Project Daedalus (Issue #4)

[Agamon]

OOC: I, for one, am quite releaved that Calinon knows so little about women's clothing.

Kiro looks down at his clothes and back at Tyrone. "Ah, yes. My last evening in New Tokyo, the place I stayed at offered to wash them for me. I was grateful, they were beginning to look as though they no longer needed me to walk around," he jokes.

"Thanks, Tyrone," Sarah replies. "I still have access to my savings account, so I can buy my own things until our contracts go through. I might need a new pair of shades though..."

The eight of you finishing up with your purchases before heading back to Freedom Plaza for the news conference.

...which I will likely post on later tonight

 

[Tokiwong]

Misha shrugs, looking vaguely interested in the whole ordeal.

He does not purchase anything for himself.

 

[Elementor]

Staggering around under the weight of every type of clothes imaginable, his own as well as those that others have decided to encumber him with. Aaron fianlly catches up to the other sat the counter and lets Ty ring through the many items. With everything in bags and boxes, it is much easier for him to carry and keep up with the others as they head to the leather shop. "Sweet! I am totally getting a jacket like yours this time Ty!"

 

[Agamon]

Winters is waiting for you at Freedom Plaza, and is pleased that you made it back with time to spare. Everyone changes into something more formal (or most everyone, Misha's already lookin' good ) before you are brought as a group outside to where a rather large host of media types are setting up and waiting for the conference to begin. A podium is set up at the top of the steps to the Plaza. Ms. Winters takes her place there, the rest of you stand behind her as she introduces Aegis to the world.

"Thank you for coming," Winters says, focusing the attention of everyone in the vicinity on her. "As you all know, America is currently standing at a crossroads. We've severed our ties with the United Nations and its heavy-handed and unilateral policy in dealing with elites in the wake of Mexico City disaster. Persecution of the world's elite populous because of the actions of a handful of zealots is not what America stands for. Still, we need to fight the terrorist threat that grows each day, a threat to our nation, and to all the world. To combat that threat, we need those that are both willing and able to do the job. American Freedom was the first step in that process. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you the next: Aegis!"

As she speaks, you notice a commanding presence about her that you had not noticed before that makes you feel both more at ease, and yet more excited and prideful as well. As she ends her introduction, many of the normally jaded reporters even applaud.

"Many of you will recognize the man chosen to be the leader of Aegis. He's been very active protecting the streets of New York from both baseline and elite threats alike. I'll let him say something here, and then we'll all spend some time fielding questions from you. Tyroc?" she says with a smile turning to the Tyrone and gesturing for him to take the podium.

 

[Calinon]

Tyrone removes his flag bearing shades and floats up to the podium, ankle length leather trenchcoat rustling slightly. "Hey yo," Tyroc says in his trademark greeting, his ever-present smile on his face.

"It's a pretty big step, movin' from patrolling the streets of New York to protectin' America as a whole. I think daunting would be the best way to describe it," he says with wry humor. "But after meeting my fellow Aegis members today, I can tell you with certainty it's a task we not only can handle, but look forward to.

"America's the great meltin' pot. It takes those of all creeds and colors, bringing them in as citizens under one flag. As the UN rushes to enforce mandatory registration, America will become a symbol of freedom to far more than those who were born on this soil. Sadly, included in those chased to our shores by the UN mandate will be a few who don't live by the law, who cause problems and endanger the citizens of the US. American Freedom can't be everywhere at once.

"So, Aegis becomes the second organization to protect America. That's a pretty excitin' thing to be part of. Standing here with me are some of the most skilled and powerful people America has to draw on. We're going to be held up to a high standard following in the steps of American Freedom. But Aegis will meet that standard and become a strong force to protect America. We will live up to our name," he says, and puts on his sunglasses, then leans comfortably on the podium.

"Now for the Tyroc short form," he says with a grin.

"AF is stretched thin. Aegis is here to back 'em up and put foot to ass in the name of freedom, liberty and justice. We'll protect the American people from the dangers our country will face. Aegis will be America's shield."

 

[Tokiwong]

Misha listens amused by Tyroc's speech, but showing no real emotion either way, scanning the crowd. Gauging exits, and entry points, and possible choke points in case of trouble.

 

[Mimic]

Miguel stands in the back wearing a new pair of jeans and a clean tee-shirt, his hands in the pockets of his new duster.

He never liked being in the spot light, a habit he picked up when he was running with gangs, so he wasn't to thrilled with this press confrence. As Winter speaks he feels her commanding presence.

Hmmm, this is interesting, he thinks to himself. He shifts slightly to get a better view and attempts to determine whether or not she is an elite.

 

[Shalimar]

Rachel smooths down her new sundress, and keeps shifting from foot to foot, she hadn't really grasped the fact that there would be soo many camera's and so many people here to watch her and all the rest. She sniffs curiously at Winter's, encouraged by the woman presence as she addresses the camers. Maybe Winters wasn't the runt of the pack.

The teen grins at Tyroc as he gives a long speech on what seems like the top of his mind, she was sure she could not do so well, even if she wanted to.

 

[Agamon]

Fifty miles east of Budapest
A man, standing on the top of a bluff in the Hungarian wilderness, short dark blonde hair waving in the stiff early evening breeze, stares down at a device in his hand. It appears to be some sort of GPS tracking unit. It suddenly 'blips' and the man smiles. "They finally tagged you, my elusive friend," he says to himself, speaking in American English. "And, it's about time, too."

Just then, the comm unit he wears on his head signals an incoming phone call. "Hello?" he answers. "The day is steadily improving," he says to the person on the other end of the line. "Yes, well, he's proving to be a bit harder to catch the second time around, but I think I'll soon have him...Oh, please, I have it easy. I only need to deal with just this one, you have the other five to contend with all by your lonesome...yes, I understand the circumstances are different. What are they called? Aegis?" He snickers derisively. "Foolishness. But I wish you good fortune...yes I know you won't need it...perhaps when I'm done over here I'll return to give you a hand...yes, yes, I know my orders, but you know what they say: 'two heads are better than one', especially when they're our heads...yes, well, keep in touch."

Ending the conversation, he looks down at the GPS receiver, and grins once more before turning from the bluff's edge. Activating his comm, he says, "Good work, we have a signal. By the looks of things, he's heading for Debrecen. Let's do our best to make that trip difficult, shall we?"

 

[Hammerhead]

Jennifer stands stiffly at attention behind Winters, trying desperately not to look like she was standing at attention, but still maintaining some decorum. Not a bad speech. I could have performed better though.

Tyrone seems to be in his element. Rachael seems understandably nervous, while the other kid is more excited. I'd imagine Sarah, Miguel, and Kiro to be a little uncomfortable...none of them are used to public speaking. And Misha, well, he just seems to be figuring out the ways he can kill everyone.