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Superheroes of the Trust Game Thread

Hope settles for a couple of energy bars and drinks as she works on her laptop, compiling notes and analyzing them, trying to find a common pattern with the attacks and the list of exotic materials Barrington needs. She also searches for thefts along those lines and sees if they match up in timing with the attacks.
 

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Viridian approaches Apollo on the plane as well and offers a hand with an embarrassed smile.

"Hi. We met in the infirmary. Sorry if it seemed like I was brushing you off. Wasn't my intent at all. I'm Viridian. Welcome aboard."
 

"So, looks like I'm not the new guy anymore. My name's Wren. They call me the Guardian. So, what's your power? I haven't had time to read up on your info, so I guess it's better if it comes from you."

Wren will take the time to make sure that he has all info he needs. He will get a few basic diagrams of vessels, to check on various designs. Hopefully, should they need to have some need of his powers to control the battlefield, he would be ready to use them.
 

Victim said:
Let's try not to sound like an idiot here. "It's nice to meet you, Apollo. I'm sorry about rushing out earlier," Megan says hesitantly.
Apollo has been silent the whole time, not because he was nervous but because it seemed like the team was formulating a plan, something he had never really done, at least when it came to doing super heroic things like busting up drug rings. He sort of just flew by the seat of his pants, hand-made Italian pants, but pants none the less.

He was on the plane lounging when the others finally noticed him, an odd thing… he was used to being the center of attention, not used to, he is the center of attention, focusing the light of the interior on himself, as he cracks his winning smile, dismissing the golden energy guitar he had in his hands with a thought, “No problem I figured I showed up at the absolute worst time, I should be the one apologizing, a pretty girl like you should never be upset,” he directs to Star.

He turns to Viridian, “Hey no worries, I would brush me off too if I wasn’t famous, and it still happens,” he jokes. He turns to Wren enjoying the attention, “Well I don’t have a fancy superhero name, so just call me Apollo; as far as to what I can do… I guess I control or create light energy… like my slamming light axe.”

With that he forms his signature light guitar, and riffs off a solid tune, an homage to the Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin; with a thought it turns into a great golden bow with sun and eagle motifs, and energy arrow forming in his other hand… the light sizzling around him, almost to bright to look at directly as if divine, before he dismisses it with his casual smile, returning the light to normal, yet making sure he stays at the center of attention.

He flops down on the seat and beckons the others to relax, “Yeah it isn’t as fancy as I would like, but it gets the job done, I can also fly pretty damn fast which is how I prefer to get around, it saves on travel expenses… it’s like Top Gun with less Scientology, and a hell of a lot more fun.”
 
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"You're too kind." Flatterer. I'm not that pretty.

"It's amazing that you have enough control to make light act like a real guitar," Megan gushes. Altering the basic properties of light makes even my programed shots seem pathetic. "Umm, how fast is 'pretty damn fast?' I like to fly myself."
 

Victim said:
"You're too kind." Flatterer. I'm not that pretty.
"Have a seat," he gestures for her to sit.
Victim said:
"It's amazing that you have enough control to make light act like a real guitar," Megan gushes. Altering the basic properties of light makes even my programed shots seem pathetic. "Umm, how fast is 'pretty damn fast?' I like to fly myself."
“Well one time I was hanging with Jessica, and she was like how fast can you go… and I was like I don’t know, never really pushed it. So I sort of got the idea I would see how far I could cover in about a half hour to an hour… well one thing lead to another and I was able to cover about a 1000 miles, maybe a little less, maybe a little more… I think I broke the sound barrier… which isn’t a good idea in any downtown area…” he smirks.

Apollo shakes his head, “I do a lot of dumb things for a pretty face, too bad it would never work between me and her… music and acting don’t mix.”
 

"My cruising speed is around 50 miles per hour. Nothing to write home about, but it sure as hell saves on gas money. I've read a little about weather controllers, I think the top flight speed is around 250 miles per, which is about as high as your average hurricane wind gets." she grinned a little at Star and Apollo. "So it looks like I'm never going to be the 'Speedy Gonzales' of the flight squad as it were," she didn't sound envious, nor was she. Everyone had their strengths and weaknesses and you couldn't help with what you were born with.
 
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Umm, sit next to you? I guess... Seeming a little unsure, Shooting Star carefully walks over and sits next to the rockstar.

"About 2000 mph? That's pretty much the same speed that I can sustain for that long. I'm not sure how you could break the sound barrier and not know it though. Yeah, it's always good to head a bit out to sea before going super. Unless there's an emergency." Jessica? ... Some actress?

50 miles an hour? That's pathetic. Even stuff like gravity would take a big chunk of her available vector. Maybe that's why she's such a b!tch; her flying is no good. "So normal wind speed is the constraint on your speed? Wouldn't your clothes get all messed up at 250? Have you tried creating a vortex and then launching yourself out of it at the same time you max out your flight?"
 
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She thought outloud. "You know, Light is but one part of the electromagnetic spectrum. Radiation is another part of it...." she frowned as she hunted through her notes, calling them up on the laptop locking in on the mysterious super who had displayed those kinds of abilities.

"Son of a...." She looked at the others. "Barrington is trying to build a big drilling thing with a lot of exotic materials, materials that are supposed to withstand great pressure and heat and radiation. The thing is hollow too. Maybe he's not trying to build a portal, but he's trying to drill down to the core, for all of those heavy metals like gold for example. The hollow part he can fill with all of the metal he wants." she looked grim. "I don't know what that'll do to the earth itself, but it can't be good."
 
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Victim said:
Umm, sit next to you? I guess... Seeming a little unsure, Shooting Star carefully walks over and sits next to the rockstar.

"About 2000 mph? That's pretty much the same speed that I can sustain for that long. I'm not sure how you could break the sound barrier and not know it though. Yeah, it's always good to head a bit out to sea before going super. Unless there's an emergency." Jessica? ... Some actress?

50 miles an hour? That's pathetic. Even stuff like gravity would take a big chunk of her available vector. Maybe that's why she's such a b!tch; her flying is no good. "So normal wind speed is the constraint on your speed? Wouldn't your clothes get all messed up at 250? Have you tried creating a vortex and then launching yourself out of it at the same time you max out your flight?"

"I can do that, but the effort is usually not worth it most of the time. It's handy and useful when I do need it though." she grinned at Star. "Like I said before, you're probably one of the fastest fliers I've seen. Me? Not so much." she said.

"And no. My clothes don't get messed up, neither does my hair. The wind is my friend," she said with a chuckle, the air around them picking up a little, ruffling clothes and hair, while hers stays the same. Once the air does settle back down, everyone else's appearence doesn't seem the worse for wear. It's kinda weird. "One of the other perks though is that I can run just as fast as I can fly and I can leap 50ft in one jump."

She grinned at Star. "Everyone has their weaknesses Star and their strengths. Not everyone can do what I can, not everyone can do what you can. In your own way, you are as powerful as I am. So is everyone else here, each of us making up for what the other lacks. It all evens out in the wash."

ooc:
This is done before the thing about Barrington and the drill. Sorry.....
 
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