Project Daedalus (Issue 3)

"Thats just silly, why would anyone want to use a dorky name when they already have a perfectly good one?" she asks, then she shrugs, "I wont at any rate, Rachel is all I need." she finishes. She smiles at Bonnie when the other woman starts a one person cheering section, and she can't help but laugh at the look on Allen's face, it served him right, paing like he did, its a wonder that he had any waitresses.

"Remember to tweak Allen's tail for me Bonnie, he needs an annoyance." she tells her friend. When Bonnie tells her not to forget the little people, she nods, "I wont, I promise." she says before following Dunn out to the car and getting in. She nods when he talks about the papers, not really paying attention, just looking out te rear window, taking a long look at where she used to be.
 

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"Hey, no problem," Tyroc says with a confident smile. "I try to never disappoint a fan. Wish I had some way to carry photo's or posters or somethin' around with me. Give folks something more than just my scribblin', ya know?" he says, taking the pen and pad. "So what's your name, bro?" he asks, having a feeling it might not be for his little brother. "And what's your kid brother's name?" he adds, just in case he's wrong. Hey, he can always sign twice.

He sticks around to give his statement, right the van he flipped and sign any other autographs people might want before flying off "hero-style" to find some coffee, before any more "jobs" pop up.

A hero has his priorities, after all.
 

"I've tried," she says with a little shrug. "He hasn't said anything, and its not like he's going out of his way to avoid me, but I can tell something's been bothering him the last couple of days. Every time I ask him about it, he says its nothing then changes the subject."

Sarah figits with the spoon in her tea, stirring it absently. "At first I thought it was just him reacting to the Elite thing. It can't be easy finding out that your girlfriend for the past four years has been keeping a rather huge secret from you the entire time. But I'm beginning to think its more than that. I don't want to push him, but it's starting to worry me."

With a frustrated sigh she puts the spoon down. "You've done the committed relationship thing, Ben. Got any advice for a girl who thinks her guy is seeing someone else?"
 

Jen Laroux

Jennifer ignores Strafe's statements, instead concentrating on punching the numbers into her vid phone, and making sure she doesn't trip while running after the mercenary. Soon, a government official's face fills the small viewscreen.

This is Laroux. I'm going to be late, because I'm chasing Elite merc Strafe. Please advise, she says to the shocked bureaucrat, wasting no time on pleasantries or useless articles.

That bastard. If this little chase continues for any longer, I'm shattering, modesty be damned.
 

Nearly imperceptible shock flashes over Kiro's face, gone as soon as it appears. It's replaced by a sardonic grin, "Great... now my life is nothing but a bad soap opera plot twist... so, what, I don't really exist or something? Am I going to melt away like an imperfect creation at 30? Oh, I know... while we're talking bad plot twist, let me take a shot at this... I'm a sleeper agent designed by the government to take down Justice Elite from the inside!!" He lets out an unspirited laugh as he rubs his temple. He sighs lightly and returns his gaze to Eagle, seemingly unaware of the twitch his left eyebrow has suddenly developed, "Okay, so I'm a clone, sounds good... no home, I can deal with that... Right now I really just want something to eat and a bed to sleep in... can you help me with that?"
 

Tyroc
“Heh, his name’s Jimmy…I’m Darren, thanks, appreciate it,” he says with a grin and nod. You give your statement, right the van, and a few others ask for autographs. You also give a sound bite to a news anchor that’s on the scene before flying off.

You head into the downtown core, making your way around the towering buildings. You spot a Starbucks and finally decide to touch down to get a cup of java. You walk inside amidst a bunch of whispering and pointing.

Before you get to the counter you hear a loud, “Well, look what the cat dragged in…” Locating the source, you spot Neutron sitting at a table with Cumulus, a short red-haired woman with a beaming smile. She’s the member of AF that is a weather manipulator that can turn herself into a cloud. Sitting with them is an unknown woman with a dark creamy complexion and long, dark hair. Neutron stands up and grins. You notice he isn’t wearing his cast anymore. “You crashing our turf now, or what?”

You glance across the street and realize you landed not too far from Freedom Plaza.

Sarah
“You think he’s cheating?” he says, scratching the back of his neck. “Well, Alice and I haven’t had that problem ourselves over the years…not to my knowledge, anyway,” he says with a chuckle. “I wouldn’t go making accusations. Whether you’re right or wrong, it’ll turn out bad either way. But you need to be up front with him about it. Ask him what’s wrong, and don’t let him shrug it off. If you think there might be a problem, then that automatically makes it a problem. Same thing with your brothers. Don’t wait for them to call, give them a call, if only to ream them out for not calling you. But, hey, what do I know,” he says with a smile as he takes another sip of his coffee.

Misha
CNN currently has a panel going over the finer points of the U.S.’s decision to pull out of the U.N. and whether it was the right or wrong move. You lie down on your bed to watch it, but it doesn’t take long before you’re unconscious. It’s been a long couple of days.

*ring, ring* You wake up sharply and answer the phone. “Good morning, this is your 6:00 AM wake up call.” Three hours sleep, not enough, but it’ll have to do, you have an aerodyne to catch in 2 hours.

Mimic
“Yeah, it’s not really that easy, though. I have nowhere to go.” Alita shakes her head. “I’m sorry, you’ve done more than enough to help me, I don’t need to throw my problems at you. I’ll be able to deal with it,” she says, braving a smile.

The shower is very refreshing. You feel alive once again, but it’s four in the morning, and even with your late nights, you’re beginning to feel tired. You exit the bathroom and Alita is sitting on the side of the bed, holding an orange soda. A Coke is sitting on the end table. She smiles and takes a sip from the can.

Blizzard
The official seems unsure how to reply to your situation. “Strafe? Why are you chasing him? What has he done?”

Before you can answer, you notice a blonde man in the same dark uniform as Strafe appear out of nowhere not 10 feet in front of you. “You’ve been warned,” is all he says and suddenly it feels as though your mind is being twisted apart! It’s very painful, but you manage to keep your feet beneath you.

OOC: Random gets a surprise attack on Jennifer. He hits with his mental blast but she makes her save with a 21. He wins initiative and keeps the assault up. Next save is a 16, reroll is lower, 16 taken. 1 stun hit to Jennifer, she's up.

Initiatives: Random 19, Blizzard 14.

Lupa
Staring back at the diner, you notice the man that had just entered has exited again already. He looks about and sees your car leaving. He puts a finger to his ear and begins to speak as you turn the corner out of his site.

You notice that Dunn looks both a little frustrate and nervous at the moment. He also seems to be driving unusually fast.

Elementor
OOC: Computers check: 12, rerolled, 20.

You locate the IP address of the message and do a search. Meanwhile, your mom opens the door and stands at the opening, continuing to try and reason with you. “Aaron, you know we would never, ever allow something like that to happen to you again. Ms. Winters wants to take you back to your friends. She has documents that we’ve already signed for you to become a part of this new team. She says you’ll have your own personal tutor…what are you doing on the computer, for heaven’s sake?”

Shimmering Samurai
Order continues to have a look of shock on her face, but Kanaka appears to be angry once more. “My clone?? How did somebody make a clone of me?” He looks at Kiro and frowns. “I’m glad you can find some humor in this, because I don’t see it. This had better not be some sort of bad joke, Eagle,” he says, positioning himself behind Kiro to look into the phone at her.

“I assure you, Kensei, it’s not a joke,” Eagle replies. “Kiro, I’m sorry, I don’t know any of the details at all. But, if you want somewhere to go, you’ve been chosen this morning to be a part of the new team here in the States. I’ve already made arrangements to have you fly back here. Kanaka, could you take him to the airport?”

Still frowning, he nods. “I was heading there myself, anyway.”

Screaming Eagle nods. “How’s that sound, Kiro?”
 
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Misha gets up, a little groggy and hits the shower. He gets out toweling himself off, and gets dressed, making sure to place on his plain clothes armor over his shirt and jeans, which looks like a long vest/shirt of gray. He grabs his single bag, and calls the desk to let them know he was checking out. Misha leaves the key on the night stand, and then walks downstairs to his vehicle. He drops it off at the rental at the airport and then goes to catch his flight.

He acts cordial as needed and puts his Charisma to god use, to smooth things over if problems arise, and hopefully have a pleasant trip to Washington.
 

Agamon said:
Elementor
OOC: Computers check: 12, rerolled, 20.

You locate the IP address of the message and do a search. Meanwhile, your mom opens the door and stands at the opening, continuing to try and reason with you. “Aaron, you know we would never, ever allow something like that to happen to you again. Ms. Winters wants to take you back to your friends. She has documents that we’ve already signed for you to become a part of this new team. She says you’ll have your own personal tutor…what are you doing on the computer, for heaven’s sake?”

"I'm going to get ahold of Tyroc. He'll know if this chick is for real or not!!" In actuality Aaron is continueing to follow the IP address back and trace it to a source location and user.
 

Kiro breathes deeply, forcing his emotions down, deeper and deeper where not even he will see or feel or think of them until they are needed. He focuses his mind on the visualization trick his father taught him, taking his anger, confusion and regret taking all emotion and looking at it anew... seeing it as wax, wax in a candle that's burning out of control and softening faster and faster, then forcing this wax to stay solid, stay one, hold togethor while you form it back to its rightful form. Ignoring the pain as the wax cools he grasps it tight in his hand, holding its form togethor, keeping it togethor, when it is cool he will blow out the flame and store it, and use its heat to light his way, but for now, it must... cool... down...

A slight crack emits from the phone being crushed slightly in Kiro's hand and he snaps back to himself, everyone is watching him but from experience he knows he couldn't have been out for a more then a few seconds, he also hopes noone heard the small crack, in a flash he looks the phone over, he sees no obvious damage and Eagle still comes through clear... a sudden alien thought dances across his mind... "How can you trust your "Father" fool! He doesn't even exist! Using his little mind game to keep yourself under control, maybe this noone misled you!! Maybe you really just need to lose con--" He crushes the thought violently as he feels a grimace play on his face for a moment, a second thought follows as he meets Eagle's eyes and does his best to look normal. "I'm losing my mind... if I had any mind to lose..."

Only 5 seconds have passed since Eagle posed her question when Kiro breaks the short silence, "Yes... the airport sounds nice, me and Kanaka can surely work a few things out on the ride as well... If I'm his clone he's bound to be wiser then me, even he must see there's no reason we can't get along famously! Simply sharing similar genes is no reason to get competitive..." He looks to Kanaka and offers a friendly smile, but his eyes remain emotionless and strained.
 
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How much time do I really owe some stranger who wrecked my car anyhow? Clearly I have some duty to help him, but I certainly can't take three experienced Elites all by my lonesome.

Strafe and Evo chasing unarmed man, suspected Elite, she grunts into the phone moments before it drops to the ground with the rest of her material possessions.

The sound of a thousand shattering panes of glass echoes across the street as the body of Jennifer Laroux freezes completely solid for half a millisecond, then shattering into thousands of tiny shards as a wind kicks up, swirling them in a circle.

In the cloud of ice and wind, Jen's face, composed of bits of snow and ice, seems to appear, smirking. Her voice is like the blowing of wind through a cramped alleyway. Surprised?

Now for my warning. You so much as blink an eyebrow and I will cut you to ribbons
, as razors of ice swirl around the man.

Ready action: if he does anything like cloning himself, using mental blasts, creating a force field, etc. I will attack.
 

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