Tyroc
The waves of energy surround Hammer, causing his to stop in his tracks, becoming a giant, muscle-bound statue. The few people in the bank give a cheer. You look outside to see where the other perp fled to, but he didn’t get far, as the cops are here, and he’s currently face down on the ground.
Five policemen enter the bank, guns drawn. Surveying the situation, one of them says into the radio. “Looks like we’ll need the elite shackles, bring ‘em in.” He turns to the others. “Cover him,” he says, pointing to Hammer. They move towards the large man, keeping their guns drawn on him.
“Tyroc, I see you’re back,” he says. “Good job.”
Sarah
“I don’t know that it was coincidence either, Sarah,” Ben says. “And this doesn’t mean I’ll stop trying to find out what happened. Hell, it could happen again, to someone else, for whatever reason, and I don’t want that to happen.
“But, I’m glad you’re being reasonable about this. You do need to get on with your life, that’s what’s most important. You were a damn good cop, Edwards. I wish things could be different.”
Misha
Crawford glares at you with fury on his eyes, but he drops to his knees and raises his hands. He says nothing but continues to glare at you from his kneeling position.
Mimic
Alita looks at you and then back at the man and then back at you and she moves towards you. The guy grabs her by the arm before she gets to you. “Listen up, chica. You don’t lie to me and you don’t cheat me, got it? Next time you ain’t going to have no guardian angel to protect you.” He lets her go and she moves to your side. “C’mon, let’s get outta here,” he says to the other two and head off into the alley.
Alita smiles at you after they leave. She kisses you on the cheek, saying, “Thank you.”
Blizzard
“What in the blue hell are you doing?”
The man with gun looks at you like you have two heads. “Sorry about your car, girlie, but we’re trying to apprehend that piece of sh…where the hell do you think you're going?!” he looks over you at the man he’s chasing, who just took off between two buildings.
“Goddammit!” He looks at the tree-man. “We screwed up last week, we are not messing this up, understand?” The tree-man nods. He glances at a nearby shrub and moves to touch it, disappearing.
The man begins to run after the escapee and, seeing him closer up, you recognize him as Strafe, leader of the elite merc group, Evolution. He stops a moment, looking at your car and then back at you. “You may have cost me a whole helluva lot of money, looks like we’re even now.” He dashes off after his prey.
Meanwhile, your car isn't going anywhere in its current condition.
Lupa
Dunn nods. “Very much like American Freedom, though very much different, as well. Your needs will be well taken care of, I assure you. And you won’t have to worry about being alone anymore, either.” Finally showing some emotion, he smiles at your enthusiasm. “You have plenty of questions that I’m unable to answer. I know it is sudden, but as I mentioned, time is of the essence. If you’ll come with me, I have a vehicle waiting for you and papers for you to sign.”
“Fer cryin’ out loud, Masters! You’ve only been here an hour and half and you need a break already?” Allen has come out from the kitchen to see you talking with Dunn. “I don’t pay you to patronize, I pay you to wait on the tables. Is that such a freakin’ difficult concept?” He’s louder than normal today, and the other customers seem a little taken aback by his tirade.
Shimmering Samurai
OOC: You want to use a phone…what a coincidence…
Order looks over at Kensei when you make your request. Kensei shakes his head. “Not my phone, it’s for UNJE emergencies only, I can’t go tying it up with…” his phone begins to ring. “There, see?” He opens up the phone and is surprised at who he sees. “Eagle? How did you get this number?” he says in English.
“Hello, Kanaka,” Jennifer says from the phone’s screen. “You have no idea how long it took to reach you, actually.” She pauses a moment and frowns. “Paragon’s not there, is he?”
“No, just Order…and…wait, the BioGen incident, you were involved in that weren’t you? This kid, that looks way too much like me for my liking, says he was a part of that, do you know of him?”
“Kiro’s there? May I speak to him?”
“Make it quick.”
“Don’t worry, Kanaka, I won’t waste all 200 of your free minutes,” she responds with a smirk. Kensei rolls his eyes and passes you the phone.
You see Screaming Eagle on the screen, she looks relieved to see you. “Hello, Kiro. How are you holding out?”
Elementor
All three adults watch in shock as you dash upstairs.
"He pleaded with us the whole plane ride home to be able to do this, what the hell's wrong with him?" you can hear your dad say before slamming the door.
You boot up your PC and check your instant messanger. Whoever it was that messaged you doesn't appear to be online anymore. There's a knock at your door. "Aaron?" You hear your mother's from the other side. "Aaron, that was very rude, come back down and apologise to Ms. Winters."
