Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 0/5, Status: 0S, 3L, Regenerating [round 2]

-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.)

James flinched as the bullets struck him. 'Ow! Damn! OW! OK, this obviously isn't working. That guy's shot me - what, 7 or 8 times - and I haven't landed a blow. I'm way out of my league here. Time for a new plan; Amelia's safety's far more important than taking down this psycho.'

With an effort of will, James threw off the after-effects of the wounds (OOC: Last Hero Point to remove Stunned condition) and seemed about to attack Deadshot again. But as the kidnapper tensed for his assault, James suddenly darted away and dived back into the ambulance!

OOC: I'm not sure how this pans out in combat rounds, but here's James's plan. He's going to try and get back into the ambulance, pick up Amelia and run away as quickly as he can. He's not got any plan as to where he's going, save that he wants to shake Deadshot, avoid any cops, and then think of what to do next. He's going to keep declaring Dodge against Deadshot and doing his best to avoid the assassin's attacks. Amelia's safety is his top priority, and he's going to ignore any threats or taunts from Deadshot in favour of running away some more.

 

[Rybaer]

Watching Cloud's curiousity perks up at the sight of someone working in the gardens. Maintaining her invisibility, she floats back down to ground level and slowly approaches to get a better look at the person.

 

[Calinon]

"Hello, father," Hoshiko says to her father, hands full of the papers given to her at her meeting. "Do you want to see the information on the school? I'd show mother, but," she says as a particularly loud crash echoes from the kitchen. "I don't think she's in a mood to look at it."

 

[Nuke261]

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

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?”

Jonn was a little embarrassed at the destruction they had caused. He was taking it all in from a fresh perspective when he heard one of the men ask a question.

"Oh, uh, well we were just passing by when we heard the commotion and thought we could lend a hand." He looked nervously at the other two, not sure what their reaction would be. "Right, guys?"

 

[Keia]

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

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

"Oh, uh, well we were just passing by when we heard the commotion and thought we could lend a hand." He looked nervously at the other two, not sure what their reaction would be. "Right, guys?"

"That's right," Marcus replied. "Plus, we were headed to a meeting upstairs . . . which I think we may be a few minutes late for."

 

[Dark Nemesis]

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

James feinted, before darting toward the ambulance. Not a single shot rang out as he jumped into the back of the wagon, scooped up Amelia, and jumped out of the ambulance once more. As he ran, he caught a brief glimpse of Deadshot; he simply stood there and watched as James escaped.

James made his way along the back of the hospital, unsure of how long he ran before he finally paused. There was no sign of Deadshot behind him. Now, he was faced with a new problem: where was he going to go?



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

Invisible, Cloud approaches the person who crouched near the flower gardens. As she drew nearer, she saw that the person appeared to be a human female However, her skin was pale green in color, and her hair was a darker shade of green. As Cloud watched, the woman sang quietly to herself as she held her hands over the ground. Before her eyes, violets sprouted and bloomed beneath the woman’s hand.

Once the plant had reached maturity, the woman stopped singing. She was silent for a moment, before saying at last, “Classes do not begin for another couple of weeks. You are very early.”



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

Her father flinched as another loud crash echoed from the kitchen. “She is… in an unusual mood,” he said at last, reaching out to take the papers. He was silent for several minutes as he looked over the paperwork. “This school appears very nice. But I notice there are passport forms. Just where is this place?”



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

“Three minutes late, to be precise,” the brown haired gentleman spoke up at last. “However, I think we can overlook your tardiness, considering the circumstances. Come, let us allow Dr. Harlin to begin the task of cleaning up. Proper introductions can be made upstairs in my office.” As he turned to leave, the building groaned ominously. He paused, and glanced upward, before adding, “Though perhaps it would be wise to meet in one of the downstairs classrooms instead. Someplace near a main exit.”

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 0/5, Status: Uninjured?

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

James feinted, before darting toward the ambulance. Not a single shot rang out as he jumped into the back of the wagon, scooped up Amelia, and jumped out of the ambulance once more. As he ran, he caught a brief glimpse of Deadshot; he simply stood there and watched as James escaped.

James made his way along the back of the hospital, unsure of how long he ran before he finally paused. There was no sign of Deadshot behind him. Now, he was faced with a new problem: where was he going to go?

'What the hell?! He's *letting* me go? What's this guy up to?!'

James limped into an alley and crouched behind some debris as he waited for his body to push out the bullets still lodged in him. Then he checked himself and Amelia over for any kind of device Deadshot might have planted on either of them, some way he might be able to locate them. Finally, James checked over all the information he'd acquired that morning, looking for a phone number for Mr Bell. 'Bell says I helped a friend of his out one time, and he's sympathetic to metahumans. Maybe I can get his help getting Amelia into a different hospital; looks like I won't be able to do it on my own without answering a lot of awkward questions. Dammit! If I see that gunman again I'm going to wipe that smirk off his face..'

 

[Rybaer]

Cloud is startled that the woman can see her in her astral body, but is quickly put at ease by her demeanor.

"Pardon me if I am intruding," Cloud projects telepathically. "Only yesterday did I learn about this school, and my curiosity got the better of me.

"What you did with that flower...I've never seen anything like it. It's beautiful. Are you an instructor here?"

 

[Keia]

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

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Though perhaps it would be wise to meet in one of the downstairs classrooms instead. Someplace near a main exit.”

"Yeah, downstairs, main entrance sounds good," Marcus replied. Marcus shifted his size to normal, then turned in the direction of the door. He limped slightly as he walked down to the hall, favoring the side that Red Hawk incinerated with his attack.

 

[Nuke261]

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

"Oooh, yeah. Sorry about being late, we just couldn't ignore what was going on here." Jonn was tempted to say something about feeling a need to help but looking around the room he wasn't sure how much help they really were.

"Sure, downstairs then." He fished his tie out of his pocket and looked at it before shoving it back in. His outfit was a mess. The tie would be a wasted effort at this point.