Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

[Calinon]

-Mai Hoshiko

Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

The child regarded Hoshiko with wide brown eyes. “Very lucky,” she agreed at last. Then, her eyes lit up upon hearing mention of the flying woman, and she put her hands out as if she too were flying. “The flying woman! She stopped the badguy! Did you get to meet her, Mai-san?”

"No, I'm afraid not, little one," Hoshiko says. "I was a long way from all the excitement, stranded at the train station. Now, isn't it getting close to you supper time?" she asks. And mine, she thinks to herself, not really looking forward to the probable lecture from her parents.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

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

Daylight seems unusually bright as James opens his eyes and looks around. He sees Deadshot almost immediately; he is standing over one of the fallen guards, both of his weapons aimed downward. Deadshot makes no indication that he notices that James is awake, though when James started to move toward the ambulance, he looks up. “You don’t know when to stay down,” Deadshot said with a trace of a smile on his lips, though not emotion ever touched his eyes.



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

Slowly, Cloud circled the castle, looking for anything of interest. The castle itself stood upon a hill, and the verdant forest that surrounded it seemed to press up against the castle’s outer wall. Past the wall, a manicured lawn and well-tended garden extended about fifty feet, surrounding the keep. The castle itself was made up of four buildings; the keep, to newer brick buildings, and a small wooden building that stood near the gate.

As Cloud takes a look around, she noticed that no one could be seen on the castle grounds. It appears the place is completely deserted.



-Marcus Stevens & Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

The green haired kid lay curled in a ball near the door that the trio had emerged from. Red Hawk, too, lie in a heap, and neither stirred as Proton checked them.

Rumble positioned himself behind the hole that he had created, and tried to lure Tank toward him. However, halfway there Tank paused, standing perfectly still. A moment later, the goth kid stepped out of Tank as easily as one would step through a doorway. Tank stumbled a bit, disoriented.

Quickly, the goth kid looked around, sizing up the situation. After giving both Rumble and Shannon an appraising look, he moves once more, making his way toward them.



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

“Not yet! Poppa has not gotten home yet!” Yori explained. “Momma says he should be home soon, and then we’ll eat.”

From her vantage point, Hoshiko could see her front door open and her mother step outside. She looked around for a moment, and then upon seeing Hoshiko, she gives her a look that could be read even at a distance. It was a look that told her that she had best be getting home!

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 2/5, Status: Uninjured

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

Daylight seems unusually bright as James opens his eyes and looks around. He sees Deadshot almost immediately; he is standing over one of the fallen guards, both of his weapons aimed downward. Deadshot makes no indication that he notices that James is awake, though when James started to move toward the ambulance, he looks up. “You don’t know when to stay down,” Deadshot said with a trace of a smile on his lips, though not emotion ever touched his eyes.

James didn't reply to the assassin as he completed his movement, reaching the back doors of the ambulance. James quickly swung himself into the ambulance and kicked the doors shut behind him, glancing around the interior to see if there was anyone inside while at the same time snatching up sharp objects and a blanket. James glanced over to see if you could get into the front of the ambulance from the back as well, weighing the advantages of flight over tangling with the marksman outside once more. Meanwhile, he kept his ears pricked, trying to hear Deadshot moving.

(OOC: James is looking for sharp objects like scalpels, etc to use with his Throwing Mastery feat, and a blanket for some kind of impromtu Obscure attack.)

 

[Keia]

Marcus Stevens (Proton) HPs: 5/5, 2 Lethal hits

Marcus was satisfied that the two near him were down, he turned down the hallway. 'The goth kid is back up? Where did he disappear to?' Marcus thought. He closed the distance to Rumble, Tank and Ms. Steele, and fired a shot at the kid.

"Hold it right there, buddy," Proton called out as magnetic burst of energy flew from his hand toward the kid.

OOC: Move 20' toward the others, fire Energy Blast at goth +13 to hit. Dodge to all (way too paranoid). Defense is 28 = 23 base + 1 dodge + 4 size and 10 ranks of Protection.

 

[Rybaer]

Cloud is a little surprised at the lack of people on the Academy grounds. Even if the students are away for the summer, she'd have at least expected to see some groundskeepers or someone.

She flies in closer and decides to peer through a few windows. She will not actually enter the building, however. That smacks just a bit too close to trespassing at the moment for her tastes.

 

[Nuke261]

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Rumble watched in disbelief as the goth kid appeared out of Tank.

He dropped the rocks from Tanks head. Everything was happening so fast, he had to really try not to panic! He took one step back and planted his feet. He braced himself and used his power to send the rocks to the back of the goth kid's head.

 

[Calinon]

Oh boy, here we go, Hoshiko thinks to herself. "I've got to go, Yori. Looks like my supper is ready," she says with a smile and wave to the child, heading into her house for the lecture that is likely to come. She was well familiar with it, but it didn't make it any more enjoyable.

Stepping inside, she tries to head it off at the pass. "I got accepted to the school!" she says cheerfully to her mother as she steps past her into the house.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

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

The doors slam shut behind James, and he finds himself in the cramped wagon of the ambulance. Amelia is there, lying upon a gurney. She looks small, helpless, and very pale, though the latter may be an illusion cast by the white sheet that is covering most of her body. She is so still that for a moment, it appears that she is dead. However, after watching for a few seconds, James is able to see her chest gently rising and falling with each breath.

There are a number of drawers set into the sides of the ambulance, but nothing sharp is lying around on any of the surfaces. There is a door that leads to the cab, but it is shut. James does not see any of the medics that may have worked in the ambulance, but a pool of blood on the floor provides an indication of what happened to them.

James cannot hear any sounds of movement, but he does hear Deadshot call out in a long-suffering voice: “I wasn’t planning on harming Amelia, but if you do not come out here in ten seconds, I will be coming in after you. I would hate to think that your dear sister got caught by a stray bullet just because you had an attack of cowardice.”



-Marcus Stevens & Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

The blast of magnetic energy from Proton misses the goth kid entirely, however he is hit both by Rumble’s attack and an energy blast from Shannon’s gauntlets. He stumbled, before tumbling down the hole in the floor that Rumble had created a few minutes ago.

Tank stumbled a bit, before sinking down onto a pile of debris that Rumble had left behind. “Man,” he muttered, holding his head in his hands. “What happened?”



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

Hoshiko managed to make it into the hallway. Her mother shut the door behind her, and moved to stand in front of her as Hoshiko was taking her shoes off. “Hoshiko-chan! Why did you not call? That mess in the train station went on for five hours, and not a word from you! I was worried sick! Where were you? Why did you not call?”

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 2/5, Status: Uninjured

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

The doors slam shut behind James, and he finds himself in the cramped wagon of the ambulance. Amelia is there, lying upon a gurney. She looks small, helpless, and very pale, though the latter may be an illusion cast by the white sheet that is covering most of her body. She is so still that for a moment, it appears that she is dead. However, after watching for a few seconds, James is able to see her chest gently rising and falling with each breath.

There are a number of drawers set into the sides of the ambulance, but nothing sharp is lying around on any of the surfaces. There is a door that leads to the cab, but it is shut. James does not see any of the medics that may have worked in the ambulance, but a pool of blood on the floor provides an indication of what happened to them.

James cannot hear any sounds of movement, but he does hear Deadshot call out in a long-suffering voice: “I wasn’t planning on harming Amelia, but if you do not come out here in ten seconds, I will be coming in after you. I would hate to think that your dear sister got caught by a stray bullet just because you had an attack of cowardice.”

For a moment, James just stands there, looking at his sister with sorrow and guilt. Then his mask of anger and unpleasantness returns. 'You threaten me, that's fine. I just kick your ass. You threaten her, and you'll be lucky to leave here with bones intact.' James takes a few deep breaths, his expression grim, and turns, putting a hand on the handle of the doors. Suddenly, he kicks out at the hinges of the door, trying to break the door free from the rest of the ambulance.

If he succeeds in this:
James glances at where Deadshot is as the door breaks, grabs the edge of the door with his other hand (the one not holding the handle) and races from the ambulance at the assassin, holding the door in front of him as some kind of impromptu shield. [HP to help James lift the door, if necessary] IOnce James is within striking distance of Deadshot, he lets the 'shield' fall and attacks swiftly, targeting the weapon the gunman clenches in his right hand!

(OOC: Think that's a couple of rounds of actions there.
First round:
[Free action]: Sustain Super-Dex
[Free action]: Declare Dodge vs Deadshot
[Half action]: Aquire makeshift shield
[Half action]: Move towards Deadshot with 'shield' hopefully blunting the impact of his bullets.

Second round:
[Free action]: Super-Dex
[Free action]: Dodge vs Deadshot

Either 1) [Half action]: Continue to move towards Deadshot, if James is not yet within arms reach and then [Half action]: Attack one gun at +13, +12L;

or 2) [Full action]: All-Out Attack for 2, negating Dodge, and Rapid Strike, attacking the guns at +13, +12L. I don't care which gun is attacked, and I'll keep attacking the same gun until I destroy it.

If James fails to get the door or it's too heavy/unwieldy, he'll just race towards Deadshot Fighting Defensively and try not to get shot, then follow that up with the plans for breaking guns above.

 

[Calinon]

Hoshiko looked around, making sure nobody unexpected was around. "If you saw any of it on the news, you knew I wasn't hurt, mother," she says quietly. "I had to help the people on the train, and had to catch that boy that hurt those people. I guess in all the excitement, I forgot to phone," she says with a slight quiver in her voice.

"And before you say it, I know it was dangerous and I know you don't approve of me using my powers," she says, remembering the far too many arguments she and her mother had over just this subject before. Combined with what she saw and dealt with today, she struggled to keep crying tears she didn't know were there a short time ago. "And I saw a good man die and I couldn't do anything to help him," she says, wiping at her eyes briefly. "And turn in a boy that I don't think knew what he was doing," she adds, blinking at the tears she'd only cry in front of her mother. "And I don't want to fight with you about it again today."

She kicked her shoes onto the throw rug. "I need to change clothes," she said, wiping at her eyes again with her sleeve and picking up her pack to go to her room.