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Generation Legacy Issue #14 "Genocide" - Part 2

After a moment's disorientation, Ryan springs from his seat, noting some of the familiar faces...like Cassie, and Tommy. "Where the hell am I," he snaps, advancing on Tommy as his force field envelops him. "Is the situation stable," he asks Cassie, turning his head slightly, but still trying to keep on that jackass and Smith. "Where's the other Miss Doublemint and Kelly?"

"And," he says, his eyes turning back to Tommy, "I'm not even going to ask what you're doing free, since I've stepped over your corpse at least once before."
 

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"Stable enough. And I don't report to you anymore Ryan, so do us all a favor and sit down. Kelly needs her rest." And with that she turns back to look out the window.
 

Hammerhead said:
After a moment's disorientation, Ryan springs from his seat, noting some of the familiar faces...like Cassie, and Tommy. "Where the hell am I," he snaps, advancing on Tommy as his force field envelops him. "Is the situation stable," he asks Cassie, turning his head slightly, but still trying to keep on that jackass and Smith. "Where's the other Miss Doublemint and Kelly?"

"And," he says, his eyes turning back to Tommy, "I'm not even going to ask what you're doing free, since I've stepped over your corpse at least once before."
Tommy looks up, “It looks like the body switching has come to an end? Welcome back Ryan and I assure you my untimely death is just a mere misunderstanding. We are almost back to the Institute; maybe you can regale us about your success in Italy?”
 

Ryan looks back at Kelly's sleeping form, looks slightly embarrassed, then shrugs. "Sorry, I didn't expect she'd be laying down. And not talking. So we're going back home? That's good, James just took a turn for the worse, and my expertise might be needed fast. Unless Mommy Dearest told you about a cure for No Return," Ryan adds with a glare towards Tommy as he sits down.

"While I probably shouldn't be sharing this with a civilian, especially one who happens to be under investigation for various illegal activities, I know you'll find out anyway, so what the hell. Genocide is cooked; we weakened him, and the Wicked Witch finished him off. Some of us were hurt pretty badly, so I suppose I'll be working overtime as soon as I get back. Amateurs," Ryan mumbles, trailing off. "I, well, Anika, came through untouched, thanks for asking. A couple of bad guys other than the Lizard King met their end that day, I'm not sad to say. So, in a way, we played right into their hands, but at least Sleeping Beauty gets her soul back. Maybe."

"On a related note, the popular theory is that RW is making a play for Eternaldom, which is why those other fools sent an emissary to bully us, which is why we're going to move on the Witchy Woman ASAP. So yeah, we're being judged, and if Epoxy doesn't like us, poof. It's the end of the world as we know it. My theory is that we're meant to take down Red Witch and then his threat goes away."

"And how did the brave rescue mission go?"
 

"We got her back." Cassie says simply and tersely. "I'm sorry to hear about James. He is one of the few that is nice to me. Hopefully you'll be able to help him." Cassie says without looking back at Ryan.
 

KaintheSeeker said:
"We got her back." Cassie says simply and tersely. "I'm sorry to hear about James. He is one of the few that is nice to me. Hopefully you'll be able to help him." Cassie says without looking back at Ryan.
Tommy replies, "A cure for No Return, that sounds lucrative."
 

"Yeah," Ryan agrees, rolling his eyes. "You could sell it to all of...one person. It's no wonder you're some big shot CEO. Unless, of course, you foresee more of us getting infected with it in the future. But I always figured your mother was the doctor and the scientist, whereas you were the engineer," Ryan adds with a shrug. God, I missed the sound of my voice. Such scorn, such disdain. And rolling my eyes is so damn easy now. I guess it really is the little things in life.

"I think, considering my long-winded account of the Italian job, that a little more explanation is owed. Is Chance dead, or did she just decide to switch teams? And did you manage to get any clues about the location of Kismet, or at least get into any interesting brawls along the way? I can see that you managed to get my body shot," he says ironically, pointing to a bullet hole in his uniform. "At least tell me there's a scar. Chicks dig the scars."
 

Hammerhead said:
"Yeah," Ryan agrees, rolling his eyes. "You could sell it to all of...one person. It's no wonder you're some big shot CEO. Unless, of course, you foresee more of us getting infected with it in the future. But I always figured your mother was the doctor and the scientist, whereas you were the engineer," Ryan adds with a shrug. God, I missed the sound of my voice. Such scorn, such disdain. And rolling my eyes is so damn easy now. I guess it really is the little things in life.

"I think, considering my long-winded account of the Italian job, that a little more explanation is owed. Is Chance dead, or did she just decide to switch teams? And did you manage to get any clues about the location of Kismet, or at least get into any interesting brawls along the way? I can see that you managed to get my body shot," he says ironically, pointing to a bullet hole in his uniform. "At least tell me there's a scar. Chicks dig the scars."
"Well your simple intellect would not see the possibilities," Tommy replies.
 

"Huh? Wh-what happened?" Karen staggers momentarily nearly falling over her own feet, she'd been sound asleep aboard the aerodyne and now suddenly she was standing up, apparently bright awake. Once the disorientation wore off, she felt the familiar balance of her own body. She touched her face to make sure this wasn't a dream and felt her smooth, hard yet supple crystal skin, "Thank god!" she cried out in relief.

"Where am I?" she wondered outloud, taking in her surroundings. She was still wearing her uniform, which seemed a bit worse for wear. She noted black stains on her hands as if she'd put her hands into a fire, but otherwise she seemed fine, nothing was hurting or anything. With some hesitation she left the room to get her bearings, curious where she was and wondering where the others were.
 

Mark/Karen saw the red glow and for a moment thought it was something from Karen's powers, before the room vanished around him and another replaced it. What the-? Did somebody? Glancing down, Mark had an uninterrupted view of his feet. His feet. And legs. And-

Clenching his eyes shut, Mark made himself check. It- He was back! Mark laughed and did a little jump, gleefully watching his limbs blur. I should tell somebody. I should get a good swim in now that I can float again. Mark rifled through the room for most of a minute before realizing Anika had no reason to pack one of his swimsuits. Dammit.

Anike Did she do anything...girly to him? Mark scrutinized himself for makeup and perfume, finding none. Nothing to fix. It's like I was never gone. Thanks, Anika.
 

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