind called out. A slight shake of his head and he can back to reality.

“So . . . what sort of plans do you have for after the game?” Lorenzo asked with a dramatic face - all wide-eyed and innocent-like.
 

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