Project Daedalus (Issue #4)

Calinon said:
"Wonderful of you to keep something that important to yourself until the last minute," Tyrone says with a shake of his head.

"If we slow him, he won't be able to make any long distance leaps away. I've been under the effect before, and the best I could manage with my own movement powers was a hustle at best. And once that happens, Miguel or I can change to paralysis, and that'll freeze him in place, at least for a minute, or Aaron can turn the street to mud and hold him fast. Either way, once that is done, you should be in minimal danger of getting clubbed like a baby seal so you can try."
"I don't need you to worry about my welfare, I am tougher then I look," Misha replies back cooly, "just do your job, and lets get this elite under control."
 
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Puzzling over what Misha had said about being able to neutralize powers, she is willing to concede that the guy could be stopped without killing him, if it worked, and she doubted Misha would say he could do something if he could not, unlike jabber jaws. Even so, having made the decision to kill him if neccessary, she felt at peace, she wouldn't be the one agonizing over it, or being distracted by it. She probably wouldn't have been regardless, she was a predator, predators kill when they have to.
 

Aaron just sits patiently in his chair waiting to be thrown into dangers path again. Watching all the arguments amongst the people he is supposed to be able to trust he just looks at Rachel and thinks "I miss my puppy"
 

Miguel will attempt to mimic Tryone's powers once he has done that, he will look over at where Sarah is sitting.

It couldn't hurt to have another telepath around, would you mind?

Is she doesn't mind then he will attempt to mimic her powers as well.
 

Jennifer walks over to Misha and puts a hand supportingly on his shoulder. She's tougher than she looks too. Don't worry, I'm sure she'll be alright.

And as long as we all work together, we're going to bring down this guy no problem,
Jennifer assures the rest of the team. If we work together, that is.

Still, I wonder about Rachel. For an eighteen year old girl to seem so ready to kill...either she doesn't grasp the gravity of her suggestion, or...

Or she's more wolf than she seems, I guess. I hope that they're loyal to their packs.
 
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Hammerhead said:
Jennifer walks over to Misha and puts a hand supportingly on his shoulder. She's tougher than she looks too. Don't worry, I'm sure she'll be alright.

And as long as we all work together, we're going to bring down this guy no problem,
Jennifer assures the rest of the team. If we work together, that is.

Still, I wonder about Rachel. For an eighteen year old girl to seem so ready to kill...either she doesn't grasp the gravity of her suggestion, or...

Or she's more wolf than she seems, I guess. I hope that they're loyal to their packs.
Misha smirks, "I am sure she can take care of herself."
 

Plumes of smoke can be seen from the vacinty of Baltimore before the city itself comes into view. Relatively speaking, much of city remains undamaged, but the downtown core is very much the disaster area you've seen on the news.

As the areodyne closes in on the city, Neutron taps a button on the console. "Eagle? We're closing in on your position. Aegis is with us. What's your status?"

The response is dead air for few seconds before an exhausted male voice can be heard. "Barrett? You're here? Don't set...the areodyne down, there's no safe place...to land and it might not...last long anyway. Screaming Eagle...and Jersey Devil are down...I have him contained for the moment, but you'd better hurry."

"Almost there, Silvertip," Neutron says, getting up and leaving the controls to Kevin, his co-pilot. "Get this thing out of here until we call you back," he tells him.

The aerodyne has room to slow and stop a mere 5 feet from the ground, and everyone easily gets off and it slides back into the sky and out of sight. For roughly a half-mile around you, there are no completely intact buildings, only piles of rubble, half-standing walls, twisted lamposts, vehicle remnants and small fires and puddles of water. Silvertip stands hunched over, looking up at the group in obvious pain.

"Daniel, are you okay?" Cumulus says, rushing to Silvertip's side.

"I'm fine," he says, standing up straighter.

Neutron looks around. "Where..."

Silvertip points to a huge pile of brick, concrete and twisted metal. "He's under that. An apartment building. It was going to collapse anyway, I helped it along while he was inside. That was just before you radioed me."

Neutron stares at the rubble pile while Cumulus asks, "What about Eagle and Devil?"

"Eagle went down a few blocks ago, diverting his attention from a group of fleeing people. The rescue teams should be with her by now, I hope. Devil," he says looking around, and trying not to wince as he does, "received a very hard hit minutes ago. I'm not sure where he landed, but he didn't come back."

"So we didn't come in time to stop any of this?" Kiro asks looking about him.

Silvertip shakes his head, looking at the massive pile of debris holding the eilte. "I'm fairly certain that will not stop him. I was only hoping to catch my breath and stall for time."

You look as one at the pile, which must be at least 30 feet high and twice that around, wondering how anything could survive being buried in it, let alone get out anytime soon.

Sarah gasps, her eyes wide. "He's conscious...but I can't make out what he's thinking, it's just...rage, insane rage."

"Well, let's make sure he doesn't get out, people," Neutron says, raising his arms towards the pile. As he does, the pile shimmers slightly and a massive arm busts through, sending chunks of debris, at leasta couple the size of a small car, sailing through the air, and causing everyone to shield their face and eyes from dust and rocks that shower the area.

When the dust clears, the towering giant of a man has pulled himself from the rubble. He looks to be nearly 15 feet tall, his legs are huge tree trunks, his arms are long enough to scrape the ground, and every inch of his body is pure, vein-covered muscle. He's completely hairless, basically has no neck, and his bloodshot eyes bulge from his head. As he climbs out he takes a hunk of rubble that looks to be at least 5 tons and hurls it through the air, screaming as he does, where it sails for several blocks before landing with a tremendous smash! The monstrous elite completely ignores the group of you and moves towards a nearby smashed half-ton truck.

Initiative: Misha 25, Shimmering Samurai 24, Neutron 22, Silvertip 21 (1S, 4L, 5HP, fatigued), Blizzard 21, Mimic 16, Lupa 15, Elementor 15, Cumulus 14, Sarah 11, Big Ugly 9 (2L, 4VP), Tyroc 4

Misha is up first.
 

Assessment usage if possible, after moving thirty feet towards the elite, Assessment for Constitution, Dexterity, and Wisdom. Misha will also use Leadership giving all within earshot a +1 to all rolls.

Misha will move close enough to the Big Ugly to try and assess the elite's capabilities. While he moves he draws his custom pistol, and shouts out orders, "Alright Tyroc, stick to the plan, I am going in... Rachel follow... but don't engage just yet... let the others wear him down!"
 

Rachel hadn't bothered to wait for the Aerodyne to lower itself closer to the ground before she had leapt out, easily taking the stress of the impact on her muscular legs. She gives a low chuckle at all of the destruction surrounding them, and strides forward to come up beside Silvertip. When the Elite bursts out of the ruined buildings, she gives an animal roar of challenge to him, announcing her presence, and leaps toward him in a graceful, fluid leap, although it seemed from where she landed, she may have miscalculated, she immedetiately relaunched herself on her powerful legs. With her leaps, she had made a 'V' intended to put her on the Elite's otherside from the rest, the intention being to box him in.

(If 50 feet is not enough to get her on the other side of him, then she will leap directly towards him, but short enough leaps to keep her out of range, but long enough that she could rush him and still attack [40 ft])
 

The main group is roughly 30 feet from the huge elite. Misha doesn't need to move to use his feat, but I'll assume he gets five feet closer to move in a bit. Lupa can leap over him and land near the top of the pile of debris that he escaped from.

Misha studies the actions of the elite as it lumbers out of the pile of debris. He is certainly imensely huge, but even then, he's not terribly slow for his size. His state of mind seems to make him quite oblivious to much of his surroundings.

OOC: Read Con is best, then Dex, then Wis.

Kiro focuses inwards on his ki, preparing for the battle to come. Looking towards the hulking creature, his right eye flashes bright and a his body begins to glow with a barely perceptable light in late afternoon sun. "Let us see how you like being blinded," he mutters.

Motes of light flash in the monstrous elites faces, but he turns his head and closes his eyes, shaking his head until the light is gone. He stops a moment, blinking and seeimingly wondering where the light came from, before continuing towards the ruined vehicle.

"Huh, if a collapsed apartment building won't hold him, doubt I can, either. But I might be able to slow him down some," Neutron says. He raises a hand at the elite and the pavement below him begins to melt, turning into a black, tarry substance. The massive man looks down in shock as he begins to sink knee deep into a large pool of tar, stuck fast. He begins to scream in rage.

Silvertip, understanding the new arrivals' plan, steps slowly out and around the other direction around the eilte, awy from Misha, to help surround it and help attack it when the time comes.

Blizzard, Mimic, Lupa, Elementor are up.
 

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