Kaede Kimura
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Blue Bolt Vueriz would sometimes admit that she wasn't the best at people (sometimes, and only in the privacy of her own mind) but it didn't exactly take an empathy superpower to read that she'd touched on a rather painful subject, especially as the others jumped in to reassure Baz. Internally she berated herself as she tried to think of something to say that would help make the boy feel better, mind running at full speed as she contemplated what she could say to make things better. Think think think! "I- uh, I like your bioluminescence. It's really cool." She thought better of commenting on his glowing tears, very grateful for the others for jumping in before she dug that hole further. What else was she supposed to do? Hug him? It was with guilty relief that she jumped on the tech questions to avoid the continued suffering of stumbling through social situations that she had no clue about. "My only surviving pieces are my board and mask, which is good otherwise I would have died." Which was the limit of how much she was thinking into that little fact. She definitely hadn't been kept awake, listening to her mask straining her ears on case there's was even the slightest issue. "My board was pretty damaged in the crash though, but I've been working on building some things. I've been having some trouble with material quality though. It's tough to keep things going with the wires overheating and catching fire."
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Toughness save: 1d20+15 = 30! Ha! Haha ha! Hahahahaha! The truck is probably looking like a carbonite seal over her right now, but she is just tanking it!
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Shooting Star Alice has been flying above and to the front of the truck, keeping an eye out to spot any trouble. It wasn't thrilling floating along at traffic speeds, but as she saw the truck bearing down she was glad she had done it. The word "Incoming!" joined the radios cacophony as she slammed into the front of the truck, cratering the front of it as the metal crumples around her. She feels the truck twisting from where she is embedded in it, the engine's components screeching as they grind against her. After a long moment of intense noise as the truck jackknifed around her, the sound dies and the semi's motion ceases. Alice shifts slightly before feeling her cape catch. She lets out a sigh. Her costume is almost certainly gonna be a casualty tonight.
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Depending on whether the trick has a trailer, this might be the first time Star has been hit by something heavier than her! Initiative: 1d20+2 = 4, guess she's delayed pulling herself out of the front of the truck. Notice: 1d20+5 = 17, not bad, not gonna reroll, it makes sense she'd be distracted and SF beat the max she can roll. Toughness: 1d20+15 = 35!!! Nat 20!
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The Dreamer: 1d20+0 = 12 Dougal: 1d20+8 = 22
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Blue Bolt Vueriz nodded along with the explanations as they were made, mind whirling with questions and ideas at the explanations. Although it was pretty obvious her Universal Translator was acting up a bit, 'completely harmless lethal radiation' indeed. But onto Michael's question. "I do not possess any abilities beyond the standard of my species, although I am very smart. I underwent some tests prior to placement at Claremont which showed I do have some abilities which are not common among humans. I can see shorter wavelengths of light than humans and I'm much tougher than average." She paused, thinking for a moment. "Also apparently my native galaxy has much more advanced technology than is standard here, so it qualifies as 'Super'." She looks back at Baz, eyes flicking over him again, "If you do not mind me asking, none of the people who processed my case mentioned your species. Are you native to this planet or from space too?"
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Muirne has no knowledge skills and doesn't have any Feats that would let her make one untrained
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If I could get Initiative from Blackstaff, will do The Dreamer and Dougal tomorrow
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Dryhten Dougal Dougal looks down at Blackstaff as he interposes himself between him and the 'spirit' he was here for. A deep laugh rumbles from him as Christopher issues his declaration, the mist twisting in response to the sound, pulling in tighter until it forms an opaque ring with the pair at the center and Dougal at the edge, about fifteen meters from them. "Oh I shall, after I claim my prize. But if you wish to provide some entertainment it is no matter to me." The Fomorian blooded sorcerer steps forward, flames springing up along his arms, his eyes glinting with the flames.
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Shooting Star will be ready to Interpose against attacks against allies or bystanders.
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Shooting Star Alice had to admit, having communicators would certainly help compared to shouting at each other in a combat environment. She put it in and turned it on, listening in on her partner's radio check. "Loud and clear, Predator." She nodded along with her last request. It made sense, forewarned was forearmed after all. "Keep me posted if you spot anything. I'll take point, I'm decently visible both as a deterrent and for you to keep track of, and I have a much better chance of surviving an attack than the guys in the vans." Just like Predator, Shooting Star stood ready to proceed.
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Shadowborne Muirne chuckled at Luke's comment about not getting tired of watching her dance, smiling up at him. Before focusing again as he assures her that he wouldn't tell anyone. "Th- thank you Luke. I- Really, thank you." She pauses, running her tongue over her suddenly dry lips. "I was born nearly one thousand four hundred years ago. In a village in the kingdom of Kent. My father was the village blacksmith. My powers manifested when I was young, and from there I was taught to be a hero, like from the stories." There is another pause, and a shuddering intake of breath. "A tyrant conquered our village when I was fifteen, he killed so many, my father included. I set out for revenge. I drove his men away before attacking him in his tower. The creature we fought with Fleur and Tiamat, it took his form. I tried to- He turned me to stone. I stayed like that until four years ago, when some researchers stumbled upon me and somehow broke the spell. I woke up in a world entirely different from the one I knew. I've been trying so hard to catch up on over a thousand years of everything and then Cas happened and... I nearly lost everything again and... I don't want there to be any more secrets. I... if you get hurt again because I'm not brave enough to share these things with you..." Muirne tries to blink back tears as she meets his eyes, the memory of her spear piercing his flesh haunting her.
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Shooting Star Alice wasn't going to judge whatever 'hustle' Leon had, although she did give him some side-eye when he assured Owain that it was 'on the up and up'. She had to admit it was nice to unwind with people who knew who she really was. She turned to look when Owain and Luke pointed out the person making their way through the crowd, her slightly flushed face draining to sheet white as she met his eyes on the crowd. Turning back to the other three she slumped down until her head rested on the table, the wood protesting before she pulled her head up slightly. "That's my brother." She huffed out a breath. "F***."
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Shadowborne Aoife couldn't hold back another shuddering sob, a part of her yearning to stay in Luke's arms. But she couldn't, she had to stop Cas' plan from succeeding and extract her revenge. He had to die. She exhaled a shuddering breath before plunging through the Schattenwelt, wreathing her spear in shadows even as she leapt, transferring back to the normal world as she swung the spear down... Into Luke's chest. Her eyes widen as she sees his blood. And the shadow tendril between her and Casanova breaks.
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Blue Bolt Vueriz was wearing a grey tank top and ripped black jeans. It was an odd contrast to the warmly dressed people around her. She craned her neck to meet their eyes, slightly intimidated at being so thoroughly dwarfed by what were supposed to people about her age (Not that she would admit that of course). Aliens didn't visit Zirtimzar frequently, so while she had seen people even larger than these humans, they weren't common like how everyone here was over half again her height. She took a breath to settle herself as her boots clomping as she stepped closer to reach up to shake the preppy boy's hand, before taking a couple of steps back so she didn't have to strain to meet their eyes. "I am Vueriz, from planet Zirtimzar, as Headmistress Summers said." She regarded Baltazar with interest, and some confusion at his statement of distance. She would have thought another alien (she assumed anyway, she hadn't seen anyone else like him) would understand the incredible distance she had covered, although she supposed that intergalactic travel might be beyond the scales he was used to considering. There was one thing she definitely needed to correct however, "I am not a baby, based on the orbital period of the planet I am roughly sixteen years old by Earth's reckoning." Her eyes flicked over Baz for a few moments, the glow of radiation from him making him glow and sparkle slightly to her eyes. After a moment of silence, Vueriz began frantically thinking of what else she could du that wouldn't be awkward or make the silence drag out uncomfortably. "I have been informed that many of my peers will have extraordinary powers, do you four have such abilities?" Nailed it.
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Ouch. I'm afraid she's Defense shifted, so you needed a 22. I'm assuming you'd then Interpose? 1d20+10 = 21, if that hits DC25 Toughness save, she breaks through Impervious via. Penetrating 10
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Okay, Aoife is gonna switch Schattenwelt Drawing to Alternate Power: [12 + 6 + 5 + 2 + 4 = 29PP] Additional Descriptor(s): (Portal, Gateway, Aura, Covering) Concealment 4 (Shadow Covering; All Visual Senses; Extras: Affects Others) [12PP] Dimensional Pocket 1 (Well Storing; Extras: Duration 3 [Continuous, Lasting]; Flaws: Requires Grapple; Feats: Progression 2 [500lbs]) [6PP] Super-movement 1 (Dimensional Movement [Schattenwelt]; Extras: Duration [Continuous]; Linked [Speed (+0)]; Feats: Progression 2 [500lbs]) [5PP] Speed 2 (Extras: Linked [Super-movement (+0)]) [2PP] Super-movement 1 (Dimensional Movement [Schattenwelt]; Extras: Portal [+2]) [4PP] To poof out of Luke's grasp and into range of Cas. She will then set Shadow Channelling to: Base Power: [10PP] Additional Descriptor(s): (None) Phased Strike 10 Adds (Extras: Penetrating 10) to Shadowed Weapons [10PP] And attack Cas for Lethal Damage. Given the range involved I'm guessing Luke's held actions will go off.
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GM As the pair traveled neither noticed the street emptying of all people or the mist gathering. The street grows dim as the light from the streetlamps seems to cling to the fixtures, like it was afraid to approach. Blackstaff's sense of wrongness rose as the sinister air gained power, but he couldn't place the location until... The pair's reflection is suddenly interrupted by the sharp crack of displaced air. Suddenly before them stood a seven foot tall man with graying black hair, wearing a red and black tailcoat with a rose pinned on the front. A baleful red eye gazed out from the right side of his face, as he smiles sinisterly. "I was told of a Christmas spirit wandering the city. Imagine my disappointment when I come to collect it and find a second rate magician and some hero. However..." His glowing eye seems to grow brighter for a moment, "Maybe there is something to be earned from this expedition. No spirit, but still a magic I can collect for myself." Blackstaff can sense this stranger is the source of the strange magic that had been following them, radiating intense magical power.
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The Dreamer The Dreamer nodded along with Christopher's explanation of the opening of a new office, although his mentioning of how having two offices 'connected' reduced the commute was slightly confusing, but she chalked it up to wizard things and added a point to the tally of 'possibly the real Christopher'. "I came to Freedom to attend the Atom Academy, it has been... interesting. The first day one of the students made a robot dinosaur that went on a rampage." She chuckles lightly at the memory.
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Shadowborne Muirne smiled up at Luke as he asked to dance, although there was a nervousness to it. "That sounds lovely Fýrdraca." She is silent on her way to the dance floor, pensive. Like she's turning something over on her head again and again and again. Finally, as she holds him close to dance, her skill allowing her to dance with ease despite her mind clearly being elsewhere. Her voice is quiet when she speaks, pitched so only Luke could hear. "I want you to promise me to keep this a secret. Even more than my identity or anything else. The only people who know are Vanguard, and a small selection of researchers and officials in England." Her face twists in mild irritation, "And Charlie. I didn't tell him, he found out somehow. But please, promise you won't tell anyone else, not Bernadette, not even Leon." She looks up at him, pleading with her eyes.
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Shadowborne (2+5) + (2 x [2+1]) = 13 The Young Guardians Returns! 2 Holday Cheer! 5 GM Posts A Dream of Christmas 2 Friends in the Fens 1 Shooting Star (6+2) = 8 Friends in the Fens 4 Battles Under the Big Top 2 The Dreamer (3) A Dream of Christmas 3 -
Shooting Star Alice tapped her index finger against her chin softly, eager to get the show on the road but also wanting to make sure they covered their bases. "Are there any other defenses that we should be aware of? I'd hate to be blindsided by van-mounted lightning guns in the middle of a fight. Also, how stable will everyone inside the vehicles be if I have to carry them out of a hairy situation? Otherwise no more questions."
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GM The party continues merrily as the group drinks their rum and sake, getting a strong buzz going. No one pays much attention to the five teens drinking, but what does draw a small amount of attention is the large man with black hair who seems to be looking for someone. The observant ones at the table may have seen him, and noted his strong resemblance to Alice. Perhaps he is the brother she mentioned?
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The Dreamer The Dreamer waved to the people eyeing Blackstaff with a vague smile, pulling some more conjured gifts from the satchel at the back of her reindeer for her dreams to distribute as Blackstaff asked his question. She had no clue of what caused the stutter, but put it from her mind as she nodded. "That sounds wonderful, Christopher. The nights are quite cold, even when dressed appropriately." As they begin walking, The Dreamer continues to chat. "Do you have any interesting tales to share since our last meeting?" GM The pair began to move away from the site, but the other magic followed, growing stronger, although Blackstaff still cannot pinpoint it's source.
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Shadowborne Muirne had been thinking of how to steal Luke aside for a private conversation when the feeling of wrongness settled in at Rot's approach. Reflexively her shadows poured out, her outline blurring out into shadows, eyes becoming green pinpoints of light as she stared at Consuelo. Claws formed at the ends of her fingers before she pulled them back, the lingering shadows dancing around her body as she spoke. "I go by Shadowborne. I graduated this year." Her tone was cold, made sinister by the slowly reducing shadows still flowing over her. What is happening? Ignoring Aoife's question, Muirne turned to Mizuki, a slightly regretful smile playing over her lips, when they are visible past the liquid darkness playing across her person. "I am afraid I need to steal Nightscale to the side. I wanted to have a private conversation with him. I hope you enjoy your evening " Before she can make her retreat, Aoife wrests control of some of the remaining Schattenwelt energy from her, her face disappearing beneath them. "The party is pretty nice, Rot. Have fun." This time, despite the crawling hiss of the darkness, her voice seems... warmer towards the other girl.