Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

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

Marcus moved to the others and looked down the hole.

"Wow, I didn't think that hole was that big," Marcus stated. He looked to Ms. Steele and asked, "Do you want me to go get him?"

Marcus tried not paying attention to his side, which was hurting more and more.
 

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

Cloud began to look into windows at random. Looking through one window on the second floor reveals an empty classroom. Another window reveals a large computer lab. One particularly large window on the ground floor looked into a richly appointed day room.

The keep appeared to be just as deserted as the grounds, and she was just about to move on to one of the brick buildings when she happened to glance in one window on the third floor. This room held a large table, and it appeared there was some sort of meeting going on. Standing at the front of the room was a short man who appeared to be addressing the group. He had thinning black hair and thick wire-rimmed glasses, and was dressed in a tweed jacket and brown pair of pants. There were four people sitting at the table: a stern-looking black-haired woman; a wiry-looking older man with red hair that stuck out in all directions; the man Cloud recognized as Christopher Bell; and an individual who with violet skin and purple hair. From where she floated, Cloud could not tell if the latter was male or female.
 

Cloud glances at the group for a moment, but doesn't linger at the window for long. In spite of being invisible, she feels a bit uncomfortable at the thought of spying or eavesdropping.

Interesting. At least I know there are people here, she thinks. Looks like a staff meeting of some sort.

She will continue on with a quick peek through the windows of the closest brick building.
 

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

James’ foot impacted against the metal hinge of the door, with a dull thud. Though he could see where he had damaged it, the door remained attached to the rest of the vehicle. Deciding to go with Plan B, he opens the door of the ambulance and rushes toward Deadshot.

Deadshot smiled wryly as James emerged from the ambulance, and fired twice at him. James could hear the first bullet as it sped past his ear. The second bullet hit him in the thigh.

(OOC: James spent a half action trying to break the ambulance door, and another half action to move toward Deadshot. He took 1 L in the process.)



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

For a moment, Hoshiko’s mother appeared torn. Her expression was one of anger and frustration, but her eyes quickly filled with tears. The tears were a surprise; Mai-san was known to yell, but Hoshiko had never seen her cry before. “Go get changed,” she said in a defeated voice, before quickly turning and retreating into the next.



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

None of the people in the meeting room look up as Cloud continues on.

The first brick building that Cloud inspects turns out to be a dormitory. Each dorm appeared to be composed of two rooms: a bedroom with two single beds and two dressers, and a living area with two desks and some chairs. The other brick building was set up exactly as the first.



-Marcus Stevens
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Shannon stepped forward and looked down at the fallen foe. “I do not think he will be going anywhere,” she said at last, glancing back up at Marcus. Then, her eyes fell upon the wound at his side. “My word!” Carefully making her way around the hole, she bent and looked closely at his wound, without actually touching him. “You should have that looked at.”

From a few feet away, a faint beeping could be heard coming from the door that Marcus, Jonn and Robbie had come in through. A moment later, the door opened, revealing two men. The first one was a short man with long, disheveled blonde hair. His clothes looked as if he had slept in them. The second man was impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, with his brown hair neatly combed and a pair of wire-rimmed glasses perched upon his nose.

Both men stopped upon seeing the disaster area that the hallway had become.

“What is going on here?” the man in the lab coat demanded in a high-pitched voice. “Ms. Steele! Explain this at once!” The other individual merely adjusted his glasses, looking curiously at Marcus, Robbie and Jonn.
 

James Dunbar, HP 1/5, Status: 0S, 1L, Regenerating [Round 1]

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

James’ foot impacted against the metal hinge of the door, with a dull thud. Though he could see where he had damaged it, the door remained attached to the rest of the vehicle. Deciding to go with Plan B, he opens the door of the ambulance and rushes toward Deadshot.

Deadshot smiled wryly as James emerged from the ambulance, and fired twice at him. James could hear the first bullet as it sped past his ear. The second bullet hit him in the thigh.

(OOC: James spent a half action trying to break the ambulance door, and another half action to move toward Deadshot. He took 1 L in the process.)

James didn't speak as he charged the assassin, the rage on his face words enough. He swung a vicious downwards chop with his hand, aiming to impact the barrel of one of Deadshot's pistols, and then kicked up swiftly with a similar aim.


[Free action]: Dodge vs. Deadshot
[Free action]: Sustain Super-Dexterity
[HP use]: Boost Super-Dexterity by +2, bringing it to +10 total
[Full action]: Rapid Strike Deadshot's pistols, using All-Out Attack for 4, negating Dodge and the extra 2 points of Super-Dexterity. Attacks at +15/+15, +12L. Defense 31, Damage and Reflex saves +17.

James'll attack a random one of the pistols, and will keep attacking the same pistol until it's destroyed or unusable, at which point he'll target the second one.
 

Proton said:
Marcus moved to the others and looked down the hole.
"Wow, I didn't think that hole was that big," Marcus stated. He looked to Ms. Steele and asked, "Do you want me to go get him?"

"Nah, let him lie for now. That kid caused plenty of trouble, we can leave him for a minute."

Jonn moved over to check on Tank. "You okay man? I had to fight a little dirty to get that kid out of you. Sorry about that." He placed a hand on the back of Robbie's shoulder. He looked op quickly as the two men entered the room and started talking to Shannon. That was the first time he had noticed how badly Proton had been hurt.

We got ourselves thrashed! I hope we all make it out of here in one piece.

Then he membered his interview upstairs!
 

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

Rumble said:
"Nah, let him lie for now. That kid caused plenty of trouble, we can leave him for a minute."

"Works fer me," Marcus replied. He turned as the two figures approached out of the elevator. Marcus kept his head down and stayed out of the conversation. Instead, he moved to the doorway where the three assailants had arrived from and peered inside.
 

"Looks nice enough," Watching Cloud thinks to herself as she flies up and away from the dormitories. "Awfully quiet, but I suppose it'll be more active once the school year starts."

She does another loop around the property, looking at the gardens. If anything catches her eye, she'll take a closer look.

Otherwise...

Watching Cloud closes her eyes and drops out of the Dreamwalk, enduring the brief disorientation associated with her soul returning to her physical body. She'll dust herself off and sneak back out of the attic.
 

Hoshiko goes and changes as her mother said to, into some comfortable jeans and a shirt. Shoving the events of today out of her mind, she grabs the papers about the school and takes them down to the dinner table for her parents.

OOC: A few days down seems a lot longer than it was don't it? :)
 

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

Deadshot tsked as James closed the distance and attacked. Perhaps it was his blind rage, or perhaps Deadshot was able to move out of the way; either way, both of James’ attacks missed the guns. Then, Deadshot took a step back, aimed, and shot four times. The first three shots hit, in the stomach, the arm and the hand. Again, pain tore through James, affecting his concentration.

(James took 3 L, and is stunned for the next round.)




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

“Er…” Shannon flushed, and began trying to explain the events that had just occurred. “I was finishing some modifications on the XR project when someone struck me with a blunt object. I awoke from unconsciousness, and was in the process of calling my gauntlets when these fellows arrived to help. We had just managed to… ah… open the door when Red Hawk and his associates emerged in the hallway.”

“Hmph. I knew that man was a menace,” the blond scientist glared down at Red Hawk’s unconscious form. From where he was standing, Jonn noticed that his namebadge read ‘Dr. Thomas Harlin’.

“No problem, man. Just glad it worked,” Robbie said with a grin. “Man, this place is trashed!”

The room appeared to be an office. There were four desks set up against the walls, and a number of tables. The place was in shambles; the floor was littered with papers, rocks of varying color, broken glass, bits of machinery. It looked as if it had been ransacked.

Then, Dr. Harlin turned his attentions on to the other three. “Thank you for helping to capture Red Hawk. But who are you? And how did you gain access to this facility?”



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

The gardens were huge, and obviously carefully maintained. As she flew over the gardens, she noticed one other person. Whomever it was knelt over one of the flowerbeds, perhaps pulling weeds. It was difficult to tell the gender of the person from Cloud’s height, and a wide brimmed hat covered their features.



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

As Hoshiko emerges from her room, she finds her father in the living room. His attention is divided between his laptop computer and the television, which is covering the train hijacking. She can hear her mother in the kitchen, putting dinner together. From the way she was slamming cupboards closed, it was clear that her mood had not lightened from their previous altercation.


OOC :(Yes, yes it was....)
 

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