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Mutants & Masterminds: Generation Legacy Issue#1

James watches the pretty redhead walk off with Jimmy, thinking what a jerk and then looks back at John "Man I am still hungry, never got to finish my gazelle burger. I'm hitting the cafeteria to see what they have. Boy that redhead is pretty, what's her name? You know that Jun Min is so cool, and she's like a really powerful mind powers too, she like took out all those armored goons... I wondering if she reads minds to..." he trails off, wondering if she can read his mind... Then James face turns really red... Oh man I hope she can't!!! he thinks
 

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John looks at James, "Her name is Sarah. I can't believe someone that nice is with that jerk Jimmy Li. Whatever. Lets get something to eat."
John starts off towards the cafeteria.
 

Thain said:
"An' if yae don't mind my asking," Oliva greeted the new girl with a smile, her English accent not quite as heavy as Kiyana's russsian, "How did yae get up intae the rafters?"

"My name .. well the one I chose is Cassandra." she says as she drops from the rafters and alights softly on a mat. "I don't know much beyond that last 2 weeks.. it's been kind of a blur actually, but I am assured that I will be attending the school to be fully tested and taught the use of my abilitys..." holds out a hand. "My given name is Cassandra Prophet.. I got by the handle of Oracle." "Nice to meet you both."
 

Ryan sighs again. His sister was being nice to him. Something must be wrong, he thinks. They all know I'm a freak. Still, he should at least let his family know that he was okay.

Hmmm, what time zone will they be in? Oh well, I can always leave a message. Ryan activates the phone and calls his parents from his room, hoping long distance is free.
 

Hammerhead said:
Ryan sighs again. His sister was being nice to him. Something must be wrong, he thinks. They all know I'm a freak. Still, he should at least let his family know that he was okay.

Hmmm, what time zone will they be in? Oh well, I can always leave a message. Ryan activates the phone and calls his parents from his room, hoping long distance is free.

After a few rings his sister answers it, and looks shocked for a moment, "Oh wow, i didn't think you would call back," she smiles weakly, "I was worried about you, I mean, well I saw the news and all, and it looked scary, and well mom was worried too, well you know."

Lauara paused for a moment, "I mean, how are you?"
 

Just Freaking Out

Guns. Guys with armor in guns. Shooting at him. Uniforms. I didn't sign up for this. Mark gets into his room and shuts the door behind himself, leaning his back against it and closing his eyes as the adrenaline wears off. This sucks. This really sucks. Came here to get away from getting shot at. Now that he was alone, it all hit him at once.

Reflexively, Mark shoved his hand into his pocket and felt for something that hadn't been there in months. For a minute he wondered where he lost it. His left hand shook and he grabbed the doorknob with it. The metal rattled and he forced himself to let go of it before he hurt it, or his hand.

"Oh sh-" Mark's stomach lurched and he staggered into the bathroom just in time. Afterwards he collapsed into the corner and shivered. And he thought he'd gotten past this.
 
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The Cafeteria

The large cafeteria is comfortable, and has a buffet style set-up, with various monitors all about the room, displaying news, local sitcoms, international sports, and music videos, the staff is friendly, though during off-hours it is manned by a skeleton crew, but the keep food warm, and it is good stuff. A variety of flavors from around he world from sashimi, to hamburgers, to lasagna, to sweet and sour pork, and beyond. There are a few students present eating and enjoying the food, some glance up as you enter but they keep to themselves, James and John both see more CNN coverage of the incident earlier in the day, and then some off news of an incident in Hong Kong where a local triad clashed with Justice Elite: Beta, several were injured, and a night club was shut down due to extensive damage.

On another monitor another news cast speaks about the work being put into Moon Base: Alpha, the first community on the Moon, and the work on the Space Orbital as well. Another monitor has a soccer match between England and France in an exposition game held in Seoul, and still another monitor is playing classic videos from the First Decade of the new Millenium.
 

"Cassandra Prophet, the Oracle..." Oliva repeated, extending a hand... her mind flashingback to years of public school education in the Classics. "Oliva Cromwell, although thae patent on my name, Arcarius is still pendin'.

"Ne'er heard of an Elite w'amnesia..." she said, peeling off her shirt to reveal a black sportsbra and well-muscled physique. Oliva was more limber than muscled, but not nearly as slim and slender as Kiyanna or Cassandra- by no means was she a brute, but all those years with ash-and-yew longbows had given her impressive upper body strength for a teenaged girl; she tossed her shirt into the bleachers, "Kiyanna, m'love, yae told me this place had an Olympic class pool an' a huge gym... Yae never mentioned that it was this grand!"

With a wink, and a smile, Oliva spinted for one of the nearer springboards... launching herself onto the uneven bars, where she did a few quick tumbles and then released, landing with the smallest of hops on the other side... laughing all the while.

"Okay, so I'm ne bloody gymnastic prodigy..." she lauhed, "I give m'self an 8.3... What d'yae say Kiyanna? Ms. Prophet?"

(Actually, with a +15 Acrobatics mod, Oliva is probably a gold-medal contender... if they let Elites compete. And yes, she is tring to show-off in front of Kiyanna and play Alpha-female with Cassandra. She's competitive... as you may have noticed.)
 

Kiyana blinks, "Wow, Oliva, that was great, you look like one of them Olympic contenders... very nice, i give it a 10, that is a good score, yes?"

Oliva got a total of 35 on the check, rolled a natural 20, pretty good in my book... probably would have taken the gold, and no elites are not allowed to compete with baselines.
 

Oracle takes in the display and nods appreciatively Quite well done, perhaps better than I can do Follows her moves, not bothering for a runnign jump onto the spring board, and in mid spin on the uneven bars, goes from the horizontal bars and uses one of the support bars to snap off in one direction, kicking off hard on a punching bag, using it to leap up and over Olivia to do a Cartwheel on the pommel horse. As she comes upright she leaps high into the rafters, springing off the beams and flip down into a unsteady landing.

In the background the sound of the broken chains and the heavy punching bag landing against the wall. Well, it would seem that you are a better acrobat than I, and have better control than I Glances over at the broken chains.
 
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