Epic M&M: Issue 4 (IC)
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Deva
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Calinon said:
"Of course," Raisa puts the canister down and will move around the room to light the laterns, taking care to not get too close to him - just incase. She covers her mouth as she yawns and glances at Michael. She feels really bad for him and doesn't want to leave him chained up and alone. "I was going to head to my room, but it's pretty cramped in there. Would you mind if I stayed here a little while longer?"
She walks back to her spot in front of him, picking up the canister. "I could open this for you, give you a couple pieces if you wanted some."
Calinon
First Post
China
Raisa
EPIC HQ
War Room
The latecomers go to change, Monica pushing Anna into her own locker area. You hear an angry growl and Monica comes out. "Who the hell replaced my uniform Dara made me with these!?" she exclaims, holding up your standard uniforms.
"That'd be me," Mendez says. "I wouldn't let my daughter be seen in what you had in there, and she votes. So, get changed," he says, leaving no room for argument. Monica huffs and goes back in. There are some squeals from Anna and laughs from Monica from within before the two finally come out.
"You... wear these?" Anna says as she's wheeled out in one of Monica's uniforms.
"Hey, this isn't bad after all," Monica says, smoothing out the leather. "Hey what's this?" she says, feeling her back where there's a flap of some sort. "I got a hole here... oh! Tail flap!" she says with a grin.
You all polish off the muffins and organize yourselves to head off. "Remember," Mendez says. "Be careful. I'll be monitoring things here if you need anything."
Michelle leads Rebound, Straightjacket, Neutron and Monica out to the van waiting outside the front of the headquarters. Monica skipping along happily, practically clinging to Neutron. Straighjacket's dad comes along, unseen by anyone but his son.
"Hey, Red," Cosmo says to Vince. "Wanna run ahead and see if the jet's done fueling up? I'll run there too, get things warmed up." Vince sprints off ahead of Cosmo as Cosmo heads off to the Tarmac to warm up the jet. Johan, Loki, Mantis and Anna follow.
Rebound drives off relatively leisurely, and you find yourself in traffic soon after. You are delayed as you come across a car wreck that has all but one lane of the highway closed off, and are recruited to help free people and clear debris. The media, as usual, is busy snapping pictures. About thirty minutes later, you are back on your way. Rebound spies a McDonalds.
"I think we need an emergency pit stop," he says, pulling into the drive through and ordering some breakfast. "Anyone else want something?" he asks.
In the jet, Cosmo waits for you all to be strapped in, putting Vince in the co-pilot seat and taxies to the runway. He grins at Vince. "I feel the need for speed!" he exclaims, applying full throttle and blasting off to Arizona at reckless speed, pulling a fast climb and a barrel roll as he climbs to cruising altitude. Once you are crusing, he sets autopilot.
"Fifty minutes to touchdown. I stocked the pantry last night," he grins. "In case anyone is actually hungry."
Raisa
"I don't mind," he says, and you hear a bit of relief creep into his voice. "Li and Master Wen sometimes stay here. There's a padded mat in the back room," he says, obviously warming to the idea of company. "But Master Wen would not want you to get within my reach. My claws," he says, tapping them on the floor. "Not exactly good for feeding myself." He lets out a wuff and shakes his head, rattling his chains and sending his ears flopping about. "Maybe when I don't have these on and don't have to eat from a bowl," he says.
EPIC HQ
War Room
The latecomers go to change, Monica pushing Anna into her own locker area. You hear an angry growl and Monica comes out. "Who the hell replaced my uniform Dara made me with these!?" she exclaims, holding up your standard uniforms.
"That'd be me," Mendez says. "I wouldn't let my daughter be seen in what you had in there, and she votes. So, get changed," he says, leaving no room for argument. Monica huffs and goes back in. There are some squeals from Anna and laughs from Monica from within before the two finally come out.
"You... wear these?" Anna says as she's wheeled out in one of Monica's uniforms.
"Hey, this isn't bad after all," Monica says, smoothing out the leather. "Hey what's this?" she says, feeling her back where there's a flap of some sort. "I got a hole here... oh! Tail flap!" she says with a grin.
You all polish off the muffins and organize yourselves to head off. "Remember," Mendez says. "Be careful. I'll be monitoring things here if you need anything."
Michelle leads Rebound, Straightjacket, Neutron and Monica out to the van waiting outside the front of the headquarters. Monica skipping along happily, practically clinging to Neutron. Straighjacket's dad comes along, unseen by anyone but his son.
"Hey, Red," Cosmo says to Vince. "Wanna run ahead and see if the jet's done fueling up? I'll run there too, get things warmed up." Vince sprints off ahead of Cosmo as Cosmo heads off to the Tarmac to warm up the jet. Johan, Loki, Mantis and Anna follow.
Rebound drives off relatively leisurely, and you find yourself in traffic soon after. You are delayed as you come across a car wreck that has all but one lane of the highway closed off, and are recruited to help free people and clear debris. The media, as usual, is busy snapping pictures. About thirty minutes later, you are back on your way. Rebound spies a McDonalds.
"I think we need an emergency pit stop," he says, pulling into the drive through and ordering some breakfast. "Anyone else want something?" he asks.
In the jet, Cosmo waits for you all to be strapped in, putting Vince in the co-pilot seat and taxies to the runway. He grins at Vince. "I feel the need for speed!" he exclaims, applying full throttle and blasting off to Arizona at reckless speed, pulling a fast climb and a barrel roll as he climbs to cruising altitude. Once you are crusing, he sets autopilot.
"Fifty minutes to touchdown. I stocked the pantry last night," he grins. "In case anyone is actually hungry."
Calinon
First Post
New York
Prior to leaving
Sanchez gives you a wry smile. "Have kids. You'll learn."
En route
"I hope you don't hope you're kissing me with sausage breath," Monica says with a giggle, making an overexaggerated face. "Pancakes for me, thumper," she says to Rebound.
"Nothing for me, son. I pigged out at the breakfast buffet," SJ's dad adds with a belch.
"Hey, it's good stuff when you are starved and in a hurry," Rebound says, ordering the food. About ten minutes later, you're on the road again, wolfing down your food. It's a long way to the docks, but an hour later, the waterfront comes into view and you drive down into the dock area. Following the map in the van display, you come up to the security gate leading into Methesda.
The Ironworks are a huge facility, with an immense warehouse and construction facility. All windows on the warehouse are tinted and over thirty feet off the ground, preventing a view inside. Attached to that building are the corporate offices, a high tech combination of elaborate steel work and clear glass. The entire facility is surrounded by a pair of twenty foot tall chain linke fences with razor wire along the top. The second fence, twenty feet inside the first, has warning signs indicating it is electrified. Cameras scan the entire outside area, obvious on tall poles around the building. Inside the fence and outside the offices, a large parking lot with over forty vehicles sit. Entry into and out of the facility is controlled by a pair of security gates. The gates are controlled from within the security towers on either side of the roadway.
As you drive up, you see security patrols walking about the facility, with dogs. A pair of people in some sort of military looking battlesuits also patrol in a slow, hovering arc, just above roof level. All told, you count three patrols of two people, plus the battlesuits.
As you pull up to the first gates, two security offices step out of the towers main floor. You see another on the main floor of each, still inside. A pair of high tech cameras scan your vehicle.
"Good morning," the driver side guard says. "EPIC, huh?" Both he and his partner look through the van windows, not nosily so, but basically in order to get a look at each of you. "Saw you on TV the other day."
"Yeah, pretty interesting stuff you kids can do," his partner, a much older gentleman, says from Michelle's side. "So what brings EPIC out to our neck of the woods today?"
Arizona
"Bah," Cosmo says. "Take offs should be fast. I'm kind of disappointed though. I was going to do two barrel rolls, but didn't have the speed."
It isn't much longer after you all eat when Cosmo is back in the pilot seat, bringing you down from cruising altitude.
"Lockheed, Arizona, this is EPIC requesting landing clearance," Cosmo says into his radio. "Ok guys, buckle up. We're landing on Lockheed's airstrip." Moments later, you're dropping through the sky over the desert, and a large, military style facility comes into view. Cosmo touches the plane down with ease, and taxis to a halt, lowering the ramp for disembarking.
As you exit, a pair of vans come to a halt outside your jet. You are greeted by a man in a officious looking suit.
"Good morning. I'm Agent Simmons," he says, shaking each of your hands. "Mr. Morgan is already on site, reviewing tapes for the time of the theft. He's giving you complete access to the tape records and facilities involved in the theft. We can proceed however you like. Just remember, any classified information you come in contact with may not be disclosed under any circumstance. Any questions?"
Prior to leaving
Sanchez gives you a wry smile. "Have kids. You'll learn."
En route
"I hope you don't hope you're kissing me with sausage breath," Monica says with a giggle, making an overexaggerated face. "Pancakes for me, thumper," she says to Rebound.
"Nothing for me, son. I pigged out at the breakfast buffet," SJ's dad adds with a belch.
"Hey, it's good stuff when you are starved and in a hurry," Rebound says, ordering the food. About ten minutes later, you're on the road again, wolfing down your food. It's a long way to the docks, but an hour later, the waterfront comes into view and you drive down into the dock area. Following the map in the van display, you come up to the security gate leading into Methesda.
The Ironworks are a huge facility, with an immense warehouse and construction facility. All windows on the warehouse are tinted and over thirty feet off the ground, preventing a view inside. Attached to that building are the corporate offices, a high tech combination of elaborate steel work and clear glass. The entire facility is surrounded by a pair of twenty foot tall chain linke fences with razor wire along the top. The second fence, twenty feet inside the first, has warning signs indicating it is electrified. Cameras scan the entire outside area, obvious on tall poles around the building. Inside the fence and outside the offices, a large parking lot with over forty vehicles sit. Entry into and out of the facility is controlled by a pair of security gates. The gates are controlled from within the security towers on either side of the roadway.
As you drive up, you see security patrols walking about the facility, with dogs. A pair of people in some sort of military looking battlesuits also patrol in a slow, hovering arc, just above roof level. All told, you count three patrols of two people, plus the battlesuits.
As you pull up to the first gates, two security offices step out of the towers main floor. You see another on the main floor of each, still inside. A pair of high tech cameras scan your vehicle.
"Good morning," the driver side guard says. "EPIC, huh?" Both he and his partner look through the van windows, not nosily so, but basically in order to get a look at each of you. "Saw you on TV the other day."
"Yeah, pretty interesting stuff you kids can do," his partner, a much older gentleman, says from Michelle's side. "So what brings EPIC out to our neck of the woods today?"
Arizona
"Bah," Cosmo says. "Take offs should be fast. I'm kind of disappointed though. I was going to do two barrel rolls, but didn't have the speed."
It isn't much longer after you all eat when Cosmo is back in the pilot seat, bringing you down from cruising altitude.
"Lockheed, Arizona, this is EPIC requesting landing clearance," Cosmo says into his radio. "Ok guys, buckle up. We're landing on Lockheed's airstrip." Moments later, you're dropping through the sky over the desert, and a large, military style facility comes into view. Cosmo touches the plane down with ease, and taxis to a halt, lowering the ramp for disembarking.
As you exit, a pair of vans come to a halt outside your jet. You are greeted by a man in a officious looking suit.
"Good morning. I'm Agent Simmons," he says, shaking each of your hands. "Mr. Morgan is already on site, reviewing tapes for the time of the theft. He's giving you complete access to the tape records and facilities involved in the theft. We can proceed however you like. Just remember, any classified information you come in contact with may not be disclosed under any circumstance. Any questions?"
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