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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1853698" data-attributes="member: 13737"><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">SAP Headquarters</span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Metal Mistress</span></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Getting ahold of Captain Ralina is pretty easy. He and the rest of his SWAT commandos arrive only moments after you. Several of his men secure, none to gently, the downed mercenaries, while a few of them use first aid kits to treat their own wounded.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Straightjacket's father comes around slowly. His green glow surges slightly then completely fades away, but as it does so all of his wounds fade with it. "Ow, my aching spleen," he says jokingly. Straightjacket pulls his father to his feet with a shake of his head, once more a more comfortable and normal height within the garage.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Damn, pop. You are crazy, you know that?" SJ says.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Loco's forces gather with you in the garage.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Gavião de Gelo," Loco says as the winged and bearded man with the ice hammer alights inside. He tosses an unconscious merc to an ISA member.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"We've met," he rumbles, his wings folding neatly behind his back.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Pedra and Jato," he says, nodding at the round rock-man with spindly arms and legs and the human shaped form of ink-like substance who is just entering the garage, a silver armored merc in a tendril of blackness.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Heya," the ink-person says in a high pitched and friendly female voice as she dumps the man near some ISA SWAT members who quickly bind him.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"And that," Loco says pointing behind you at a barrel chested and large bellied man who resembles a world class weightlifter more than anything, "is Poço de Energia."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Justh Poco," the man says with a lisp.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"As you say, I am interested to learn who is within this wreck of a car," Loco says to you when you suggest opening it up.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">And wreck it is. The engine has basically exploded from Tara's slamming of her insect arms through it. It was already bent from its fall to the ground when the hoverjets stopped and a rather Pedra-like indentation has shoved the grill way back to near the driver seat. You can see the driver slumped over the wheel with a nasty bump on his head. The banging is coming from the back.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">With your powers, you tear the door easily from its frame. Even before any of you move towards the door, a man slowly extracts himself from the now empty door frame. He gets up, and up, and up some more, standing six feet, eight inches and dressed in a stylish, well made and obviously exctremly expensive business suit. He straightens his tie and suit jacket, and takes a hankerchief out to press to a small cut on his cheek. Michelle recognizes him as Rao Telda from the picture you saw upstairs.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"I must thank all of you for your well timed rescue," he says smoothly with an honestly thankful look. "I feared I was done for at the hands of those mercenaries. I also fear that some of my companions have not fared so well during the rescue." He gestures to the car within which you can see several injured people.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Loco looks at you with a raised eyebrow, giving you a "What the heck is going on" look. Gavião de Gelo looks unimpressed by Rao Telda, and unconvinced by his story. The remaining members of your and his team look at you and Loco for direction.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Neutron, Speed Demon, Johan</span></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Ms. Vaile looks at Neutron with narrowed eyes briefly, making him feel rather uncomfortable for a long moment. "Yes," she says as if trying to guage what he's thinking. "She is very shy." As quickly as the odd look comes, it fades, as if she's satisfied that Neutron is as clueless as he appears. "I am glad you are both alright. I assume my assistant is unharmed as well?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Just then, Vince alights ontop of the van.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Yes, for the most part we appear unharmed, thank you Mr. Pratchett," Ms. Vaile says pleasantly, but seriously. Medics are already moving to help the wounded ISA members Neutron freed from the damaged vehicle. "I am most interested in learning if you have captured that dog, Telda." All nicety is gone from her voice when she says his name, and it sends a shiver up your spines.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">And both Vince and Johan know that they have. From communicator chatter, they hear from Tara that Telda is saying he was a prisoner of MERC and is saying they rescued him. He's up in the garage where the other fight originated.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Johan's other self is suddenly very busy. Six duplicates spring forth rapid fire, and immediately move off to help the medics without casting a second glance towards the "real" Johan. Then the other self sits back down and continues to mumble incoherently.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"><strong>October 26, 2120</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"><strong>Dover, England -- The York Estate</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Jay is about to go help Michael dig out Raisa, when he recognizes that Thunder's collapse was far from being theatrics. He's out cold, and not moving. He also recalls his father is badly wounded and lying against a nearby tree. Taking family over strangers, EPIC or not, he checks on his father and fins him pretty badly hurt. It isn't life threatening, but he'll require hospitalization for sure. With some skillful first aid, he does stabilize his conditioin and bring him slowly, if dazedly around.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">X12 hurries over to Thunder and finds him in very bad shape. He's taken multiple rounds, one in the chest, two in a leg and one in the shoulder. The leg and shoulder wounds are through and through, but the chest injury most certainly is not. It probably took everything he had to bluff Tank into leaving before he collapsed. X12 immediately recognizes that Thunder cannot be simply healed by touch. The bullet in his chest will have to be surgically removed, though his powers will definitely keep him alive. </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Resting his hands on Thunders other wounds, X12 begins the painful and slow process of wound closure. With his power reserves low, it takes all his concentration to do so.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Jay sees Michael pull Raisa (though he doesn't know their names) from the rubble and the girl is wobbly but on her feet, a testament to her toughness. Kevin's father seems fine after a moment, remarkably fine, and he pulls an armband like he gave Jay off, gesturing to X12 and Thunder.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Take that and put it to good use, son," Lord York says. "I'll be fine. I <em>am</em> fine, actually," he adds, getting to his feet under his own power. "Just a few charges left, but it should be enough."</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 1853698, member: 13737"] [b][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]SAP Headquarters Metal Mistress[/color][/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Getting ahold of Captain Ralina is pretty easy. He and the rest of his SWAT commandos arrive only moments after you. Several of his men secure, none to gently, the downed mercenaries, while a few of them use first aid kits to treat their own wounded.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Straightjacket's father comes around slowly. His green glow surges slightly then completely fades away, but as it does so all of his wounds fade with it. "Ow, my aching spleen," he says jokingly. Straightjacket pulls his father to his feet with a shake of his head, once more a more comfortable and normal height within the garage.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Damn, pop. You are crazy, you know that?" SJ says.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Loco's forces gather with you in the garage.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Gavião de Gelo," Loco says as the winged and bearded man with the ice hammer alights inside. He tosses an unconscious merc to an ISA member.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"We've met," he rumbles, his wings folding neatly behind his back.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Pedra and Jato," he says, nodding at the round rock-man with spindly arms and legs and the human shaped form of ink-like substance who is just entering the garage, a silver armored merc in a tendril of blackness.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Heya," the ink-person says in a high pitched and friendly female voice as she dumps the man near some ISA SWAT members who quickly bind him.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"And that," Loco says pointing behind you at a barrel chested and large bellied man who resembles a world class weightlifter more than anything, "is Poço de Energia."[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Justh Poco," the man says with a lisp.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"As you say, I am interested to learn who is within this wreck of a car," Loco says to you when you suggest opening it up.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]And wreck it is. The engine has basically exploded from Tara's slamming of her insect arms through it. It was already bent from its fall to the ground when the hoverjets stopped and a rather Pedra-like indentation has shoved the grill way back to near the driver seat. You can see the driver slumped over the wheel with a nasty bump on his head. The banging is coming from the back.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]With your powers, you tear the door easily from its frame. Even before any of you move towards the door, a man slowly extracts himself from the now empty door frame. He gets up, and up, and up some more, standing six feet, eight inches and dressed in a stylish, well made and obviously exctremly expensive business suit. He straightens his tie and suit jacket, and takes a hankerchief out to press to a small cut on his cheek. Michelle recognizes him as Rao Telda from the picture you saw upstairs.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"I must thank all of you for your well timed rescue," he says smoothly with an honestly thankful look. "I feared I was done for at the hands of those mercenaries. I also fear that some of my companions have not fared so well during the rescue." He gestures to the car within which you can see several injured people.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Loco looks at you with a raised eyebrow, giving you a "What the heck is going on" look. Gavião de Gelo looks unimpressed by Rao Telda, and unconvinced by his story. The remaining members of your and his team look at you and Loco for direction.[/color][/font] [b][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Neutron, Speed Demon, Johan[/color][/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Ms. Vaile looks at Neutron with narrowed eyes briefly, making him feel rather uncomfortable for a long moment. "Yes," she says as if trying to guage what he's thinking. "She is very shy." As quickly as the odd look comes, it fades, as if she's satisfied that Neutron is as clueless as he appears. "I am glad you are both alright. I assume my assistant is unharmed as well?"[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Just then, Vince alights ontop of the van.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Yes, for the most part we appear unharmed, thank you Mr. Pratchett," Ms. Vaile says pleasantly, but seriously. Medics are already moving to help the wounded ISA members Neutron freed from the damaged vehicle. "I am most interested in learning if you have captured that dog, Telda." All nicety is gone from her voice when she says his name, and it sends a shiver up your spines.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]And both Vince and Johan know that they have. From communicator chatter, they hear from Tara that Telda is saying he was a prisoner of MERC and is saying they rescued him. He's up in the garage where the other fight originated.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Johan's other self is suddenly very busy. Six duplicates spring forth rapid fire, and immediately move off to help the medics without casting a second glance towards the "real" Johan. Then the other self sits back down and continues to mumble incoherently.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff][b]October 26, 2120 Dover, England -- The York Estate[/b][/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Jay is about to go help Michael dig out Raisa, when he recognizes that Thunder's collapse was far from being theatrics. He's out cold, and not moving. He also recalls his father is badly wounded and lying against a nearby tree. Taking family over strangers, EPIC or not, he checks on his father and fins him pretty badly hurt. It isn't life threatening, but he'll require hospitalization for sure. With some skillful first aid, he does stabilize his conditioin and bring him slowly, if dazedly around.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]X12 hurries over to Thunder and finds him in very bad shape. He's taken multiple rounds, one in the chest, two in a leg and one in the shoulder. The leg and shoulder wounds are through and through, but the chest injury most certainly is not. It probably took everything he had to bluff Tank into leaving before he collapsed. X12 immediately recognizes that Thunder cannot be simply healed by touch. The bullet in his chest will have to be surgically removed, though his powers will definitely keep him alive. [/color][/font][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Resting his hands on Thunders other wounds, X12 begins the painful and slow process of wound closure. With his power reserves low, it takes all his concentration to do so.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Jay sees Michael pull Raisa (though he doesn't know their names) from the rubble and the girl is wobbly but on her feet, a testament to her toughness. Kevin's father seems fine after a moment, remarkably fine, and he pulls an armband like he gave Jay off, gesturing to X12 and Thunder.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Take that and put it to good use, son," Lord York says. "I'll be fine. I [i]am[/i] fine, actually," he adds, getting to his feet under his own power. "Just a few charges left, but it should be enough."[/color][/font] [/QUOTE]
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