[OC8] Issue #1: Opening Day

[KitanaVorr]

"And what are you supposed to be, Speedy? Robocop?" Anh quipped, a little piqued by Speedy's perusal but blushing all the same that he thought she was attractive. Was she? Ahh! They were all looking at her now. What would Dr. Harrison think of her?

Dr. Harrison.... At the thought, she glanced at him and her brain turned into jello.

 

[Dalamar]

"Yeah, whatever. The last part of my comment still holds, though."
Speedy starts walking back to the wall. Half the way there, he turns around.
"Oh, and Robocop was build especially for toughness and skills in firearms. Me, I'm all about mobility."
He then resumes his position against the wall.

 

[KitanaVorr]

"Oh yeah? Well I wouldn't brag about a nickname like 'Speedy'," Anh replied with a slightly mischievious grin as she relaxes against her chair and tried to pretend that she wasn't sitting near her number one idol, Dr. D Carl Harrison...D for dreamy.

 

[Dalamar]

Jonathan just shrugged his shoulders at the last comment.
"Whatever."

 

[Keia]

Brandon looks down at where his hand are leaning on the table and sees the wisps of smoke starting to rise from the area. He lifts his hands from the table as though he'd been burned himself. Knowing better than to sit back down in the seat just yet, Brandon steps away from the table.

"I'm sorry for any damage to the table I may have done. Thanks for the reminder, Doc."

As Brandon walks away from the table, everyone can see the two burn marks on the jersey he is wearing - one for each shoulderblade.

 

[Caliber]

Sitting back in his chair, Bruce watches the confrontation with a small sense of amazement.

Mere Humans are such quick, flighty creatures.

Wait a minute. Did I just think of all of them as ... Humans? Was that my thought ... or his?

 

[Dalamar]

"So... Anybody know what we're supposed to be doing in our first assignment?"

 

[garyh]

"Perhaps I could answer that," came a crisp voice. As your heads turned, you saw an older man, looking perhaps 50ish but still in very good shape, with blond hair and blue eyes standing in the doorway, dressed in Dockers and a shirt and tie.

"Lt. Roger Stevens, US Army Retired," he said by way of introduction, "but you're probably more likely to recognize the name Lt. Liberty."

Lt. Liberty! He was one of the first known superheros, created by the government during World War II, and had been a founding member and field commander of the federal government's official super team, the Freedom League, after that. Everyone had heard of Lt. Liberty's exploits growing up. He'd retired from active duty in the mid-90's, and had kept a low profile since. The man must be in his 80's by now!

"You can all stop staring, folks," Stevens said with a smile. "I've been brought on to help you kids out behind the scenes and give you advice as needed. I'll just be staying back at HQ. It's time to let the next generation take up the fight."

Sitting down at the head of the table, he continued. "As for your first mission, I hope you all like baseball."

 

[KitanaVorr]

Anh looked a bit confused. "Baseball? Um...will you be mad if we don't?" She fiddled with the straps of her bookbag while she stared at Lt Liberty. Her parents had mentioned him...she had thought he had died by now. Was his superpower longevity?

 

[Krizzel]

"A pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant," Dr. Harrison greeted as he got up and walked over to offer the older man his hand. "Baseball is a great example for teaching physics, and certainly an institution of American history and pride. How can we help?"