-Watching Cloud Rice
Madison, Wisconsin
Aug. 3, 2003
The Raven fluffs his feathers as Cloud speaks, before replying, “Clearly, child, you have much to learn.”
“As for the spirits of this land, they are a tricky bunch, nothing like the spirits you have heard in your grandfather’s stories. They seek to create mischief, but sometimes end up doing great harm. Someone as young and inexperienced as yourself would do well to leave alone any spirit you might find in these lands.”
-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan
It takes an hour for Black Star to return to her human form; there are people milling about everywhere, particularly members of the press. Upon hearing that the hero from this afternoon was somewhere in the train station, it seemed that every one was looking for her.
Still, she is able to return to her belongings and transform, before catching a train for an uneventful journey home.
-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003
“What makes you think I was aiming at you?” Deadshot asked with a small smile upon his face. As James moves to attack him, he takes a step back, easily avoiding both blows. “Speaking of amateurs…”
Deadshot snapped off four more rounds. Two more missed James by a mile. Out of the corner of his eye, James sees one of the police officers crumble to the ground. The other two shots hit him: one in the arm, the other just below the knee. “Kidnapping? Oh, I wasn’t going to take your sister anywhere, I just wanted to get your attention.”
(OOC: James heals 1L, but takes 2L more. He is at a –2 to all damage saves, and is stunned for the next round.)
Marcus Stevens & Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003
Tank’s only response to Rumble was to move forward and take another swing at him. Rumble is able to jump out of the way; it seemed like Tank was moving a bit sluggishly. “Hold still, you little creep, so I can pound you,” Tank growled, in a voice that was not his own.
The clump of dirt flies up off of the green-haired kid’s still form, and hits Tank squarely in the stomach. It looks like it hurt, though Tank appears to shake it off.
Once both gauntlets were attached, Shannon steps out into the hallway; the green glow that had formerly surrounded the gauntlets now encompassed her entire body. She pointed at the guy in the red armor. “Hey Red Hawk! Catch!” A bolt of energy shot from the gauntlet, but missed their target. “Hmm… I suppose they need more calibration…”
Both of Proton’s attacks hit solidly, leaving dents in Red Hawk’s armor. He stumbled back a step, before raising the laser cannon and firing on Proton twice. Both shots hit; they hurt terribly, but worse yet, they left singed holes in his clothing. Somehow, the pain does not distract him from the fight.
(Proton has taken 2L. He made both of his damage saves; he is at –2 for damage saves, but can act normally.)
