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Wonder takes a seat, a perfect gentleman. "Yes, please. I prefer it straight." He looks around the house, trying to gauge the nature of both old and new occupant. As more a pleasantry than anything else, he says, "You have a lovely home. You and your sister must have minded it." When his tea comes in, he thanks her politely before he speaks again. "I'm sorry to bring up these painful memories. My sister passed away a few years ago," he admitted unguardedly, "and I know how difficult this can be. I wouldn't be here if I wasn't concerned."

"I have evidence of a connection between Valkyrie and your sister's death. Not a direct one, mind, but evidence that the two were...related. May I come inside? I doubt this is the sort of thing you want discussed where your neighbors can see."

"I have evidence of a connection between Valkyrie and your sister's death. Not a direct one, mind, but evidence that the two were...related. May I come inside? I doubt this is the sort of thing you want discussed where your neighbors can see."

"That's what I heard," Wonder agreed. "But I think something else might have been involved. Are you familiar with Valkyrie?"

"That's what I heard," Wonder agreed. "But I think something else might have been involved. Are you familiar with Valkyrie?"

"I'm Captain Wonder," he says, trying not to make it sound obvious. "I'm investigating Rose Newell's death. I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner; I spoke first with her former employers at Millenium." He studies the young lady, trying to get an understanding of her motives. "She and I shared an interest in comic books...and a common enemy." He finally touches down as he finishes, still quite tall on the ground, especially in the boots.

"I'm Captain Wonder," he says, trying not to make it sound obvious. "I'm investigating Rose Newell's death. I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner; I spoke first with her former employers at Millenium." He studies the young lady, trying to get an understanding of her motives. "She and I shared an interest in comic books...and a common enemy." He finally touches down as he finishes, still quite tall on the ground, especially in the boots.

Author's Note: Captain Wonder thinks everyone not obviously acting like a Superhero is obviously a civilian. This may well include people with assault rifles, and it definitely includes damsels in distress in the clutches of demonesses. Disclaimer: Captain Wonder is not responsible for any misinterpretations made by people who speak modern superhero rather than his archiac lingo. :D

Author's Note: Captain Wonder thinks everyone not obviously acting like a Superhero is obviously a civilian. This may well include people with assault rifles, and it definitely includes damsels in distress in the clutches of demonesses. Disclaimer: Captain Wonder is not responsible for any misinterpretations made by people who speak modern superhero rather than his archiac lingo. :D

"Good afternoon, miss," says Wonder reassuringly. He keeps his manner dignified and grave, befitting a house where there has been a death in the not-too-recent past. "I'm here about Rose Lovell. May I come in?"

"Good afternoon, miss," says Wonder reassuringly. He keeps his manner dignified and grave, befitting a house where there has been a death in the not-too-recent past. "I'm here about Rose Lovell. May I come in?"

Ever the direct hero, Wonder lands at the front door without bothering to conceal his approach and knocks firmly. He's on official business, after all, and the knowledge that the former occupant of this house is part of the mystery gives him confidence as he knocks.

Ever the direct hero, Wonder lands at the front door without bothering to conceal his approach and knocks firmly. He's on official business, after all, and the knowledge that the former occupant of this house is part of the mystery gives him confidence as he knocks.

Zoom! Ah, the difficulties of investigating when you have no investigate. =D

Zoom! Ah, the difficulties of investigating when you have no investigate. =D

OK: All-Out Attacking (for non-lethal) A grapple check (and what a grapple check!) Wonder currently has Flight 3, Super-Strength 3 allocated.

OK: All-Out Attacking (for non-lethal) A grapple check (and what a grapple check!) Wonder currently has Flight 3, Super-Strength 3 allocated.

Wonder takes this opportunity to spring into action. He rockets into the air and slugs the demoness grappling with Quick Silver, then wraps his arm around her scaly neck. Pulling mightily, he shouts "Star! Save the civilian first! Red, give me some covering fire! Keep their attention away from the buildings!"

Wonder takes this opportunity to spring into action. He rockets into the air and slugs the demoness grappling with Quick Silver, then wraps his arm around her scaly neck. Pulling mightily, he shouts "Star! Save the civilian first! Red, give me some covering fire! Keep their attention away from the buildings!"

Where do I go from here? Only the ST knows for sure...

Where do I go from here? Only the ST knows for sure...

Wonder nods, then smiles a little. "I'll make sure it makes for a great story," he promises, before flying off into the sky towards the address suggested to him by Gizotti.

Wonder nods, then smiles a little. "I'll make sure it makes for a great story," he promises, before flying off into the sky towards the address suggested to him by Gizotti.

"We need to catch one alive," said Wonder thoughtfully, seemingly unmoved by Star's apparant telepathy. "We need to find out who they're working for, and thus where we can draw from their strengths. If it's the Host of Nylarthotep, naturally we'll need cold iron in the shape of Hephastus' Fury, and so on..." It's a surprising bit of demonic erudition, at least for a guy whose main contribution to the fight so far has been punching things. "And if none of us can do that, I think I know someone who can."

"We need to catch one alive," said Wonder thoughtfully, seemingly unmoved by Star's apparant telepathy. "We need to find out who they're working for, and thus where we can draw from their strengths. If it's the Host of Nylarthotep, naturally we'll need cold iron in the shape of Hephastus' Fury, and so on..." It's a surprising bit of demonic erudition, at least for a guy whose main contribution to the fight so far has been punching things. "And if none of us can do that, I think I know someone who can."