SAP Headquarters
Neutron
"He says he'd prefer not to be whacked," she says into the phone.
"Oh good!" says Allison from the phone. "What... what should I do?"
"Just stay in your quarters," Ms. Vaile instructs. "I'll make sure Rao Telda is handled, the police are satisified and then we can set SAP back on track," she says reasuringly.
"Ok... hurry back. I'm scared," Allison says nervously. "What if they come here looking for something?"
"Don't worry. They won't. I'll see you soon. Just try to relax." She hangs up the phone and slips it back in her pocket. She hits a button to release the freeze on the elevator and you continue upwards. She stares at you a bit appologetically, but when she speaks, it isn't her speaking appologetically about Anaconda or your condition.
"I don't think I need to explain to what lengths I will go to protect Allison's secret," she says, and her tone drives the meaning home plainly. "So, what did you think of her?" she says immediately after, changing tone and personality so drastically that you are caught off guard by the honestly asked question.
The small silver locket around her neck seems to pulse, not that you need any real reason to be staring just there. But there is a light definitely pulsing from its back.
*blink* *blink* *blink blink* *blink blink* *blink blink blink* *blink blink blink*
From it's position, there is no way she could see it.
Metal Mistress
"Oh, she is on her way here?" he says. "Excellent. We can resolve this situation swiftly then. I do hope she arrives safely."
Something in his tone tugs at you. You can't quite place it until about six people at once shout, "He's got something in his hand!"
And sure enough, he does. A small metal tube with a now depressed button on the tip. Straightjacket slaps Telda hard across the face before even you can respond, latching onto his arm in what must be a mind numbingly painful grip, but Telda still refuses to drop the cylinder.
Vince, Johan
Vince slams his tail into the back of the nearest Johan.
Attack roll: 17 hits
Damage saves (DC18 I think): 11, 14, 15, 19, 23, 17 (HP23) (our Johan)
Will saves (DC15): 10, 9, 7 (all fail)
Three Johan's suddenly go rigid. Unfortunately, two of them are busy grappling Johan. The formerly babbling Johan is fine, as is the shiny armored Johan, and one duplicate in shoddy armor. The grappled Johan slowly recovers his senses.
HP used for Johan to avoid damage from Vince.
"Oh man, why can't something just be normal for a bloody change!" exclaims Rebound. He expands, bounces once and lands with a whumpf on the remaining Johan's, still giant sized.
Attack roll: 20 hits
Reflex saves (DC18): 13, 14 (the other fails automatically)
Damage saves (DC27 -- worst is KO): Each Johan must make 3 saves -- weee!
...Bad Johan 1: 18, 14, 11 (KO)
...Bad Johan 2: 15, 19, 23 (KO)
...Good Johan: 7, 9, 18 (KO)
Johan sees a giant baloon boy coming down onto him, then painless oblivion. Vince manages to dance back, and all the Johan's seem to pass out from the impact, including those he had managed to freeze in place with his poison stinger. The situation comes to an abrupt end.
"Ok, one of them seems to be stuck in an uncomfortable place. Could you tug him out of there before he wakes up?" Rebound asks Vince.
"Good lord," mutters Loki. "I didn't read about the danger and pain involved in this job in the hero handbook. Hey, aren't they like supposed to vanish or something?"
October 26, 2120
Dover, England -- The York Estate
"Well then," Lord York says, taking the repeat of what Thunder earlier told him without much outward show of emotion. "I would like to see my son's body. And I think our immediate safety is in question. We should transport immediately to a hospital, especially for Thunder, and contacting senior members of EPIC should be done immediately. Jeremy," he says, turning to his other son.
"Go into what is left of my study and look for a vault under my desk. I want the cases there brought with us."
Raisa moves over to Thunder, picking him up effortlessly. "I'm really starting to hate this uniform," Raisa says angrily.