Karen
Kal smirks, “Well if you want to learn how to fight,” he walks out to one of the practice mats, then punch me. Right in the face, let me see what you got? I mean, if you can hit me, that is the first step. Then well I am going to try and hit you, cause well you have to know how to not get hit, its pretty simple premise, but it can get fairly advanced quickly.”
Kal cocks his head, “Sound simple enough?”
Kelly
“Consider yourself forgiven,” he says, “whenever you are ready to go eat, just let me know, I have a standing table, easier then trying to get a reservation.”
Mr. Smith steps out on the balcony, “Mister McKain, is there anything else you need sir?”
“No, I can handle it from here, thank you,” Tommy replies.
“Then I shall retire sir, madam it was a pleasure to meet you,” he bows his head and then leaves.
Tommy turns back to Kelly, and takes her hand, “So what should we do after we eat? Have anything special you would like to do?”
The Legacy Aerodyne
It’s strange, it’s just like in the Black Room with the simulation, and the aerodyne is exactly the same. The uniforms are neatly folded in lockers with each member’s name on them, tailored to their specifications but each is predominately black with a large red L on the breast, and UNJE underneath.
It is comfortable and along with the uniforms, you are provided with shades, which act as communicators and mini-computers allowing you to send information to one another, or relay information to a terminal.
Yoshi stretches in his black body suit with his customary bandanna, and yawns, “Dude it is way too early to try and fight crime? Couldn’t we wait till like two or something, I mean, ouch, I still have a hangover…” He turns to Ryan, “But at least Cassie finally gave it up, dude, it was worth the wait,” he smirks.
Star cocks her head, “What is it that she gave up, did she have something you…” she pauses, “oh,” and blushes, “uh, congratulations?” she looks to Anika somewhat confused, “that is the right thing to say, yes?”
At the 1000 UNJE Planning Meeting
“So we are just missing one, Bryant?” Josiah replies his eyes scanning the room.
Mr. McCallister nods, “Mark could not make it, he has other plans, like tracking down a Brass Orchid criminal and bringing them to justice. I felt that took precedence over something as trivial as this meeting.”
Josiah bristles, “I was told he would be here, he isn’t exactly the most reliable elite, he has a history of drug abuse, and worse. You really think he won’t say anything?”
Dr. Hudabo clears his throat, “He has a good job, and he is respected, he won’t mess that up. His loyalty is bought, part and parcel, though I can’t say that for everyone,” he says with a glance to Mr. McCallister.
Josiah nods, “That was my next subject, the control period for the Mudaba Adin Institute is over, Bryant. Yet you have repeatedly refused to administer the treatments. Or as your report says, forgotten…”
Mr. McCallister nods, “We have had some difficulties, Josiah. With the attacks on our students and training the team, there just has not been any time to get everything done. Dr. Hudabo is busy with his research, its not exactly feasible at this time, besides Dr. McTaggert has alerted me that some of the students may suffer serious reactions to the treatment, due to their chemical make up. I can’t in good conscious go ahead with something that would harm my students.”
Order, the leader of Justice Elite: Beta wrinkled her nose, “So you’re just willfully disobeying the orders as they were set down?” She is a tall Amazonian woman with long blonde hair and a stern face, and to anyone but Mr. McCallister her gaze would be unsettling.
“Excuse me?” Mr. McCallister replies.
Order opens her mouth but Josiah speaks, “Alright Bryant, I will play your little game. You have 30 days to get the program underway, the council is getting anxious, and wants to curb the population as much as possible. I can’t blame them; many of these new elites are a danger to themselves and the public. They are not like us, they don’t have the same kind of morals and dedication to use their abilities for the right causes. If we have to remove the chafe, then we will. We are the good guys after all.”
“Sure, we are the angels. We can pave the road to hell with our good intentions. I mean at least it is paved right? But whom do we answer to, if we are not doing the right thing? You’re so involved about protecting the future; I have to wonder who is going to protect the now? You are crazy if you think I am just going to stand by and do nothing, I am guilty enough as it is. There is blood on my hands I can’t wash off; I thought maybe I was doing the right thing till I saw what we are really doing. Legacy trusts me, the students trust me, I can’t betray them, not like this,” Mr. McCallister replies.
“Bryant, don’t be a fool,” Josiah barks at him.
“I have been a fool for a long time, Paragon. But not any longer, consider this my resignation. It has been a pleasure gentlemen, well not really,” Mr. McCallister replies coolly.
“Fine, but if you walk out that door, I cannot be held accountable for what may or may not happen to you, Raptor…” Josiah replies.
“Raptor is dead, besides if I don’t make it to my office, I left explicit instructions on just how to disseminate the information I know. You may not want to detain me, I have fourteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds to go,” Mr. McCallister replies glancing down to his watch.
“Cute, this isn’t over,” Josiah replies.
“Of course not,” Bryant says as he exits the door.
