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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1731230" data-attributes="member: 13737">Outside Mai Pai, ChinaX12"It seems to me," Kodiak rumbles, "that this Michael was protecting someone, but it wasn't the criminal. I have caused the death of people before, and have reconciled myself with that. But I have also chosen to take life, outside of battle. That is an action you can never take back; and it marks you forever." "You may be confident that Mia Toan will not escape justice in the Asian Union," Rising Sun says, overhearing X12. "Our interrogation methods have only become more refined since our glorious President defeated the terrorist Granite, and she has much information we desire; information we shall use to finally root out and destroy her father's Red Rose Syndicate. She will receive the punishment she so richly deserves," the oriental man says in unaccented english. "If you can handle things here," Kodiak says, and Rising Sun simply nods. "Li, bring the others to the plane; X12 and I will bring Kevin down shortly. Upon reaching for the bag, you realize there is a flatboard beneath it, letting you carry Kevin's body in a much more dignified position down to the plane. RaisaEmpath takes Michael aside, talking to him at length, and though you can't make out all of their conversation, you are pretty sure a fair portion of it revolves around you. Carl comes into the plane as well, as does the oriental woman, Dragon. The latter comes over to your seat. "I am sorry to have spoken poorly to you and your friends. I did not intend to injure you with my words," she says quietly, with a small bow. Glancing up at her, you realize she is likely not much older than you are, perhaps in her early 20's at the latest. Carl snorts derisively. "Why don't you just screw off, lady. In case you didn't get it before, there's nothing you can say or do that's going to help, so just walk your butt off our plane." In the Mountains of PortugalJohanRebound slides the van to a halt, and turns to help you. Loki gives you a shove and then the entire van is suddenly filled with teddy bears. You realize its an illusion and quickly see through it but Loki seems to have vanished. You spot the smoke, however, and though it's hard, both you and Rebound can sort of make him out, blending in perfectly with the van's interior. You pounce and manage to grab hold of him, and Rebound ends up sitting on him while you pull aside his hair and see what is smoking. There's a small patch on his neck with a computer chip on it. The chip is working in overdrive, doing something... as well as smoking. With a quick tug, you yank it off, leaving a red welt on Loki's neck and eliciting a grunt from him. The chip shuts down immediately, still smoking. You've seen the chip before, in the news, and recognize it as a new designer drug the police and schools in New York are having a major problem with, called P12. "Hey, what the heck'd you do that for?" Randall whines from beneath Rebound. "Give it back!" The communicator beeps with Michelle's message. MichelleYou fly down and your force field protects you from the worst of the heat and flame. Pulling the door open with your powers, the stench of burned flesh assaults you. There is no way the man has survived. You check for other passengers, and surprisingly find none, not even a driver. Tara is looking in the back at the body as you look for others and lets out a gasp. "Holy crap! This is Pavo! Did you see if Miss Price is in there? Or a driver?" Brazilia MedicalVince"I think he will calm down if Nurse Ginula gets a hold of him," the older doctor says without looking.  Sure enough, a portly nurse with abnormally thick arms comes barelling from behind SJ's dad and with one fluid and powerful motion, slaps him on the rear so hard that you think you can feel it from where you are sitting.  It lifts him up onto his tiptoes and sends him staggering forward with a stunned look of pain on his face. "If you want to play, Ginula will play with you," she says in a thick accent, laden with innuendo.  "I am about to take my break," she adds, latching onto his arm and starting to drag him down a hallway.  He wriggles free with a look of terror on his face, barelling the other way, as the nurses in the emergency room laugh. "I remember doing stitches on you when you would fight as a boy.  You still have not learned that it is better to not be hit, I see.  And they said you were as fast as lightning," he scolds as he continues to stitch your wounds closed.  As they close, the stitches disolve, leaving the skin closed and nearly unmarked with just a slight pink line where the wound was.</blockquote>

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