Superheroes of the Trust Game Thread II

[Victim]

Star frowns. I hate having to wait; even something stupid like 5 minutes feels like much longer. "Okay." She'll take the time to actually check out the information the group recieved about Barrington's towers. Weather control? That could be bad, even accidently. Megan will note the coordinates of the tower dropped into Mexico, in case investigation is required. Left with some time to kill, she'll also check out Apollo's file.

A few minutes later:
"It wasn't a problem; I had some stuff I needed to catch up on anyway - umm, be gentle like that."

 

[kirinke]

(hee...funny you should mention )

"I'm not really up for a big thing," Thessaly decides when Hope mentions a concert. "I think I'm gonna see if I can find that mystery super...then do some studying." She nods at the others there.

"See you later."

She goes to the evidence room, enters her passcode and goes into the vault as the door opens with a dramatic hissing of hydraulics. A few minutes later she's in her room, lighting candles and beginning the ritual to scry.

"So, what about you guys?" Hope asks. It had been a long time since she had taken any time for herself. Maybe it'd be good for her....

 

[Vanifae]

"It wasn't a problem; I had some stuff I needed to catch up on anyway - umm, be gentle like that."

"Cool, I will be gentle..." he smirks with a wink, "Let's fly."

He is gentle leading her out as they fly to their destination.

 

[Victim]

Star follows along.

(I'm not really seeing anything that requires action or a reply right now.)

 

[Vanifae]

Star follows along.

(I'm not really seeing anything that requires action or a reply right now.)

Heh, I didn’t realize that, damn me for posting so late when I am sleepy.

Apollo takes flight holding her hand, before letting go, allowing them to find a comfortable speed. He speaks, “So tell me about yourself, and I hadn’t asked but do you prefer Star or Megan? I don’t have a codename so Apollo works just fine for me.”

He twists around flying with his back to the ground; he matches her speed flying directly beneath Star looking up at her with a crooked grin, flying dangerously close, “But like I was asking… I am interested in learning more about you, why would a beautiful woman like you risk that pretty face by fighting crime…” He accentuates his words by lightly brushing her cheek and chin with his hand.

 

[Victim]

"Megan is fine." But maybe Star would make me appear more extraordinary... Overthinking. "But that's not the sort of thing I want to spread around, so either way can work depending on where we are."

Star smiles distractedly, enjoying the moment. Careful with answer now. "Isn't being a superhero what powered people are supposed to do? It can feel good to do things that people approve of. Plus it would be a shame to let this expensive supersuit go to waste. What about you - aren't you risking a lot more than good looks?"

 

[DM_Matt]

(hee...funny you should mention )

"I'm not really up for a big thing," Thessaly decides when Hope mentions a concert. "I think I'm gonna see if I can find that mystery super...then do some studying." She nods at the others there.

"See you later."

She goes to the evidence room, enters her passcode and goes into the vault as the door opens with a dramatic hissing of hydraulics. A few minutes later she's in her room, lighting candles and beginning the ritual to scry.

An image of the earth in space appears in the center of the room. The scrying sensor moves towards an area and zooms in, bouncing around as it finds the location. It eventually zooms to the North African desert, then East, crossing over Egypt, and it zooms further as it reaches the Negev Desert, in Southern Israel. The sensor finds a facility camouflaged against the desert sands, with an electric fence and numerous defensive emplacements. The complex is low and large, and has a sign in front that says, in Hebrew "City of The Dead." As it scans in further, the image becomes fuzzy, but before it blanks out you notice soldiers unloading a very large man in some sort of supertech shackles from a truck and into one of the buildings.

 

[Vanifae]

Star smiles distractedly, enjoying the moment. Careful with answer now. "Isn't being a superhero what powered people are supposed to do? It can feel good to do things that people approve of. Plus it would be a shame to let this expensive supersuit go to waste. What about you - aren't you risking a lot more than good looks?"

Apollo thinks for a long hard moment, Good question, I am risking quite a bit for some thrills and to do a smidge of good, which in the large scale of things is highly dubious, but I guess maybe this is what we with powers were meant to do?

“Honestly, I wasn’t even sure I was going to do the super hero gig. I mean I pretty much have everything I could need or want, and I had a fun job… and doing something I love just makes it that much better. But when I saw my fans being preyed upon by those drug peddlers, I acted… not the smartest thing I did, but it got immediate results. Made me a few enemies, but I am lot tougher then I appear, so maybe you are right, maybe we were given these abilities to do the right thing. Which means a petty thing like wealth and fame can be sacrificed for making things a little better for everyone,” Apollo replies.

“Of course that speech does not reassure my label at all, and all they want is for me to focus on my music and put out another multi plat album… but I am discovering there are some really nice perks to this whole super hero gig,” he adds with an appraising eye.

With that he drops down low over the water picking up speed, assuming she follows he lands on a terrace of an ocean front home. Apollo lands adjusting the light in the area to be both pleasant and romantic with a thought; a table is prepared with professionally prepared food, a bottle of champagne chilling on ice along with crystal clear water. Apollo picks up two champagne glasses, uncorking the bottle and pouring.

He offers her a glass, “But I do agree with you, it would be a shame to let that super suit go to waste, Megan.”

 

[Victim]

“Honestly, I wasn’t even sure I was going to do the super hero gig. I mean I pretty much have everything I could need or want, and I had a fun job… and doing something I love just makes it that much better. But when I saw my fans being preyed upon by those drug peddlers, I acted… not the smartest thing I did, but it got immediate results. Made me a few enemies, but I am lot tougher then I appear, so maybe you are right, maybe we were given these abilities to do the right thing. Which means a petty thing like wealth and fame can be sacrificed for making things a little better for everyone,” Apollo replies.

Money isn't so petty when you don't have it. Megan asks, "What's the right thing though? What's right for one person or group is necessarily right for other people. While some drugs are really dangerous, there are other illegal ones that aren't really any worse the approved ones, right? And should self destructive actions be prohibited; it's the individual's life, isn't it?"

She sighs, "Mostly, it seems like we fight more to keep things from getting worse than to make things better."

“Of course that speech does not reassure my label at all, and all they want is for me to focus on my music and put out another multi plat album… but I am discovering there are some really nice perks to this whole super hero gig,” he adds with an appraising eye.

"Yeah," she chimes in obliviously. "The Trust people have given me a bunch of great stuff; my room here is so much better than my apartment. It's nice to have a computer just for me, instead of the ones in the lab."

"Maybe they should just look at superheroing as a sort of free marketing."

With that he drops down low over the water picking up speed, assuming she follows he lands on a terrace of an ocean front home. Apollo lands adjusting the light in the area to be both pleasant and romantic with a thought; a table is prepared with professionally prepared food, a bottle of champagne chilling on ice along with crystal clear water. Apollo picks up two champagne glasses, uncorking the bottle and pouring.

He offers her a glass, “But I do agree with you, it would be a shame to let that super suit go to waste, Megan.”

As Apollo drops low over the water, Star darts ahead and just off to the side, skimming the surface. She'll attempt to splash Apollo with water thrown into the air by her passage, flying backwards and laughing.

"Umm, I'm not supposed to have alcohol," she mumbles weakly, turning away. "Sorry." Way to ruin the moment.

 

[Raylis]

"So, what about you guys?" Hope asks. It had been a long time since she had taken any time for herself. Maybe it'd be good for her....

"Honestly I was thinking something more intmate, coffee or something. Screaming and being knocked around is what we've been doing for weeks.