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Chimera Chimera tilted her head a little as she regarded the younger man. Basement. Monsters. Creepy mas-! She snapped her finger. “Oh ya! I remember that.” She gave a small shiver. “Thankfully I have run into that… man(?), again” Chimera shook her head and looked at him again. “Nightscale.” She nodded. “Chimera.” She offered her hand. “Let’s do this quickly. All that noise should have the police responding soon.” ***** The Lost and Forgotten was even creepier blow decks. It was dim and not for the first time Chimera wished the symbiote could help with that. Instead, she pulled out her phone and used the flashlight to read some of the crates. They listed their contents as imported bananas, but the smell hanging in the stale air of the hold suggested otherwise. She wasn’t sure how far into the hold they had walked before she stopped and panned around with her phone’s light. “I guess we should check at least one crate.” She glanced at Nightscale.
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Predator The fingers of her armor were designed to relay touch pressure. This allowed her to easily locate the proper wires. It only took a moment after that and the Beetle’s engine growled grumpily to life. Tapping the dash, the needle on the gas gauge wavered only a little. She pulled up some information on her screen. “I believe there is enough fuel to get us to our destination and possibly back to the landing field.” Predator stood up. “Of course that depends on the several factors outside our control.” She turned back to Echohead. “So, do you wish to be in charge of driving? I can ride shotgun, as it were.”
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It is a portal effect so I’m gonna say Diamondlight and Detective Pascal were in range. Detective Ramsey is standing on Pascal’s other side putting her just out of range. Nightscale is grappling the suspect so they’re both out of range. @Supercape if you want to roll a Ref save to avoid being drawn in you can. DC15 like AA said. Pascal is paralyzed so he auto-fails and goes along for the ride. @Avenger Assembled you can post IC as soon as Supes rolls
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No, it’s a mental power if it matters.
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Can I take 10 for a 20? She has Disable Device under her Skill Mastery if it helps.
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Sure
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Predator As the plane came to a stop on the empty runway Jean once more donned her armor. She understood the pilot’s reasoning and agreed with their decision to stay with the aircraft. Predator emerged from the plane behind Echohead. The smooth polished surface of the helmet reflected the grim state of their surroundings while the suit’s ventilation filtered out the ashy residual. Sensors told her they were alone for now. “So it is.” Predator’s voice came from helmet’s external speaker as she looked out at the distant volcano. “Hopefully it remains quiet during our visit.” Her steps on the tarmac were whisked away in the emptiness of the strip. The map was open on one of her internal monitors, their destination pinned. They just needed a mode of transportation. /1976 Volkswagen Beetle-/ She dismissed the rest of the information her AI was pulling up on the car. Instead, she regarded the small car for a moment and nodded. “Cynthia, pull the wiring diagram for this vehicle.” She requested as she approached the Beetle. Opening the hood she scanned the engine. Satisfied she closed it again and moved around to the driver’s door and opened it. She bent in to reach the wiring under the steering column, her armored tail flicking side to side as she worked.
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What kind of roll would you like to try to hotwire the car?
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Guess I’ll roll for NPC initiative: 26 We can pick that up now. Homeless woman attacked Nightscale attacked Sea Devil goes next Diamondlight after that After that NPCs 26 Sea Devil 23 Nightscale 14 Diamondlight 8 Sound right to everyone?
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@Nerdzul 20 does hit. Only just, so no atuo-fire bonus. You have successfully grabbed her. @Avenger Assembled You can go now if you like.
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Chimera As she approached the sea vessel the dragon cast a shadow over her as it headed towards the dock. In one hand it held the mercenary, Gasman, and with its other it seemed to be waving her down. She pulled up as it pasted her, turned and followed it back down. Landing, it released Gasman and its body melted in on itself until a young man stood where the giant creature once had. “That he is.” Chimera agreed, she gave a small shiver at the memory of the night in the graveyard. Something about the young man was familiar, but she was distracted as Blowfish ran up totting what she was beginning to suspect was his signature sub-machine gun. She rolled her eyes. “I want nothing to do with this conversation.” She said dismissively to Gasman and Blowfish before turning her attention to the young man that had been a dragon only moments ago. “We’ll…” She suddenly realized she had no idea how to address him. “…ah, you.” Nailed it, she mentally facepalmed. “If you’re still up for it. I say we find out just what is so important about this ship’s cargo.”
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@Nerdzul A roll of 1-10 on second roll get the +10. Sobb be that’s a 29 for Nightscale. So as it stands: Diamondlight - saved Sea Devil - failed and slowed Nightscale - saved Det Pascal - failed and paralyzed Det Ramsey - saved @Avenger Assembled @Nerdzul Sea Devil and Nightscale can act before she can.
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If it was a manipulation thing I could have seen full immunity, but this is like the old ‘predator paralyzing it’s prey by force of will’ cliche.
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Chimera Chimera frowned at Blowfish. She really shouldn’t be surprised by this. He hadn’t become what he is by underestimating things, or being honest about his intentions. She shook her head. “Just see to him. I’m going back up to check for myself.” Her wings spread again. “After that, we’ll figure out the what to do. Which will most likely involve consoling the authorities.” Chimera crouched for a moment, then with a strong flap, she surged back into the air. She twisted and turned towards the deck of the ship. Aiming for the cargo doors that would let her access the hold. She had to admit, the tail did make it easier to maneuver in air.
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Predator “Yes, as long as it functions, I believe I can survive without iced champagne.” Jean chuckled just a little at the cliche reference, then glanced back at Echohead and raise sand eyebrow. “Is everything okay?” She asked with obvious concern. “While I am not personally experienced in their matters, I have worked with others in the past with mental powers. I am aware they can be highly taxing at times.” She crossed the cabin and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Do not push yourself too far. Mental wounds can take longer to heal than physical ones. Rest while you can, I plan to do the same until we land.” She gave him a nod and turned back to return to her seat.
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Leon rubbed his cheek and worked his jaw. The blow had stung a lot, but he’d been hit harder before. He eyed the biker as the man high-fived one of his friends and laughed. Just because he lost fair and square, didn’t mean he had to be happy about it. Leon looked back at Luke and the leader. “No offense taken.” He said, but Luke could tell Leon was about as happy as a wet cat. But at the offer of a drink on then big man Leon’s demeanor did a 180 and he perked up. “Don’t mind if we do-“ Non-alcoholic. “Oh.” He added with obvious disappointment. Leon sighed, but shrugged and smirked. “Free drink, is a free drink.” He chuckled and waved over at Lacey. “Two of your biggest chocolate milkshakes.” He flashed a boyish grin. “Next best thing. Fight me if you think I’m wrong.” He chuckled. “But fair warning, I’ll defend myself this time.” That drew a good natured laugh from the bikers and everyone else in the diner visibly relaxed. The tension in the building had broken and things seemed to settle. The boys ate their lunch and teased each other over what had happened. As they finished and paid, Lacey thanked them for not starting an actual fight in the diner. The leader of the bikers warned Luke with a knowing smirk that he’d be looking forward to a rematch next time they ran into each other. As they left the diner Leon spotted a cat sitting by the dumpster watching them. “Tell her I miss her.” He said to it, then glanced at Luke. “I just assume every cat reports back to her.” He grinned and chuckled. “My turn to drive.” ooc: hmm, gonna have to think on it.
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@Avenger Assembled Hmm, I hadn’t considered that. Thinking about it though, her mind would be alien enough. Think a +5 bonus and she can’t be more then slowed would be fitting?
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Chimera Chimera landed. Her wings closing, but not going away. Her tail flicking in agitation. “No, I haven’t found out what’s on board.” She snapped angrily. “Beanpole’s been shot. He’s stable but he’ll need proper attention.” Chimera opens the back door of Blowfish’s car and carefully settles Beanpole inside. Closing the door she turns on the gangster. “You didn’t tell me you had people up there with explosives. If you had sunk that ship and anyone died, we would be having a very different conversation.” She said firmly.
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Predator Jean had spent the flight reviewing what intelligence she could on the island. She had attempted to access several restricted data bases, but had come up with little to show. “Mr Cardenas had apparently initiated an attempt at harnessing the geothermal potential of the local geographic region. After some initial ‘buzz’ surrounding it information becomes scarce.” That alone raised red flags as far as she was concerned. The island was small and remote enough that it attracted little outside attention aside from the volcanic incident. Perfect for hiding something from the eyes of the world at large. Dreamcatcher leaned back in her seat. She had dismissed her armor for the sack of convenience only once onboard the plane. She looked across the cabin at the others. “Plymouth may technically be the capital, but most government and business centers have move north to Brades, which is near the the new airport.” She stood and move to a monitor mounted in the cabin wall. Pulling up a map of the island she pointed out the airport built after the old one was shutdown. It was just east of Brades. She indicated other points of interest, including the estimated location of Cardenas’ supposed geothermal project. “That, I think, will be our best lead. But, as we are working as representatives of a US agency we should check in with local authorities before proceeding. They may have relevant information.” She sounded a little agitated and her tail swished in anticipation behind her. She regarded Echo for a moment over her shoulder. “That may prove very useful. If one drone was in use, in all likelihood there may be others.” She tapped the end of muzzle thoughtfully. “If it is not a problem for you. Keep your, ah, mind aware of your surroundings.” She tried to sound professional but there was some obvious uncertainty, like she wasn’t sure exactly how to phrase it. She returned her attention to the map again, looking contemplatively for a moment. “Were you able to secure ground transport for us?” She asked, turning looking at Echo. “If not, I’m sure we can secure something on site.”
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GM Sea Devil’s cries of challenge echo around the small clearing, sending birds scattering from nearby branches. The two detectives swept their weapons around. Tension hung in the air for several long seconds. Detective Ramsey stepped over to the dog’s remains and crouched to examine it himself. Small metal tags were splashed with old red. The wound on its throat was clear, but not as big and nasty as the last human victim. Detective Pascal frowned. “We’ll have animal control recover the remains once we secure the area. They’ll notify the owner.” He said calmly but he obviously couldn’t look at it for too long either. Just as it seems nothing is to come of it… The scent for the ‘desire for blood’ swells and thickens to Nightscale’s nose… Diamondlight can feel a disturbance in the light nearby, light something is bending it… Subtle vibrations through the ground reach Sea Devil as her tremorsense warn her of something’s approach… All three can sense the general direction. For those that can smell it, the scent of blood drifts in on the breeze. A moment later the sound of movement in the brush attracts even the detectives and the duo bring their weapons up. “FCPD! Come out with your hands were we can see them!” Pascal yells. A patch of space across the clearing seems to shift, a moment later it shimmers and a ragged young woman stands just inside the clearing. Nightscale recognizes her as the homeless looking woman he saw earlier. Her narrowed gaze slides over each of them and something heavy presses down on their will.
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@Nerdzul @Avenger Assembled @Supercape Will saves DC22 Detective Pascal: 17 Detective Ramsey: 23 edit: sorry, should state this is an ranged area effect Paralysis
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Predator will try to track down any intelligence on activities in the island as well as records of ‘Mr Cardonas’s’ travel to and from the island, and his activities on the island if possible. She would hope that she can request some info from AEGIS. The rest she’ll probably have to hunt for on her own, with her AI helper. Still haven’t added that damned feat to her sheet. So I guess it’s a Computer check with a -5 penalty again. If she has time to take 20 that would be a 25. If not I can roll. Also, are we going with a less devastated version of the island? I only ask cause I was looking at the wiki page.
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Chimera Chimera narrowed her eyes at Gas Man. “Don’t try to turn this around on us.” She pointed an accusing finger at the man. “We-“ She hesitated. “I have no desire for whatever is on this ship.” She gave the dragon a side-eyed look. Blowfish hadn’t mentioned anything about blowing up the boat. Of course, if he really thought Max has a vested interest in the ship she couldn’t deny the gangster might try something extreme. “This whole night is starting to smell fishy.” Chimera bit her lip behind her mask then looked back up at the dragon again. “I think I can move him.” Something about the dragon gave her the feeling she could trust it. ”Don’t let him ‘accidentally’ sink the ship.” Maybe she can have a word with Blowfish while she was at it, she thought as she turned to carefully scoop up Beanpole. She looked back at Gas Man. She wanted to say something but she couldn’t think of a sound argument. Instead, her wings grew and spread. A tail grew again. Seriously, where did that come from? A few steps, a powerful sweep of the wings and she was soaring over the dock, Beanpole clutched to her chest… again. She banked and angled down into a spiral, aiming for Blowfish’s collected cars.
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Leon smiled down at Neko. The irony of their ages was never an issue between them. He actually thought it was funny sometimes. He gave a small chuckle. “It’s not much, but ya it’s honest work.” He knew she wanted him to make a good first impression. Erik’s response though caused him to give the rear view mirror a raised eyebrow and a small grin. “Oh? I can spin a tale to impress a girl.” He joked and gave a little shrug. “Not a big sports guy, but I play a little ball with friends. Don’t get me wrong, I can appreciate the effort they put in. Just not a big deal to me. Now, I’m always down for some putt-putt and bowling.” He laughed. “Seriously though, I do enjoy rock climbing, some gymnastics and a little parkour.”
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With Neko’s warmth beside him Leon relaxed a little. He had to respect Erik’s response and even smirked a little at the ‘self-preservation’ crack. “Self-preservation? I’m pretty sure I only got a C+ in that class.” He grinned. “It only came in handy but so often in the old line of work. Come to think of it, a lot of possible future work doesn’t exactly emphasize it.” Leon chuckled. “About me? Hmm.” Leon tilted his head a little, looking thoughtful. “I could probably spin some bit about misguided youth, or falling into a bad crowd.” He waved a hand absently. “But I’m not gonna lie, I knew what I was up to. Me, my brother and sister, we did what we thought we had to to survive.” He looked up at Erik’s reflection in the rearview mirror. “No one was looking out for us but each other. We were ones the system failed. So we ran.” Leon looked away, out the window at the passing buildings. “After a few years, I thought I was untouchable.” He gave a short laugh that spoke volumes and allowed the disguise of his paper arm to fade, revealing its true nature. He flexed the fingers of his paper hand. “Universe proved me wrong.” He sighed, looked back at Neko and smiled. “But you know, can’t hit the jackpot if you’re not willing to gamble.” He leaned in to touch foreheads with Neko, before he gave the rearview mirror a grin. “Course, I still prefer it when I can stack the deck in my favor.”
