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  1. Grapple check: 27 I’ll try again for a HP: 32 Nice, just enough.
  2. Leon glared at Ghost, his anger fueled by his own issues. As the other man spoke he watched him. His anger was held back by his instincts, he didn’t get the feeling the guy was lying. He glanced around and now that it had been mentioned, Leon could kind of make out a haze that hung over the club. He looked at Luke, then back at Holly and her brother. “Holly, what’s going on?” He tried to sound calm and not as angry as he felt. “Is that true? Was he doing something to everyone?”
  3. Paper was grinning nearly ear to ear as he, step by step, worked his way through the door’s security measures. He hadn’t felt this comfortable and confident in some time, like riding a bike. He was sure Pan would would give him a side-eye for feeling this excited about breaking and entering, but he didn’t care. His siblings would’ve appreciated his skill. “Just like the old days.” He whispered to himself. Nevermind that the ‘old days’ were only about a year ago. When he finally cracked open the door to silence had smiled. The paper bird carrying his phone came down beside him and he looked at it, giving the girls a nod and thumps up to go ahead. With that he slipped inside quiet as a mouse. Paper glanced up the stairs, listening. Satisfied he was alone in the stairwell he crept up to the door and listened at it. Holding cells are normally on the first floor or basement if the building had one. But, offices and interrogation rooms tended to be on the upper floors “If they were smart, they’d have stripped anyone they didn’t trust of phones and weapons, then locked them up. Cells would be the obvious choice.” He whispered to himself again. “Unless they were just encased like those people on the street.” He thought grimly, but shook his head. Couldn’t let himself start thinking like that. He cracked the door and peeked out into the hall. “With the windows covered, hopefully they’ll think they’re secure and the first floor won’t be as well guarded.” He thought as he looked around and slipped out of the stairwell.
  4. Paper / Leon Rooftops A lone figure sat on the roof of a house. In the distance, the grounds of a very private school were visible. The figure set a pair of binoculars down and drew her legs up to hug them, resting her chin thoughtfully on her knees. The setting sun accented her short red hair and made her green eyes shimmer. “He missed our weekly meet up.” Elizabeth said without looking at the new arrival as he walked across the roof to join her. “I know.” A young man with shoulder length blonde hair replied as he stood beside her. “We both knew this would start happening eventually.” “But this soon?” “Leon was always more outgoing then us. Never takes him long to find friends, or trouble.” Richard’s smile was faint, but it reached his blue eyes as he looked out at the distant school. “I know.” The young girl sighed. The young man smiled down at her and sat down beside her. “Seems like only yesterday we were planning the Harrington job.” “We spent three weeks planning that one.” She snickered. “You had him convinced everything was still going as planned, even as it was falling apart.” He chuckled. She sighed again. “That’s only because he wanted to believe me.” He looked over at her and bit his lip. “You know he…?” He let a question hang unasked. “Of course.” She answered, looking a bit melancholy. A moment of silence hung o the air. “Did you know he thought you and me a thing behind his back?” She looked at him in surprise. “Wha-“ “Yup.” He chuckled again. “I told him he was crazy.” She shook her head. “Come on, you two have always been my little brothers. That’d just be weird.” “Ya.” He agreed, his eyes lingered on her for a moment as she laughed. He looked back out towards the school and a silence hung in the air. “I miss him too.” He said after a few moments. She made a noncommittal noise, but he knew her well enough to understand it. The three of them had become a family in those few short years. “Should we..?” She asked as she picked up the binoculars, but not looking through them. This time he shook his head. “We both agreed this is the best place for him. He’s always looked up to heroes more then either of us.” She smirked. “He’s always been nicer then us too.” Elizabeth gave a deep sigh and stood up to stretch. She looked down at her adopted brother. “I guess we should get going.” Richard nodded solemnly and stood to join her, picking up the binoculars as he did so. Using them he looked out at the campus of Claremont Academy. He could make out the buildings and quickly zeroed in on the dorm. They knew which widow was Leon’s room, the light behind the curtain muted and faint. Lowering the binoculars he paused a moment then set them down again. If their brother came, he’d see them and know they still had his back. Even if he was a hero and they were still criminals. Family was family, and you didn’t turn your back on family. A lone pair of binoculars sat alone on an empty roof as the night settled over the city.
  5. Paper / Leon Rooftops A lone figure sat on the roof of a house. In the distance, the grounds of a very private school were visible. The figure set a pair of binoculars down and drew her legs up to hug them, resting her chin thoughtfully on her knees. The setting sun accented her short red hair and made her green eyes shimmer. “He missed our weekly meet up.” Elizabeth said without looking at the new arrival as he walked across the roof to join her. “I know.” A young man with shoulder length blonde hair replied as he stood beside her. “We both knew this would start happening eventually.” “But this soon?” “Leon was always more outgoing then us. Never takes him long to find friends, or trouble.” Richard’s smile was faint, but it reached his blue eyes as he looked out at the distant school. “I know.” The young girl sighed. The young man smiled down at her and sat down beside her. “Seems like only yesterday we were planning the Harrington job.” “We spent three weeks planning that one.” She snickered. “You had him convinced everything was still going as planned, even as it was falling apart.” He chuckled. She sighed again. “That’s only because he wanted to believe me.” He looked over at her and bit his lip. “You know he…?” He let a question hang unasked. “Of course.” She answered, looking a bit melancholy. A moment of silence hung o the air. “Did you know he thought you and me a thing behind his back?” She looked at him in surprise. “Wha-“ “Yup.” He chuckled again. “I told him he was crazy.” She shook her head. “Come on, you two have always been my little brothers. That’d just be weird.” “Ya.” He agreed, his eyes lingered on her for a moment as she laughed. He looked back out towards the school and a silence hung in the air. “I miss him too.” He said after a few moments. She made a noncommittal noise, but he knew her well enough to understand it. The three of them had become a family in those few short years. “Should we..?” She asked as she picked up the binoculars, but not looking through them. This time he shook his head. “We both agreed this is the best place for him. He’s always looked up to heroes more then either of us.” She smirked. “He’s always been nicer then us too.” Elizabeth gave a deep sigh and stood up to stretch. She looked down at her adopted brother. “I guess we should get going.” Richard nodded solemnly and stood to join her, picking up the binoculars as he did so. Using them he looked out at the campus of Claremont Academy. He could make out the buildings and quickly zeroed in on the dorm. They knew which widow was Leon’s room, the light behind the curtain muted and faint. Lowering the binoculars he paused a moment then set them down again. If their brother came, he’d see them and know they still had his back. Even if he was a hero and they were still criminals. Family was family, and you didn’t turn your back on family. A lone pair of binoculars sat alone on an empty roof as the night settled over the city.
  6. Paper nodded at Outrider and looked at Muirne giving her a nod as well. “Watch the screen, I’ll signal you.” He slipped away from the girls and circled around to the back of building, the girls could watch him as his paper bird/phone followed him. At the rear exit he eyed the door carefully. Pulling a few pieces of paper from his hip sheath and approached it. They could see him probing the door gaps for a few moments.
  7. Search check: 21 Disable Device: 13 HP reroll: 22
  8. GM Nightscale’s sight doesn’t reveal anything within the large room. Dust covers everything showing the only active up here is from paw prints. This is punctuated by the brief glimpse something the size of a small dog or large cat slinking behind a mostly shattered crate. The big man made a rough sound that it may have taken them a moment to realize was a laugh. “MAsteR saYs ChaRLes iS mAsTEr’s eYes.” Brute says as the metal steps creak under his weight. The stairs descend down several feet into what appears to be an old service tunnel. A single strand of small bare bulbs are all the light to be seen running its length. Old pipes run along the walls, among the long faded lettering one could make out the word ‘STEAM’ and arrows marking flow direction. It seems like there is barely enough room for Brute the make his way, but those following him can manage easily. Inside the tunnel the air is dusty, but not stale like one one expect in such an old tunnel. It’s difficult to see around their ‘guide’ at first, but after several dozen yards it opens up as it connects with another smaller tunnel, the two merging into one larger tunnel. The smaller tunnel is unlit and any one of the heroes could fit (albeit, sans armor), but they can see a few dozen more yards and the pipes disappear into a wall. Set into the wall are a set of old, metal double doors, a thread of light shining through the gaps around them. Entering the larger tunnel Brute seems to start humming off key, heading straight for the doors.
  9. Chimera Chimera was tense the entire time they were following Brute through the alleys. When he finally stopped in front of a couple doors she was ready to spring. Unfortunately, the building seemed abandoned. She followed the big man inside with the others, trying to look around for more trouble. When Brute reveals a set of stairs leading down into who-knows-what, she looks at the others. “Is Charles his master?” She wondered. Outrider seemed to be willing to take the lead as she followed Brute down the stairs.When she looked at Shooting Star she saw the message on her upheld phone. She pulled out her own phone, typed a reply and held it up. [Might help to separate. Looks like we’re going down lower.]
  10. Leon thanked Muirne as he watched the screen on her phone. He gave her an an approving nod when she switch to calling him Paper. Code names from here on would be a smart move. He gave El a quick glance when she mentioned not having a phone of her own. “Need to get you one when we get back.” When she asked about his old job he gave her a mischievous grin and turned his attention back to the video. “I‘ll tell you later. Just add it to the list.” He chuckled as he watched. He looked for hostiles and hostages as his paper bird continued its circuit of the exterior windows. Paper thinks about it for a moment as he watches the video, then nods. “Ya, I think I can.” He looks between the girls. “If you two are sure you want to draw their attention.” “And Shadowborne’s right, hero names from here on.” He adds as he has his paper bird crests the roof on its final leg around the building, just to get a peek up there.
  11. Paper is still 10 built as 8, but if you would like to have him follow up with Outrider I think he’d be happy to join. Would have offered Chimera but she’s still only 7.
  12. Leon chuckled as Brobee tried to help, spilling more honey on itself, until suddenly the ripple of lightning started acting up. From the lightning ‘door’ emerged a walking bus of a robot and Leon had a bad feeling about it. A feeling he felt confirmed when the noisy mechanized humanoid leveled an open palm at the small gathering around the time machine. Paper had seen enough old sci-fi movies and reacted almost instinctively. He didn’t have much loose paper on him, but it would have to be enough. He pulled a hand full of loose index-sized sheets from his pockets and they stiffened under his power, gaining razor sharp edges. He was tensed to throw them when the bee girl, Melissa he thought her name was, flew out to talk to it, followed by the other girl he didn’t know. “Damn it!” He thought. “They’re gonna get squished!” Leon pulled his arm back to throw but stopped in surprise. The thing actually started talking back. Paper lowered his hand, but kept the papers ready as it seemed to not be as hostile as he had first assumed. He kinda suspected Davyd was a little… off, but he gave Ryder the side eye as he seemed to be taking this all in way too jovial a manner. Maybe talking to all those bugs too long had given him a complex as well. When a new voice piped up from the mecha stepped forward and raised his own voice. “If you’re looking for the Jules Verne reject, he’s with a couple of the adults. But before we tell you where, how bout you tell us why you’re so keen on findin him? In fact, How bout you step out of the tin can and we do this face to face?”
  13. Leon eyed the building, noting the obsidian covering the lower windows. He didn’t like all the armed men he saw moving around. He shook his head at El. “We need to be sneaky until we get inside. Normally I’d say we look for a fire exit or garage door. But this time I think we need to scout ahead.” Reaching into his jacket he holds a hand out of the girls. “Let me see one of your phones.” Pulling his own out he accepts lone of the other’s. Using their phone he video calls his own and hands it back. “Hold on to this for a minute. I use to use this trick with my siblings when we, ah, worked a job.” He admitted as he pull paper from his back pack. Wrapping it around the phone he tossed it lightly into the air. With a quiet rustle of paper the ball of paper unfurled into a paper bird that flew off towards the second floor of the police station. On the phone the girls had they could see the video from the camera on Leon’s phone as it moved to look inside, window by window.
  14. Paper/Leon - 12 Party Rocking - 2 There Will Be Bees - 6 The Obsidian Prison: The Petty Tyrant - 4 Blackstaff/Christopher - 0 (+4/GM) Chimera/Jennifer - 4 Breaking the Bastion - 2 Back Alley Brawl - 2 GM - 2 (for Blackstaff) Back Alley Brawl - 2
  15. Gotcha. I keep making that mistake. Melee attack: 20
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