Zeitgeist Blue

Salvo To no one's surprise Rita was confused and scared as she stirred back to consciousness, noticing both the heavily armored Salvo and Guy, who was drooling silver fluids from his orifices. As she began to speak, Salvo held out an arm to block her path towards Guy. "Stay back, Doctor. You aren't safe yet." Salvo's voice was deeper, electronically altered to sound like another woman's voice. Salvo and Rita did not know each other but Salvo was a known hero, perhaps not so much in Emerald City as she was in Freedom City, but she hoped a calm tone would be enough to get Rita to sit still while she worked. She felt her programs run their course, slaughtering the nanomachines in their path, but she had to make sure the deed was done. And more importantly, if there were any survivors left. She glanced once more at Rita to make sure she was behaving, then strode towards Guy. And as if he were a stuffed doll, she lifted him up until he was level with her, his toes dangling against the floor. Silver fluids continued to leak down, spilling on her armor plating. Annoying, but she had more important things to focus on. She peered at him as she prodded into the now broken nanomachines inside his body, and only then did her eyes widen with the realization. "Damnit damnit damnit!" Guy's body dropped to the floor as her systems overclocked to expand throughout the facility and locate the infected persons. She had to shut down the nanomachines' continuous replication, or else they'd kill their hosts in the process.

Salvo There was little time to gloat or to bask in her success. Once she had noticed the physical effects of her breakthrough, like hardware effecting a forced shut down from internal processes, she too stopped in her tracks. From the outside it seemed like Bellios and the blob of nano-mice stood still together but Salvo was frantic in her mind's eye. She knew control could be an ephemeral thing and no doubt some uncompromised portion of the nano-network was fighting back now. So she began torching everything she could find, starting with Rita and all the nanomachines near her, and spreading from there. Among the indiscriminate destruction, she set a small portion of her automatic runtimes to searching for Guy and identifying other infected humans. If Rita and Guy could have been then there was no telling who else was infected inside the building. When she was confident enough her programs did not require her full attention she turned to the Bellios' physical space and with a mental confirmation moved his body. Salvo climbed over the railway and fell down the middle of fire escape, armor clanging and crashing through cement and steel bars on her way down. Cement cracked under her with her landing, plaster and bits of cement raining down as she rose from her knees. She found the door to the basement and began to walk, intent on only one thing: Rita.

Yay! Salvo will do three things, two with the control of the nanomachines. 1. Destroy every nanomachine starting with Rita and her surroundings. 2. Search for other infected humans in the building and destroy them. 3. Fall down the stairwell.

Alright, give me a Notice test to perceive all the guns with your Metal sense power. Then give me a roll for your Move Objects power at a +9.

Salvo = 1 post = 1 post = 1PP Happiness in Slavery (2)

Salvo When one got down to it, nanocode and systems were just like any other cutting-edge machine, just incredibly small and a dozen other minor differences that were moot. She wasn't all too familiar with nanotechnology so when something baffled her, instead of trying to bash her head against a wall she quickly diverted to the use of magic to supplement her infiltration. There was no time for pride or curiosity with both her and Rita's lives on the line. Yet as immersed as she was in cracking the nanotech, her eyes caught movement at the periphery of her vision. Tugging and scurrying around and behind her were once all the mice had been surrounding her. She let go off her assault, her program scripts running on the background, and turned around to see the dozens and dozens of mice merging together. Bodies melting, bones crunching and sliding, silver blood pooling into one incoherent mass. It had no shape. No eyes to watch her, no limbs to move. It was just a blob of silver. "S*&^." They found her out. So she dropped the act and let her independent networks reroute. They exploded into the the nanites' security walls, shedding subtlety for an all-out assault. Then she ran. Down the stairs to Rita before it was too late.

Sure, let's reroll. Computers: 1d20+12 = 24 Since her Device was fatigued before, now it is Exhausted. All its power ranks are at -3. See her Bellios Device in her profile and page 81 of M&M 2nd edition. So what she will do is All-Out Move.

Yay!

RNG, give me the power of good rolls! Notice: 1d20+8 = 27 So far so good. Computers: 1d20+12 = 16 Nope!

https://orokos.com/roll/759172 Use of Datalink: 1d20+12 = 31 Computer Check: 1d20+12 = 14

Oh right, forgot to say. Salvo will use her Datalink powers to try to get het gauntleted fingers into the nanites. Metaphorically and electronically. Not sure if I should roll Computers or Data Link though, or anything else for that matter. AP: Data Link 4 (Radio, 1 mile; Extras: Area, Linked [Enhanced Feats]; Flaws: Check Required [Computers]; Feats: Machine Control, Selective, Subtle) {7/11}

Skill Mastery (Cosmology) for a roll of 21. Scratch the Skill Mastery. We aren't pressed for time or anything so I can roll instead of taking 10. Knowledge (Cosmology): 1d20+11 = 29

Well, you haven't seen anyone in your immediate area but Hwang has stated he saw the hostages moved to the residential areas right before he escaped.

"Then I'll take the stairs." Salvo followed but not as someone with a leash around her neck. She believed what she had said just as much as she did not trust Guy to let either her or Rita go. Guy walked to the elevator but Salvo moved to the stairs as she had said, mice skittering all around her. There was no hiding it. Her motives clashed against Guy's and he would watch every action of hers for any hint thay she was moving against him. So she needed to be subtle. She needed to free of Guy's scrutiny though she suspected the mice were an extension of his eyes. She worked, furiously, as soon as she was able to while trying to not tip the mice off. Rita was in the basement held hostage by mice, organisms she could not hope to control. But the nanites inside them were machines, no matter their size, and those she could work with. She just needed a way in without alerting anyone to her intrusion, a backdoor to the mice and Rita's nanites located in the basement. Without warning, she smashed a passing mouse against the floor and scooped up its silvery remains. Mice were individual organisms, detached from others of its race, but nanites were different. They could connect with each other, communicate, control others no matter if their hosts were separate. And that meant she could too. That was her working theory at least.

It works for me!