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I suppose so, jolly good show

"Lukos, its a pleasure". There was a brief pause, and as she listened, Aurora cought the first sounds of an approaching vehical, followed shortly by the flashing blue lights of a police cruiser, out on patrol, just as Lukos had said that it would. Aurora stood as an observer as her companion began inspecting the unconcious boy at their feet, moving with a casual ease, like he already knew exactly what he was looking for. One after another, he produced a wallet, belonging to a woman if the ID was anything to go by,which he followed up with by displaying the weapon with which another crime had been commited, bludgoning a senior citizen. She could still see the blood, reflecting slightly as the flashing lights of the law enforcment appraoched. Taking his leave, explaining a preferance to avoid contact with the cops, Lukos vanished off into the night. Aurora stood there a moment longer, considering things over. Somehow, she'd never thought that facing crime would entail such up close contact with its grittyer elements. It was childish, in hindsight, for her to think otherwise. And yet, as she lifted off into the night, wanting nothing more to do with these brutes, she sensed that this dark underbelly, as repulsive as she found it to be, was something that she would have to accept as a reality.

Aurora reporting for deuty sir, ready willing and able

Aurora smiled a little, feeling reassured that there would be police along shortly, people who could get these guys where they needed to go, be it hospital or holding cell. I stand, brushing a loose hair from my face "Well, if thats the case, I guess I'd like to say my work here is done, but in all honesty, It looks like you had everything under control without my help" I give kind of an awakword laugh, not really used to acting 'in character' for being a hero, holding the aura of confidence and bravado. Its not as easy as it looks. I still feel a little silly putting the costume on. So right about now, Im mostly trying to make the super equivilent of small talk, something Im not great at even out of costume. Hopefully it dosnt sound as stupid to him as it does to me "Im Aurora by the way, since we havnt really been introduced yet"

Aurora felt her head spin, and was overwhelemed with a ravenious appitite. Out of the air came auromas of sweet baked pies, hearty cooked sides of beef, fragile creams and sweets. It ensnared her senses and nearly kncoked her off her feet as her senses cried out to have their appitites fulfilled. Her eyes turned to Divine, licking her lips as she savored the oncoming meal. But some part of her mind registered that this was wrong, that these feelings were a miss. And that part struggled, striking back against the aching famine she felt. Her vision blured for a moment, and her senses returned to her, leaving only a foul taste in her mouth, like ash and mud. " I feel sick" she said, and after seeing the godchild in action and the brutality of her attack, even against a foul being, didnt do much to relieve the sensation of nausia. But, she would have time to feel sick later, when there wasnt fiends running about. Casting a hand towards the nearest demon, she gathered her cold once more "I hope you didnt give me a cold" before letting the creture from the pit have the full brunt of her ice. And proceded to once more shrug the ice off without effort, neither slowed nor defeated.

ice blast against the demon nearest moira. attack roll with ice blast against the demon (1d20+10=18) yay for a hit

Will save VS mind control (1d20+8=17) darn Hero point will save reroll. (1d20+8=10) becomes 18+2=20

Spending a hero point to power stunt Damage 10 (Extra: Area (Shapeable)) **D** ***** **D** *DM** *A*** targeting the blue squares. DC 20 reflex. DC 25 toughness.

To say that Aurora felt a bit of the wind disappear from her sails was more than a small understatment as she watched the demon casually eat her artic gale as if it we're a snow cone. She doubted if it even got a bit of brainfeeze. As the hellspawn rushed her, she only just managed to avoid getting chewed on herself. As Moira proceeded to casually splatter one of the demons all over the wall. Ducking down, Aurora placed a hand on the floor, causing ice to quickly form, spreading outwords. Directed by her will, it quickly encroached on the halway, before suddenly causing dozens of rasor sharp icicles to form from the ground, raising up like a wall of spears to impale the demons. The demon nearest to her was struck several times by the icy spears. The further ones saw the wave of ice heading for them and managed to avoid the effect to some effect, their hides causing the icicles to shatter against them. Not bad for an ice cream, she thought with a smirk.

Will save vs fear (DC 15) (1d20+8=22)

Aurora felt a sesne of guilt creeping into her stormach and latching on to her chest with a vice grip, and it only felt worse as she looked the kid over. He was a lot younger looking now that the fight was over. THank heavens his condition was stable, for now anyway. She thought about trying to patch him up here, but that could only lead to more trouble. In short, this looked like a job for a paramedic, not a college girl in longjohns. Crap, How is this supposed to work? Ring ring 'hello, 911' 'ya, I battered up some punk kid pretty bad while he was trying to attack this guy in a gasmask.' That sounded believable. I bet the feedom league dosnt have to go through this kind of trouble. When The stranger retuned from inteogating the caged guy, Aurora turned to him, a bit of a grim look on her face, the guilt she was feeling almost pouring off in waves. She'd never really thought about how she'd have to end up hurting people in this line of work. "He's pretty banged up, worse than Im comfortable trying to handle on my own. He needs to see a doctor, and preferably sooner than later." I incline my head towards the ice prison and its occupant "What about him, anything interesting to say?"

A project I was working on over spring break. Feeling that my character creation skills could use some work, I did my best to make a more effecient, effectice character while still sticking to the original idea. I built this character as a Spiderman expy, nothing to complicated. Overall Im pretty happy with it, and was hoping some of the more experienced players wouldnt mind lending me, a lowly n00b, the benefit of their wisdom. I seek to learn at the feet of the masters. PL 6 Stats: 0+0+4+0+4+2 = 10pp Str: 18 (+4) Dex: 18 (+4) Con: 14 (+2) Int: 10 (+0) Wis: 14 (+2) Cha: 12 (+1) Combat: 12+8 = 20pp Attack: +6 Grapple: +10/+13 Defense: +6 (+2 flat-footed) Knockback: -3 Initiative: +4 Saves: 0+0+0 = 0pp Toughness: +6 (+2 Con, +4 other) Fortitude: +2 (+2 Con, +0) Reflex: +4 (+4 Dex, +0) Will: +2 (+2 Wis, +0) Skills: 32r = 8pp Acrobatics 8 (+12) Bluff 4 (+5) Notice 8 (+10) Search 4 (+4) Stealth 8 (+12) Feats: 8pp Acrobatic Bluff Defensive roll 4 Dodge focus 2 Grappling finesse Powers: 0+0+0 = 42pp Additional Limbs 3 (4 additional arms; Extras: None; Flaws: none; Power Feats: none; Drawbacks: none) [3pp] Enhanced dexterity 8 (name/descriptor; Extras: none; Flaws: none; Power Feats: none; Drawbacks: none) [8pp] Enhanced Strength 8 (name/descriptor; Extras: none; Flaws: none; Power Feats: none; Drawbacks: none) [8pp] Leaping 2 (name/descriptor; Extras: none; Flaws: none; Power Feats: none; Drawbacks: none) [2pp] Snare 6 (name/descriptor; Extras: none; Flaws: none; Power Feats: Alternate power, Tether; Drawbacks: none) [14pp] AP: Trip 6 (name/descriptor; Extras: none; Flaws: none; Power Feats: Improved Trip; Drawbacks: none) Super movement (wall crawling 2, swinging) (name/descriptor; Extras: none; Flaws: none; Power Feats: none; Drawbacks: none) [6pp] Super-Senses 1 (Danger Sense [mental]) (name/descriptor; Extras: none; Flaws: none; Power Feats: none; Drawbacks: none) [1pp] Drawbacks: 0+0+0 = 0pp none DC Block: Snare---16/reflec---snare Unarmed attack---19/toughness---brusied Costs: Abilities (12) + Combat (20) + Saves (00) + Skills (8) + Feats (8) + Powers (42) - Drawbacks (00) = 90pp

Medicen roll to determin the thugs condition. (1d20+15=23)

"oopse" Was about all aurora could say. She'd intended to put the guy out off the fight, but she hadnt been expecting him to get catapulted halfway accrost freedom. She saw the other combatant make quick, and rather brutal work, of the other thugs. As the last one hit the ground, everything went still for a few moments. THe gas masked wonder breaks the silence with a rather rude comment. Aurora would be the first to admit that she'd overdone it with the poor guy, but scolding her wasnt going to help much. At least he amitted she wasnt alone when it came to overkill. Anyway, it was in self defense here, so neither of them could really feel to bad about knocking these goons around. Live and learn. "Ya, I guess that was a bit overboard, but I swear I wasnt trying to hit him that hard. Better make sure the guys ok." Aurora commented with just a touch of embaressment. "You want to talk to the guy in the cage? Make sure he dosnt have any other buddies ready to jump out of nowhere". Floating downword till she was back on solid ground, Aurora walked over to the guy she'd knocked into the street, carefully looking him over to make sure that everything was still working. Winter can certainly be dangerious to the unprepared, and she wasnt about to let someone end up seriously hurt because of her slip up.

Attack roll for Drain toughness against demon. If successful, DC 20 Fort save vs toughness drain. (1d20+10=18)

With a satisfied grin, Aurora watched the hellspawn grow ridged as it iced over. A moment later, one of the girls broke from the crowd. Half punching, half tackling, she shattered the frozen fiend in one solid hit. Aurora blinked for a second, then smirked, giving an impressed whistle. Nothing like having a partner to watch your back. Taking her advise, Aurora flew over the crowd towards her. "Alright, sounds like a plan" the winter witch commented, gather the frost around her hands "I'll set them up, you knock them down." Taking aim at the nearest ceature, aurora aimed her hands at it and let out a blast of artic wind, hoping to chill the beast down till it could be shattered in one hit.

yes. I went home for spring break, and my internet connection there is terrible, so I couldnt really get online. Im sorry for not being able to post for the past week.

Edited post. Move action, raise up into the air, about 40 ft. Blast attack against the guy attempting to break the ice cage. taking 10+10=20 DC 25 fort save.

Paralyze against one of the demons that came out of the building Paralyze attack against demon (1d20+10=26) hit. DC 25 fort save/ slowed or paralyzed.

Aurora reeled a bit, having expeced to have left a slightly bigger impact. She moved to dive out of the way, intending to see if she could outmanuver the feind. But as the create bellowed in its range, wings thundering as it came words her, it jerked about, its path erratic and unstable, causing it to sail past her without making contact. Auora watched it sail past, feeling the air shudder with each wingbeat. But even as the first missed her, more erupted out of the dorm. Feeling her confidence fall, Aurora steeled herself, hoping that she'd have better luck against these ones than the first as she raised her fists, frost gathering around her hands as she took aim and let loose a bolt of ice and rime. The blow sturck home. THe words chill out came to mind but she resisted the temptation for puns as best she could.

knowledge (pop culture) DC15 (1d20+4=7) Failed the knowledge check. create object drop. DC 25 reflex, DC 25 toughness targeting each of the remaining bad guys.

One down Aurora thought, liting back upwords, hoping to stay safely out of range of the goons. probably being overly cautious, but better safe than clubbed upside the head with a blunt object. As she rose over the cage and got a clear view of the rest of the thugs. Three of them we're surrounding the gas masked wonder. Two more we're out cold on the ground already. Kids got some moves. Hell, maybe Im helping the wrong guy here. She hadnt a clue what kind of crazy kung fu he had going for him, but whatever it was, it seemed to be doing the trick. Looking down, Aurora spotted another one of the thugs trying to break the ice cage with a crowbar he dosnt seem to be making much progress, better keep it that way.. Pointing downword, aurora's palm glowed with a soft blue as a chilling bolt lanced out to hit the schoundral.

Raising an eyebrow, I cant help but giggle a little bit. Sweet cheeks? who says that anymore. More importantly, this is freedom city, captial of all sorts of super shinigans. When someone comes floating down out of they sky and tells you to leave the kid with the gasmask alone, you do it. Theres a time for false bravado, trying to save face in front of his homeies, but then theres a time to swollow your pride and surrender with a lot more of your digniry, and probably teeth as well. "Dont you know how it works bucky?" I smirk, raising a hand. The temperature around the man immeadiatly began dropping "If you want to play in the major leagues, you gotta work hard in the cages first". Around the thug, ice began forming, crystalizing and spreading as it grew up around him, forming a chainlink cage of ice around the brute.

"Now now boys, if your going to play rough then Someone might end up in time out so they can chill" I smirk, decending down into the ally from the rooftops. I was watching the scene unfold, at first just tailing this thug before one of his buddies called for help and the whole gang assembled to beat the snot out of some kid in a gasmask. Gotta love that goodwill towards men and everything. Not sure what the whole stoy is, or why the lone ranger here has a gas mask on. Makes me lucky I got a decent gimmick, I'd hate to be Misteress Miasma or something, I'd get laughed at everywhere I went.

Perhaps, due to some lingering desire to have been able to attend, I lingered above the dormatory for longer than strickly needed, watching the party unfold. Not exactly a fun experience, being a wallflower to a party in my own dorms. Looks like everyones having a great time, drinking, dancy, guys chatting up girls, girls acting like they're not interested, more drinking, stupid dares. The unmistakable discord that makes campus life so endearing. But then, above the clamor a scream raises. And then another. People start running, shouting, overturning tables. Somethings going down. I drop down towards the scene below trying to get a better look. Amid the teenage partygoers and upperclass men emerge these infernal brutes, skin glowing red, smelling of fire and brimstone, all claws and aggression. Truely, this is trouble. I take aim at the nearest brute as I pull out of my dive, not wanting to get to close to these things, stopping a good 50 ft away still as I let loose with a bolt of frost. "Hay guys, I know your here to party, and from the looks a thing you came from outta town, but Come on, if your gonna crash a party at least bring some booze" I taunt, trying to pump myself up. Most heros get to fight thugs or something when they get started. I dont even know what to call these things other than nasty.Lucky me.