Project Daedalus (Issue 3)

Agamon said:
Mimic
Alita stretches in bed and looks up at you. “Hmmm, go?” She notices the look on your face and sits up. “What’s wrong?”

Nothing that affects you directly but it is going to make keeping my promise a little harder. He tells her, giving her a smile.

Do you remember hearing about some people that escaped from a facility that was doing illegal experiments on them... <Miguel will give her a quick run down on the escape, meeting American Freedom and how he came to New York.>

So I just got a phone call not only telling me I will not be on the team but I am to be deported asap, so it looks like I am going to have to lay low for a while, I might even have to leave the city.

But, he adds his mood getting lighter, I know someone else that might help you, he wasn't home so I left a message. But I feel too exposed here, they have more then likely been keeping an eye on me and a moving target is harder to hit than one standing still. I figure we can head to his house, hook you up with him and then I can go into hiding.

This could get messy and I don't want to get you into any trouble so if you want to bail, I would understand.

Miguel then heads towards the door, he will pause and wait to see if she is coming with him.
 

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Rachel smiles at Dunn, sweeping the Toga around behind her so she doesn't trip on it. "Well, lets get going then, it sounds like this is going to really get exciting, I can't wait to actually get started." she tells the agents excitedly, it would mean she didn't have to hide her powers anymore and she would be with other people with powers too, so for the first time, she would really fit in. Then a thought occured to her, a stereotype to be sure, but from Dunn and his partner, it probably was true.

"I don't have to get rid of my sense of humor or anything do I? Everyone says people who work for the government don't have any." she asks, her eyes twinkling at them. "So like you guys are gonna take me right from here to an Aerodyne to New York? I haven't ever flown before, I don't think I'm scared of heights or anything, I guess we'll just have to see wont we? Just another adventure." she says before getting into their car, her eagerness for adventure and the unknown really shining through. "So are you guys coming or what?"
 

Kiro's face grows sober once more as he chastises himself for being immature. He takes a deep breath and responds to Kanaka, "My father was Himode... My mother was Oremu... I also had a brother, Tokama... I remember going to East Shubaya School for Young Boys... Any of this ringing a bell?"
 

Tyroc
The woman’s eyes light up when she sees you. “Tyroc? Wow! Yeah, my car died, it won’t start for some reason. But I’m sure you have more important things to do than play auto mechanic,” she says, obviously hopeful she’s wrong.

Something’s up though, you figure. She seemed a bit too exuberant when she spotted you, not very sincere…

OOC: Sense Motive (15)

Misha
You hear a “come in,” so you do. Director Herrington sits at his desk inside. He stands to greet you. “Werner. Nice job out there. I expected no less from you though.” He seats himself once more, waving at the chair in front sitting in front of the desk. “You’ve had very impressive track record here at ACE. The people upstairs, though, think that you can be put to better use elsewhere. Have you heard about the new elite team being put together?”

Blizzard
“I’m Terry,” Random responds with smile, shaking your hand and taking the card. “Oh, right. You’re that mountain climber. Thought I recognized you. And, no, I don’t teleport or anything spectacular like that,” he says, gesturing outside the alleyway, “but you never know. If you’re lucky, there might be a cab waiting for you out here…” Walking down the alley, you spot a cab sitting not 40 feet from where you are.

“I’d offer you fare, but,” he gestures at his uniform, “no pockets. And our number is 626-555-1EVO. We’ll make sure you’re taken care of. Sorry we had to meet under such crappy circumstances, I’ll be sure to look you up next time I’m town.” He grins again and vanishes.

Mimic
Alita’s eyes reveal genuine compassion for your problem. “No way. I’m sorry, Miguel, really. You’re really going to run and try to hide?” She shakes her head. “Hey, you’re trying to help me, I’m not going to abandon you. Just give me a few seconds to wash up. I’ll be quick, promise,” she says as she jets for the bathroom.

Lupa
Dunn’s partner smiles. “She must be too young to remember the X-Files,” he says, grinning at Dunn, who just shakes his head in response.

They follow you to the car. “Before we leave San Francisco, I think we’d better get you some proper clothes,” Dunn says to you. They drive you to a nearby mall. Pulling up to the entrance, Dunn turns to you and hands you two one-hundred dollar bills. “You can use this to go get whatever you need, if you promise not to shred them before we get to New York. We’ll wait here for you.”

Shimmering Samurai
“No, none of those names are right,” Kensei says, shaking his head. “My father’s name was Akaru. He died during the quake. My mother is Mamiko and my brother is Ryushi. I went to school at Kokusai. These are things they could have known easily. I don’t understand why they’re different. Perhaps they were trying to create a different person using my DNA? And I wonder why they simply handed you over to BioGen?”
 

Agamon said:
Misha
You hear a “come in,” so you do. Director Herrington sits at his desk inside. He stands to greet you. “Werner. Nice job out there. I expected no less from you though.” He seats himself once more, waving at the chair in front sitting in front of the desk. “You’ve had very impressive track record here at ACE. The people upstairs, though, think that you can be put to better use elsewhere. Have you heard about the new elite team being put together?”

Misha takes a seat, “I have sir. BioGen seems to have put many of the prospective members on the map. Tyroc, I think will draw plenty of positive minority attention for the new team. I am glad that ACE is pleased with my performance and I have a chance for this opportunity.”

“But let’s skip the pleasantries, we didn’t come here to stroke egos. At least not myself, I just need to know when my change of assignment is effective, what will be expected of me, and to whom I will be reporting. Oh and a list of the other elites I will be working with, and the abilities, training, and specialties they bring to the table.”

Misha relaxes visibly, thinking for a moment, “I think that is all for the moment.”
 
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"I wouldn't really call it hiding, more like a blending in with the crowd. It's pretty hard to find someone who can become almost anyone he sees." He says with a nervous chuckle.

"Besides with Mexico City gone there is nothing for me to go back too. They would just dump me in some other city, if I run at least I would have the choice of what city I want to go to." Miguel tells her through the bathroom door, it's clear from the sound of his voice that he isn't too happy about the sudden change his life is taking.

Miguel is waiting by the bathroom door when Alita come out. "And we are here to help you. Don't worry about me, I'll survive, I always do. There is one last thing I need to do before we go."

Miguel will lean in and give her a kiss.

"For luck," he tells her. "Ready to go?"
 

Rachel's brow shoots up, "What are the X-files?" she asks curiously as the car is pulling into the mall. "Well, uh, okay, thanks. I'll try and be quick." she tells the agents, feeling a touch awed by the fact that he is giving her so much money to buy an outfit, she'd never been able to afford any expensive clothes before so this was gonna be a real treat.

Rachel enters the mall wearing only the blanket wrapped around her and with the 200 dollars firmly in hand, and she heads into the first clothing store she sees, a trendy looking somewhat upscale store. It takes her a half an hour to fiure out what it is she wants, but she ends up with some rather utiltarian clothing. A pair of jeans, a long sleeve t-shirt, hiking boots, and the various undergarments to go with. She was especially conscious of the stares when she brought it all up to the counter to pay for it.
 

Jennifer shakes her head, smiling, as Random leaves. You'd almost think he was flirting with me. I wonder if he made that cab appear here...some kind of probability control, perhaps?

Turning, Jennifer walks towards the taxi cab, asking to be taken to the the place of her meeting in downtown Denver.
 

"I'm never too busy to help out, yo," Tyroc says with a ready smile. "I'm a full service super-hero. Criminals on the rampage, kittens in trees and damsels in distress; it's all good. But I aint no mechanic. I don't even work on my own ride," he adds with a chuckle. "What's your name, miss?"

Assuming she gives it.

"Well, why don't you let me try to turn it over?" he asks, holding his hand out for the keys after poking his head under the hood briefly to make sure nothing is obviously out of place or disconnected. If there is, he'll pretend not to notice.

"Nice ride," he says, dragging a finger along the car before getting to the door. "Bet it really flies, huh? Hey, if it doesn't turn over, we'll make sure you get a cab and you can call for a tow later. If wherever you're goin' is close, I can give you a quick lift maybe. Not exactly the finest moment of heroism, I'll admit, but this isn't exactly a desperate situation," he says cheerfully. "Who knows. Maybe we'll get lucky, and it'll start."

I'm pretty useless mechanically myself, but can tell the obvious. Oh look, my battery cable came off! Beyond that, as long as she isn't out to shoot him, Tyroc is more than willing to spend a few minutes with a hot woman and a fast car.
 

Kiro shifts his weight a bit and gives Kanaka a side-long glance as he speaks, "If I had to guess... I'd say it was perhaps because I was flawed... although you may not have noticed I have morales... they may not have wanted those all too much. Also it may have something to do with my powers, they are similar to your own but not identical..." as he mentions his powers his left eye will flare a bit as he holds out his hand, which soon becomes encircled in light.
 

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