DM_Matt
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"Seems these bureaucrats aren't great at coodination...oops, I just repeated myself. We were told you were expecting us. It seems that Kane wants us to work together, so it looks like thats what we have to do.
Look, Bulldog, I get it -- as you know I served some time in the SEALS -- which is how I know Max and how I got this job. I know as well as anyone that superteams tend to be tactical nightmares and you don't want us stealing your thunder. But here we are doing our duty and following orders, so we'll have to make the best of it."
Max approaches Bulldog and speaks quietly --
"I'll try to keep the other capes form doing anything stupid, but if you want these folks to listen to what either of us say, the best strategy is to explain to them what is best to do, not preemptively telling them what not to do...and I'll see what I can do about the credit taking."
Max backs away again --
"Your work is vital to the community and I really respect what you do...but we all have our orders, and we are going to have to work together to ensure a just outcome. So please, tell us what exactly is going on."
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[/sblock]You step through the teleportal and instantly thousands of miles to the second floor of Freedom Hall.
The sensation leaves you all feeling a bit off, akin to motion sickness one gets from reading in a car. You are told it takes some getting used to. Thankfully the feeling quickly passes.
Using your verious modes of transportstion, either personal or provided by a handy sky-bike you all arrive at the Hunter Museum of Natural History just north of Liberty Park.
The museum itself is an impressive piece of architecture. A huge three story building of marble and steel. The building looks like it belonged on a hilltop in ancient Greece where oracles divined the future from Apollo or where priests paid homage to Zeus. Before the lofty marble columns stand dozens of police cars. A crowd has formed behind Police Lines and shouts and cheers herald your arrival. "Look the Freedom League."
A tall heavily muscled man seems to be in charge. He is square jawed and sports a military style haircut. On his uniform he is sporting a patch not only showing his rank but affiliation.
Upon spotting your arrival “Bulldog” Maddicks commander of the Freedom STAR Squad yells; "Aww crap! I told Kane my boys and me can handle this!We don't need a buncha amatuers mucking things up! You Leaguers can get the hell outta here before ya get someone shot!"
"Seems these bureaucrats aren't great at coodination...oops, I just repeated myself. We were told you were expecting us. It seems that Kane wants us to work together, so it looks like thats what we have to do.
Look, Bulldog, I get it -- as you know I served some time in the SEALS -- which is how I know Max and how I got this job. I know as well as anyone that superteams tend to be tactical nightmares and you don't want us stealing your thunder. But here we are doing our duty and following orders, so we'll have to make the best of it."
Max approaches Bulldog and speaks quietly --
"I'll try to keep the other capes form doing anything stupid, but if you want these folks to listen to what either of us say, the best strategy is to explain to them what is best to do, not preemptively telling them what not to do...and I'll see what I can do about the credit taking."
Max backs away again --
"Your work is vital to the community and I really respect what you do...but we all have our orders, and we are going to have to work together to ensure a just outcome. So please, tell us what exactly is going on."
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