Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 4/5

-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

“Son, I think you need to lower your voice and calm down. There are people trying to get well here, and we don’t need you going and scaring them,” the guard said. It was clear that he was trying to keep his anger in check. “If you can’t do that, then you’ll have to leave.”

“Ah…” the receptionist was typing something on her computer. She looks quite nervous, especially when James turns his attention back to her. “According to our records, she is still a patient here. There is not any indication that she is going to be discharged.”

James' eyes narrow at the receptionist's words.
"Uh-huh. Then I guess I'll go visit her. Check everything's...normal." James begins striding rapidly into the hospital, totally ignoring the angry guard and any protests the receptionist might make, his feet taking the first steps of a familiar route which ends at his sister's room.'Could I be wrong? Or is there something else going on here? Time to figure that out later. Right now, I have to see if Amelia's really still here.' James' pace quickens, his paranoia speeding him on his way, all his senses alert for anything out of the ordinary. He keeps an eye on the guard, though he's practically dismissed the man as a threat. 'Wouldn't last two seconds. Just hope he doesn't try and stop me...for his sake.'

 

[Calinon]

"You injure people, hold a child hostage and have no remorse, and you must ask why I am angry?" she says incredulously, getting more angered by his tone. "I will not allow this to continue," she says, straining her power to its limits again by attempting to bring a force field up around the child.

OOC: In order to protect the girl, Black Star will continue to push the limits of her power, attempting to surround the girl in a force field to protect her from the coming battle. It won't free her from the lunatic's grasp, but should protect her from from any stray energy attacks. I'll spend another hero point to counter fatigue.

 

[Keia]

University of Pittsburgh
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Fascinating!” she said in amazement. Taking a step toward him, she reached out, trying to touch his arm.

Marcus quickly stepped back from the attempt. "Whoa, there . . . um . . . I just saw you run out of the building . . . ," Marcus started.

"You wanna explain what's going on?" He asked.

Marcus looked to the woman seeing if she also had an ID badge on her.

 

[Rybaer]

“That would be great, honey,” Mrs. Rice said. She too rose from the table and began bringing plates and dishes into the kitchen. When Cloud asked her question, Mrs. Rice was in the process of placing leftovers into bowls to be put into the refrigerator. “Your father has been under a good deal of stress recently, Cloud. He has not spoken much about Mr. Hansen to me, but from what he has said, I am not sure if hiring Mr. Hansen was entirely your father’s choice.”

"I know this seems like kind of a strange question, but do you even know exactly what Dad does at work?" Cloud looks up from the sink to gauge her mother's facial expression and body language.

"I mean, he's always talking about meetings and reports and paperwork, but he's always so vague about a lot of the specifics. The more I think about what he's told me in the past, the less certain I am about what he does."

 

[Nuke261]

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Jonn did not even realize he had held his breathe until after Marcus passed completely through the wall. Then his exhale gave it away. He had to agree with Tank, it was an amazing sight. Then he heard the scream down the hall!

"We gotta stay here and help Proton, right? We can't just vanish on him do check out something else, what if he needs our help." The questions were as much for himself to answer as they were for Tank.

Jonn Leaned against the door. "Proton! Can you hear me! Can you open the door from in there!"

 

[Dark Nemesis]

-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

The guard starts to follow James, though shortly before he got on the elevator, the guard places his hand to his earpiece, listening to something being said. As the elevator doors began to close, James saw the guard push open the door to the stairwell and disappear through it.

The trip to the fifth floor is a quick one, as there are not many visitors in the hospital at this time of day. As James emerged from the elevator, he notices nothing amiss at first. This particular unit is devoted solely to patients who were comatose, so the atmosphere was already quiet. There was no one at the nurse’s desk that James could see. It was only when he got to Amelia’s room that he noticed something was very wrong. The bed was empty, though someone had taken the top sheet and blanket. Propped against one wall, James would recognize one of the nurses. She was been an elderly woman, who had treated the patients very kindly. Her eyes stared blankly at him with an expression of mixed surprise and horror, and her forehead was marred with a single hole. Blood trickled down her face, staining her nurse’s uniform.



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

“Of course you won’t,” the young man said in a condescending voice. “I have tired of this game.” Dark blue flames exploded around him and he unceremoniously dropped the child. He took off, going through the ceiling of the train car. Black Star could hear the sound of gunshots outside.



-Marcus Stevens
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Well, that is an impossibility, because I have been here for the last…” Shannon paused, and checked her watch, “…twenty minutes. As for what’s going on, some rude individual hit me over the head and locked me in here.” She reached up and brushed her bangs aside, revealing a rather painful-looking bump on her forehead. When Proton looked, he would see that she did not have a name badge.



-Watching Cloud Rice
Madison, Wisconsin
Aug. 2, 2003

As Cloud watched, her mother paused in her work, thinking. “Honey,” she said at last. “That is a question for your father to answer. He could tell you better than I could.” She sighed, and began placing food into the refrigerator. “He is probably going to work from his study tomorrow. Perhaps then would be a good time to talk with him about it.”



-Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Tank started to answer, but his words we cut off by a loud clanging noise. It was coming from the same door that they had heard the shouting behind, just a few seconds before.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

“Dude!” Tank said by way of warning, but Jonn saw what he was trying to direct his attention to. The door down the hall was beginning to bulge outward in places, as if it was being hit hard.

 

[Calinon]

"Let's get you back to your mother, little one," Black Star says, picking up the child and making sure she wasn't hurt. She let her created wall drop, feeling a little queesy at having pushed her powers so much. She kept the field about the girl so her mother might realize she had not recklessly endangered the child. With an attempted reassuring smile, she returns the girl to her mother.

"Everyone, please, hurry outside and to the safety of the police officers outside," she says calmly, leading the way to make sure the man with the strange amulet wasn't lying in wait or in a position to endanger the hostages. She'll only follow and try to stop him if he remains in the area after the hostages are to safety.

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 4/5

-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

The guard starts to follow James, though shortly before he got on the elevator, the guard places his hand to his earpiece, listening to something being said. As the elevator doors began to close, James saw the guard push open the door to the stairwell and disappear through it.

The trip to the fifth floor is a quick one, as there are not many visitors in the hospital at this time of day. As James emerged from the elevator, he notices nothing amiss at first. This particular unit is devoted solely to patients who were comatose, so the atmosphere was already quiet. There was no one at the nurse’s desk that James could see. It was only when he got to Amelia’s room that he noticed something was very wrong. The bed was empty, though someone had taken the top sheet and blanket. Propped against one wall, James would recognize one of the nurses. She was been an elderly woman, who had treated the patients very kindly. Her eyes stared blankly at him with an expression of mixed surprise and horror, and her forehead was marred with a single hole. Blood trickled down her face, staining her nurse’s uniform.

For one moment, James' mind went utterly and totally blank. Then he snarled, deep in his throat.

"No. You're not going to get away with this. I'm going to find you, and rip you apart with my bare hands!"

James moved over to the unfortunate nurse and touched her skin.
If she's still warm, this didn't happen long ago; if she's cold..well, so's the trail. Either way, what do I do now?! Wait..if they're killing people, they couldn't just take her out the front door. Maybe...the stairs? So, that guard..did he know something?

James bolted for the stairwell, looking up and down to see if he could spot the security guard or anyone else on the stairs. His mind raced, trying to remember if there was a helipad on the roof of the hospital..and whether there was an underground car park the stairs could go to. James hesitated on the stairs, torn between up and down, trying to force back the all-consuming rage and guilt long enough to think logically. They're got to have taken her out somehow, and I overheard that conversation not long ago. They may still be here!

 

[Rybaer]

As Cloud watched, her mother paused in her work, thinking. “Honey,” she said at last. “That is a question for your father to answer. He could tell you better than I could.” She sighed, and began placing food into the refrigerator. “He is probably going to work from his study tomorrow. Perhaps then would be a good time to talk with him about it.”

I wonder if she even knows, Cloud thinks to herself, finding it all somewhat odd.

"Okay," she says, "maybe I will."

Cloud helps her mother finish the cleaning and then excuses herself to go up to her room. She snags a Coke from the fridge on the way.

She closes the bedroom door behind her and powers up the computer on her cluttered desk. She had planned to do some more searching on the Academy, but on a whim she decides to do another internet search first. She brings up Google and types in "Gregory Hansen".

Probably a bit too common of a name, but you never know until you try.

She scrolls through the search results, looking for anything that might seem relevant. If unsuccessful, she'll try adding the name of her father's company to the search and possibly even Greenwood Academy.

 

[Keia]

Marcus Stevens (Proton) HPs: 5/5, Unhurt

University of Pittsburgh
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Well, that is an impossibility, because I have been here for the last…” Shannon paused, and checked her watch, “…twenty minutes. As for what’s going on, some rude individual hit me over the head and locked me in here.”

"I suppose that whoever did that stole your id badge as well, huh?" Marcus asked. "Stay here, I'll be back for you . . . " Marcus paused for a moment thinking, the continued, "Do you know what could be in here that's caused the lockdown?"

After hearing the reply, Marcus stepped back through the wall to inform Tank and Rumble of what he found out.