Superheroes of the Trust Game Thread II

[kirinke]

Hope will also make sure to alert the ball-park security, stressing that they shouldn't confront him physically, but make sure that he knows that they are aware of his cheating and would really rather like it if he never came back. She figures that no one wants their fun ruined and a direct confrontation with this guy would definately ruin the game.

 

[DM_Matt]

Optic keeps watching the guy to see if he hides/leaves/pulls out a phone/continues cheating. (X-ray)

The man gets to the stiarwell, where basically no one is, goes to the middle, and jumps up to the floor with the skyboxes. Some of their fronts are shielded from scanning, so Optic loses track of him somewhere among them.

Meanwhile, Hope contacts the authorities, who send some security to that area.

 

[kirinke]

She looked at the others. "This bought us a little time. I know I probably shouldn't have tipped him off with my little message, but there were too many bystanders in that area to risk an open confrontation, especially since we don't know what he's really capable of." she said quietly, grimancing. "I took a picture of him with my Iphone and requested a run from Headquarters. We should be getting something on him back soon enough,"


We're not going into a situation blind again. Not if I can help it, she thought to herself.

 

[DM_Matt]

She looked at the others. "This bought us a little time. I know I probably shouldn't have tipped him off with my little message, but there were too many bystanders in that area to risk an open confrontation, especially since we don't know what he's really capable of." she said quietly, grimancing. "I took a picture of him with my Iphone and requested a run from Headquarters. We should be getting something on him back soon enough,"


We're not going into a situation blind again. Not if I can help it, she thought to herself.

Her pic isn't good enough, but Optic CAN take that good a pic, but Mr. Blue sends back some info. "Got a hit. Mikhail Mikowski. Came to the US from Russia three years ago. Here is his immigration file, drivers license, and permanent resident card. We have an address, but no know associates or profession. No AEGIS file, but he has a couple gambling-related arrests. The charges were dropped both times."

 

[Jemal]

Optic swears lightly under his breath "Lost him, but he's come up here..probly looking for whoever's messing with him.." He looks at the others present "Hate to spoil the game kids, but we have a.. situation outside. like we got work to do."
With that, he slaps his briefcase onto the table, opening it up to reveal his visor and gloves, and turns the buckle on his belt 90 degrees. With a mechanical whirring, A high-tech series of light plating covers the majority of his body as his powersuit activates. Donning the gloves, he turns around, visor in hand. "Mr Johnson, I sincerely hope you and your retinu will be able to keep this to yourself?" With a nod, he dons his visor and heads for the hallway, looking around to try and regain sight of the fugitive.
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[kirinke]

Hope growls under her breath. "Duty calls huh?" she turns to follow Optic. "You aren't going alone," she says, flicking on a pair of dark sunglasses to hide her eye-colour shift, which it does when she uses her more paranormal gifts. Nothing could be done about her hair colour or the St. Elmo's fire.....

 

[Fangor the Fierce]

"Well, looks like we'll be able to see how the four of us work together. Might as well put those ideas to the test, right?"

Wren can only smile, knowing that this was the life that was handed to him. There were always the kind of people that would look for trouble, one way or another.

"Let's stick together, no solo hero stuff this time. Remember, we've gotta work together."

The idea's probably lost on Optic, as he probably wasn't filled in on the mess that's been happening on their missions, but it's still worth mentioning to be careful.

 

[kirinke]

Hope nodded as she considers the information Mr. Blue gave them. "Mikhail Mikowski.... Sounds like Russian mafia. I've dealt with them before. We might be able to resolve this without a fight. Maybe."

 

[Jemal]

A grim tone underlines Optic's words "You don't need to remind me about the hazards of going it alone. I remember all too well our first mission on this team.."**Insert Flashback to the first mission, and the death of Spirit**

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[kirinke]

A grim tone underlines Optic's words "You don't need to remind me about the hazards of going it alone. I remember all too well our first mission on this team.."**Insert Flashback to the first mission, and the death of Spirit**

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She looked sober and nodded, squeezing his shoulder in understanding. "Let's go. I don't want to miss the last inning,"