Outcasts Forever: Issue #1 - Red America

[Keia]

Outside Stark Manor
Manhattan
Early afternoon

Binary

Binary got the drop on the ‘guards’ and kicked into the air, a trail of white plasma incinerating the ground around her as she launched. Knowing that the Avengers she was covering for had moved left and right, Binary flew over the guard across the street, clearing the trees of the park in her 120 feet of movement. The trees obscured her view of the guards . . . and apparently, their view of her – as no shots were fired.

Peering down at the men in the street as she flew over them, Binary saw them all draw weapons of some kind . . . looked to be military issue. Nothing else came to her attention.

 

[Keia]

Outside Stark Manor
Manhattan (heading toward Harlem)
Early afternoon

Sandman, Vision, and Beast

The molecules in his body began to change and shift. His entire body took on a sand-like quality as it morphed mid-stride. In less than five seconds, Flint Marko had been replaced by a beautiful blonde woman.

"Well, whaddya think?" he asked his teammates. Grunting, he continued, "Can't do much about the voice, though."

The appearance held for several seconds, until the composite particles began shifting and moving as Marko did. Finally, Sandman ended up looking like a sandcastle of a woman . . . wearing Marko’s clothes. The appearance wasn’t bad, so long as someone didn’t look too closely . . . like say from twenty feet or closer.

"Oh my stars and garters."

As the trio got more than a block from Stark Manor, the street traffic became somewhat more normal. People appeared to keep their heads down and head to their appointed tasks, whether for business or pleasure. As the Metropolitan Museum of Art neared, everyone spotted the train of taxis lining up outside the entrance.

According to the directions given by Sandra, their destination was Ward's Island. A taxi would get them close . . . the rest would be by boat or some other means.

 

[Nuke261]

Captain America

Manhattan
Early afternoon

As they walked in the direction of the Baxter Building, Jack finally began to feel they were not being followed. He decided not to take chances. "Sam, you take point. Marc, you stick with him. The two of you can use Redwing to guide us in. Craig and I will follow from the other side of the street. That way we don't stick out as a group, smaller numbers will blend better."

As they continued, Jack looked back over his shoulder, quickly. He knew he would not see the others but, he was concerned. They were all highly capable people, at least the versions he knew were. He just did not like splitting up a new team so quickly while in enemy territory.

Carol, I hope you're all right.

He casually made his way to the side of the street and crossed to the other side with Craig.

 

[kid A]

Sandman

Originally posted by The Vision
Since neither of us can alter our voices the sex should be male, what it looks like is of no matter as long as it doesn't draw attention to us. He says looking around for an alley or any out of the way place. Although it would be best to do this somewhere we will not be eaily seen.

"Right." Flint glanced around their current location and non-chalantly ducked into the nearest alley, motioning for the others to follow. When he was reasonably sure no wandering eyes could spot them, Flint spoke. "Okay, I never actually done something like this, but let's see if it works. I'm gonna try to form my own body around yours... so you'll look just like me, only bigger. And McCoy here'll tell us if it's gonna work."

Scanning the area once more, he finally looked at his teammates. "Ready?"

 

[Mimic]

Vision

I am ready you can proceed Vision tells him standing as still as possible.

 

[Kevin Perrine]

why does a Mr. I cross the street...

MoonKnight checked the radio for open channels and any obvious seals or markings then handed the radio to Mr. I.

"Here ya' go son, someday when we're not standing in an alternate universe with minus one member, I'll show ya' how its done." Patting Mr. I on the shoulder and motioning him to give it to Cap.

He had always felt like somewhat of a teacher while in the field.

"aahhh thanks ya sir... MK... ah never knew much about you, me bein' from the Great Lakes area. From what I understood you usually kept to yerself sorta like Daredevil er Spiderman.... It's good to be part of a team isn't it?"
Craig said, trying to make casual conversation in this NOT so casual a time... He tended to prattle on when nervous in times like these. That and he hoped that for whatever term of service this would be with the Earth's Mightiest Heroes - he hoped it would at least make him some long term friends...

"... Craig and I will follow from the other side of the street. That way we don't stick out as a group, smaller numbers will blend better."

As they continued, Jack looked back over his shoulder, quickly. He knew he would not see the others but, he was concerned. They were all highly capable people, at least the versions he knew were. He just did not like splitting up a new team so quickly while in enemy territory.

He casually made his way to the side of the street and crossed to the other side with Craig.

Mr. Immortal stepped it up into a jog to catch up with Cap. Toying with the radio a tad, but not so much to draw any attention to it Craig flipped it in his hand and offered it into Cap's arm-side once he'd caught up in-step with Captain America again...
"MK gave me this for ya Cap, you got room or ya want me to hang onto it?"

Noticing Cap's awareness state, Mr. I began glancing around as well... Doing his best not to make it seem obvious.
"geeeze Cap, ah really appreciate yer lookin out fer me like this and all. It's pretty nice to be walkin side by side with THE sentinel of liberty and all.... This must be how Bucky felt back in WWII...... It's really an honor serving with you sir, if you don't mind me saying so again..."

No matter how much he tried Craig couldn't get the stupid grin off his face when working along-side Cap like this. And it was almost like he'd forgotten that THIS Captain America wasn't the original he'd come to look up to...

It didn't matter he was just happy to be a part of the team.

 

[Arani Korden]

Beast

"And McCoy here'll tell us if it's gonna work."

Scanning the area once more, he finally looked at his teammates. "Ready?"

"I'm on the edge of my seat. Metaphorically speaking, of course.

And whether it owrks or not, we may want to try and catch one of those cabs. While we're still penniless, we do have a good six miles before we reach our destination, and seeing them all show up . . . it's like a sign. We should seize the opportunity."

 

[kid A]

Sandman

Originally posted by The Vision
I am ready you can proceed Vision tells him standing as still as possible.

"Right. Here goes..." Flint walked straight into the Vision, absorbing his body into his sandlike being. Morphing quickly, Flint re-shaped his body around the Vision's frame, as though he were some kind of outer skin for the android. Finally, when the change had completed, Flint appeared just as he had before, despite having slightly larger physical proportions.

"Vizh, I'm gonna let you do the walking, and I'll do the talking." He waited for the Vision adjust to the change. As he waited for movement, he asked, "Well, McCoy? Ya think this'll work, or not?"

 

[Keia]

Outside Stark Manor
Manhattan (heading toward Harlem)
Early afternoon

The trio ducked into Central Park for a few moments to do the transformation. After making certain the coast was clear, the Sandman melded and covered the Vision. The sand stabilized in form and returned to Flint Marko's normal appearance . . . except for the fact that he was almost seven feet tall now and much broaded.

The concentration required was much more that Flint had thought, a hundred times more difficult that a three legged race coordination. Sandman could become more solid around the Vision and basically carry him within, though movement might be a little sluggish.

While looking the pair over, Hank had a revelation . . . the size should reduce if Vision assumed an intangible form while within Sandman's body. The concentration and effort would then belong to the Vision as he worked to maintain his form within the moving Sandman.

 

[Radiant]

Binary

Guns, oh please guys, don't start fighting me. Someone might get injured and it won't be me. At least as long as you don't bring in your supreme soviet guys.
She races on as fast as possible to get more ground beetween herself and the puirsuiers. If she isn't followed after a minute or so of being airborne she will look for a not too crowded place to land and change back to human form.