Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

Marcus Stevens (Proton) HPs: 5/5

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Dark Nemesis said:
“A glowing green pair of floating green gauntlets? Ah….” She glanced at Proton a moment, before looking away. “It is possible. Where did you see these gauntlets?”

"Just outside the door, in the hall," Proton said, rather annoyed. "Lady, we're trying to save people trapped in the building from whatever broke out. Are you helping or not?"
 

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Cloud gives her father a goofy grin.

"Trends in adolescent population, eh? Let me guess. You're studying teen pregnancy rates and Mr. Hansen is from one of those condom companies? Am I close?"

She hopes that by putting him at ease with some humor she might be able to get him to open up a bit more.
 

Black Star pushes her powers again, lashing out with a stunning blast at the man's back, ready to try to entrap him in a net of energy if he should plumet earthward.

Energy blast +9S (Extra effort for +2, HP to counter fatigue). Hopefully a blind man doesn't dodge well. :) If by some odd twist of fate I manage to render him unconscious, or unable to fly, I'll try to snare him with my next action to arrest his fall and capture him.
 

James Dunbar, HP 4/5

Dark Nemesis said:
-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

The security guard gave James a look of annoyance, and stood up to his full height. “The cops have had training in dealing with armed individuals too. Look, thanks for telling me about the two nurses upstairs, but the last thing we need is more civilian casualties. Now, come with me, please,” With that, the guard began to descend the flight of stairs.

Angrily, James stuck out, smashing a sizeable hole in the wall with his fist. (On an average stone wall, James gets 4 pts past it's hardness)

"Does that look like the work of a 'civilian' to you? Now look, I am not having a good day. Don't piss me off any more than I already am. Just tell me, right now, where the armed guy is. Then I can go, break his arm, dislodge a few of his teeth and get rid of his gun, and everyone's happy. If you want to continue being an idiot, then I am going to start getting angry. Someone has taken my sister from upstairs, killing the nurses that were watching her. This someone has an appointment with my boot. The chance of there being two people running around here with guns is slim. Now, I'll make this simple. Tell. Me. Where. He. Is."

James ground out the last words, just barely keeping his temper in check. He glared at the guard from behind his shades, his frustration with the man mounting. The slight stabbing pains behind his eyes, a reminder that he'd been holding onto his state of enhanced combat readiness for some time now, weren't helping his disposition.

(OOC: If the guard continues to be unhelpful, James will move over to him and take his radio. If the guard tries to stop him, he'll hit him at +13, +2S. (i.e., no Strike.) Basically, he wants information..and if the guard won't help, hopefully his radio will.)
 

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Rumble could feel the earth below him ready to explode as soon as he triggered it. This power is amazing! He was not sure how easy it would be to make the earth plow through several floors of the building. He really didn't want to destroy a college building unless he had to, so he kept the earth at a simmer. Instead he moved slowly around the gauntlet like a boxer sizing up hi opponent.

"Great, we know they're fast but we don't know what they want. Or even what they are!"
 

Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Jonn holds his powers at the ready, watching as the gauntlet moves toward him. As it gets within five feet of him, it pauses and waves. Then, it continues past him, before pausing beside the other gauntlet, in front of the metal door that Proton had vanished into.

The first gauntlet formed a fist, before slamming into the metal door, making a loud clanging noise.

“Man, this is just weird…” Tank muttered.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jonn noticed movement from the doorway that the gauntlets had come from. Turning to look, he saw a blonde guy looking through the hole the gauntlets had made.



Marcus Stevens
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Just outside?” She glanced at her watch, before nodding thoughtfully. Her green eyes narrowed at his next words though. “Why sure, I would love to help.. Give me approximately thirty seconds.”

CLANG! Something impacted the other side of the door.


-Watching Cloud Rice
Madison, Wisconsin
Aug. 3, 2003

Mr. Rice laughed at her words. “Nothing quite like that, princess.” He picked up his coffee mug and took a sip, before grimacing. “It’s cold.” Then, he looked back up at her. “Really, princess, there’s not much I can tell you about this project. Just a lot of boring facts and figures.”



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

The attack hits the boy squarely in the back. Without a word, he begins to plummet to the ground.



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

It takes a bit more effort than James would have thought, but he is able to punch a hole in the stone wall. The color drained from the guard’s face as he gives him a wide0eyed look. “Ground floor. The human resources entrance.”
 

Cloud hops up off the desk, figuring that she won't be able to get any more out of her father.

"How 'bout I just assume you're working on some super secret project and working for the census is just your cover," she says, giving him an exaggerated wink. "Our little secret." On a whim, she studies his face for reaction.

She pauses at the door before leaving the room.

"Say, do you think you'll be able to get a day or two off to go to that open house with me? I'm still not sure exactly what the dates or travel arrangements will be, but I can't imagine it'll be for more than a couple days."
 

James Dunbar, HP 4/5

Dark Nemesis said:
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

It takes a bit more effort than James would have thought, but he is able to punch a hole in the stone wall. The color drained from the guard’s face as he gives him a wide0eyed look. “Ground floor. The human resources entrance.”

"Thank you ever so much." says James, his tone sweetly sarcastic. Then he moves past the guard, continuing his speedy descent down the stairs to the ground floor, headed for the human resources entrance. 'That delay may cost me. Goddamn rent-a-cops!'

(OOC: James'll try and get to near where the armed person is, moving quietly once he gets close, and will try to find somewhere where he can see the person in question without being observed so that he can assess the situation rather than blindly charging in. He'll similarly try to avoid other hospital guards, etc. that may ask awkward questions. James has Hide +16, Move Silently +16.)
 
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Marcus Stevens (Proton) HPs: 5/5, Unhurt

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Shannon Steele said:
“Just outside?” She glanced at her watch, before nodding thoughtfully. Her green eyes narrowed at his next words though. “Why sure, I would love to help.. Give me approximately thirty seconds.”

Marcus was becoming more and more confused by this woman. 'Thirty seconds ?!? I need information. People could be getting hurt out there,' he thought. 'I should just screw this and get out of here.'

"Whatever, lady. You could of just said ya didn't know anything," Marcus replied. "I'll do my best to stop those gauntlets from hurting anyone."

Marcus phased back through the door, and increased his density to fight the . . . glowing green gauntlet of doom? Simultaneously he shrank to his small almost one foot height. Then it was time to take a swing at the gauntlet.

OOC: 5' adjust. Change density, Attack Gauntlet (+15 to hit: +8 Base +5 Strength +2 Size; +15 S damage).
 

If by some odd twist of fate I manage to render him unconscious, or unable to fly, I'll try to snare him with my next action to arrest his fall and capture him.

OOC: Still doing that :) Oh, and yanking off his dang medallion while I'm doing so would be a grand plan!
 

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