TheAbsurdist

"Of... course you... would not... mind..." Laughing as he kept up the running, though it sounded, of course, breathless. He turned to her, and jogged backwards looking at her, as she was going slowly enough to allow him to do that. The partnership was working. She provided someone stunning on his arm frequently, and on a couple occasions as been able to flex her muscle on the more aggressive of the tabloid folk. It had been, thus far easy, while still allowing her a bit of leeway with her own thing. Like he had said. Though there were rumors that they were involved romantically, which he was enigmatic about, but then any chance he had to play the press he couldn't help but engage in. "Where were you thinking... of... going?"

Asad. 1d20+5=14

Notice Checks please.

Incoming. Combatant 1 Combatant 2

CAPED! ASAD Correction: "Unspent Power Points: 7" Should be: Unspent Power Points: 3

"I am a little pessimistic when it comes to the nature of others at times, too many bad experiences, and I do try to learn from past events. But..." and he paused then, a little dramatically, turning to the waitress and flirting with her as he ordered another coffee himself. His attention, invariably returned to Merge however, and he nodded to her, "You are right." Picking up his phone as it vibrated, and he looked at the screen. "And that is why I hired someone who hated me when were in school together, and pay her at a fixed rate with upsides that is higher than my salary. Like I said, I have an eye for talent. Appointment is made for thirty minutes from now." Arching a brow and grinning just a little bit as he looked at her sidelong and slyly.

"Dear, pointing that out often has the opposite effect, especially to someone who is lied to all day, everyday, by the sincerest of people. And all of whom have ample reason leave me to twist in the wind if it will serve their interests. So, I would advise not saying those sorts of things." His expression still mild, charming, not slipping in the slightest, not calling her a liar, just stating plainly that assuring him that she was honest would do little towards it's intended effect. "And surely you are not overly concerned about my assistant's opinion on you?"

essentially move action and open the back door, while yelling insults.

"Is that it? I thought you people were true believers! Can't you at least try harder!?" And with that he moved to the rear entrance. Half expecting an explosion or something else greeting him when he opened it. Bracing himself he opened the door, hoping they didn't have anything else that could impact him. He didn't expect to get this unscathed, but there was still a distinct chance it could happen, and he was going to hope that was the case. Pausing for a moment, and then opening the door then, waiting for the rocket, or the energy blast. "Helloooo OVERTHROW? I've got to straight slap the flavor out your mouths!"

Errant Power Level: 7/10 (105/152PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 47 In Brief: Refugee from New Freedom, thrust into the world on his own, trying to find his way, and answers to questions about his parents. Alternate Identity: Elias Silvestri (Birth name: Hector Aguayo III) Identity: Secret Birthplace: New Freedom Occupation: Student, Costumed Adventurer Affiliations: Claremont Family: Hector (Father, Haywire), 'Elizabeth' (Mother, Cattavaria), and 'Uncle' Corso (Courser) Description: Age: 16 Apparent Age: 16 Gender: Male Ethnicity: Causcasian [italian], Hispanic, Vietnamese. Height: 5'9 Weight: 154 Eyes: Hazel Hair: Shaved (Dark Brown) Errant is an austere fellow. His expression serious and severe, his eyebrows seemingly in a perpetual scowl. Though when he smiles it almost night and day in contrast, looking more his age when that is the case. He has an olive complexion, with startling contrasting eyes. Generally he keeps his hair buzzed or shaved off entirely. His clothes follow that utilitarian outlook. He wears the standard Claremont uniform. The only addition being a a full mask over his features, and the Israeli military boots. When he is not dressed as a Claremont uniform, and 'on duty' he favors clothes that blend in to his surroundings, and adopting a mask still, where necessary. Power Descriptions: His telepathic powers have little to no manifestation, and seem to be tied to his Ego and Super Ego. And seems to be far more refined versions of what his father had. Thus far his telekinetic powers manifestations have been more instinctual, relating to the id, thus far, existing as an additional passive sense. His ability to telekinetically parry is a refined defensive reaction to stimulus, it visually is represented as a localized distortion of force to intercept attacks. His powers are growing and evolving. After all the program's result was to breed someone with abilities that comprised both of his parents powers. Thus far he seems to have developed a more focused version of his father's abilities. Though refining his powers was not a goal of his mother as she raised him, afraid of the potential outcomes, however his telepathic powers arrived too early and too strongly to be denied. However, now that he is out in the world the changes are speeding up, as his preternatural prowess seems to let him adapt and seems to be related to whatever wiring in his mind that supplements his psionic powers. If not being derived from his mothers abilities. History: His backtory is tied, in part, to that of New Freedom, and to a large degree how the shadows of his parents decisions fell onto his life. His parents were selected by the Harper regime to be 'matched' so as to produce a child with a more likely chance to possess abilities. His father, Hector, was a Marxist revolutionary with fascist leanings who came from a family sympathetic to the Psions methods, and later was a loyal man for Jade Harper. His mother, Elena, was the daughter of a U.S. expatriate, and his Vietnamese wife, who fled to New Freedom during the late 60's. While Hector bought wholesale into Jade Harper's aims, Elizabeth's parents did not and that reflected on the girl, who managed to just pay lip service to the indoctrination desired by Harper. Eventually Elena and Hector were paired in the hopes they would bring forth children that would be possessed of useful abilities. Elena being an operative with considerable protential who adapted to the harsh realities of New Freedom, particularly after her parents' demise, and Hector one of the established stars of the new regime. Elena, had no desire to further these particular plans and desires of her superiors, even if it meant she didn't have to do missions. Fortunately for her, it seemed as those she was barren, and rather than terminate the marriage as a source of embarassment, it was allowed for Hector be allowed to dally, so as to not kill a resource like Elena. It was something Elena could contend with. That changed after the Terminus invasion. Something happened to Hector during that time, the specifics are unclear, but whatever Hector experienced changed him. Already something of a ruthless man, he became prone to psychotic rages, and became obsessed with continuing 'his line.' And saw Elena's inability to bear children as an affront to him. During that time Elena spent most of her time overseas, until it seemed as though her had calmed down. He waited for less than a week after she returned. The news of his wife's pregnancy seemed to calm him down tremendously, though he ruled over her coldly and mercilessly. It was when she felt her son's dawning psychic consciousness that she new she could not stay. After the birth of the boy, he calmed greatly, though it seemed as though Hector was firmly incapable of feeling emotions in teh same fashion most did, and the man's submersion deeper into the New Freedom indoctrination offered some stability to him, or at least it prevented him from lashing out at the boy. Elena bided her time and gathered her favors together, and her resources, and made her escape with her son while Hector was in a meeting. He returned home to be greeted by an explosive. Using most of her favors owed to her, as well as incurring some debts, Elena managed to take her son, who she called Lorenzo, and managed to find succor, albeit temporarily, in Singapore. Paying off her debts through a few missions, with the aid an old ally, Courser, she stayed there several years, until she could barter her way back to the United States. Once there, she went out into the high desert of Eastern Oregon and hid, with only Courser (Uncle Corso) being a link to the world at large. There she raised her son, unfortunately it was done with her paranoia over being found in place, and so his childhood was largely stemming from the circumstances that led to that. His mother reinforced, early on, boundaries on her telepathically precocious son, as she desired to not have him end up like his father. This was a lesson that he took to heart, as his mother allowed him to access her memories about those events, and he got to feel those events from her perspective. It did work, driving into him an aversion of the kind of victimizing behavior Elena was worried he might inherit. The only constant figure in his life, besides her, was Uncle Corso, who helped round out the boy's education, who often came to visit when Elena had to go and continue to pay her debts. This status quo lasted for over a decade, until there came a point where Lorenzo started to chafe under these restrictions, knowing there was more than what he had been exposed to. Then it happened, Corso appeared, bloodied and explained to Elena that her husband was coming. Hurriedly thrusting into Lo's hands things she had prepared for this occasion before her husband appeared, along with several armed men. Elena started exchanging gunshots to buy them some time, before Corso exerted himself greatly to teleport the boy onto a rooftop in Freedom City. Lo was able to snatch up some thoughts as this was happening, getting some information, and an the last thing he heard was his mother telling him to be better, and to get to the Claremont academy and then... He was alone. In an unfamiliar place, reaching out to his mother's thoughts only to be overwhelmed by the sheer number of people around him. Once he was able to push out all the extra thoughts, he set about doing what his mother had trained him to do: survive, adapt, flourish. However the context was entirely new. Personality & Motivation: Lorenzo is a serious and somewhat withdrawn guy. Amazingly well adjusted considering how he was raised, he just doesn't know how to interact sometimes, and he is a little awkward. Though as he learns, that is not terribly unique, he is just lagging a bit behind others in his age group. His arrival into Freedom City gave him a bit of a shock, as he was exposed to innumerable number of minds, and it was more than overwhelming, and while he is primarily driven by the selfish urge to resolve the questions he has, his ability to feel the pain of others in the almost literal sense gives him an immediate temper to that drive. He knows, full well the suffering of others, it is a weight he is aware of, and he cannot ignore it. Which is opposite to his normal preference to avoid open conflict. Or so he believes, as he had a surprising competitive streak just waiting to get out, which might be a manifestation to passive adaptive abilities, and his desire to challenge himself and to spur himself further allows them to escalate. Powers & Tactics: Given the nature of his powers, he prefers, currently, to list back avoid direct confrontation. Currently he is able to provide a good bit of support and that is where her prefers to be. His mother's lessons on avoidance still in his mind. And truthfully, he knows he is not able to hang in the front, though he does know that his abilities give him quite an edge in relaying information to others. Complications: Secret: Identity. If who he is got out could be a political issue, and certainly his father is still after his son. Awkward Teenage Blues: Not being properly socialized growing up, his abilities, and due to circumstance he is a little distrusting of others, plus he is incredibly candid, and as such, has issues with normal social interactions. Fish out of Water: Being around all these people... it's a new experience (and a bit of a system shock to his powers). While smart enough to adapt, there are still going to be things that blindside him for awhile. Secrets Comes Home to Roost: His final moments with his mother and Corso garnered him an info dump that is still jarring. Now he has more and more questions. And he wants answers. Principled Refusal: Learned early on that he had the ability to twist thoughts and hearts about. While he will use his powers to influence others a little, he felt his mother's revulsion at what his father did, and as such he refuses to do lasting changes to others' psyche (Will never use Mental Transform, Mind Control, or Mind Switch off his array, even if it might be beneficial). Red Rage of Compassion: Errant's empathy is not the intellectualized synthesis of another's emotions, he experiences those feelings, fully, and in context of the associated memories. As such, it takes effort for him to abide suffering, and he is apt to lash out at the abuser, no matter his involvement with the abusee. Abilities: 0 + 4 + 6 + 4 + 6 + 0 = 20 PP Strength 10 (+0) Dexterity 14 (+2) Constitution 16 (+3) Intelligence 14 (+2) Wisdom 16 (+3) Charisma 10 (+0) Combat: 6 + 8 = 14 PP Attack: +3 Defense: +7 (+4 Base, +3 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Initiative: +10 Grapple: +3 Knockback: -3/-1 Saving Throws: 2 + 3 + 3 = 8 PP Toughness: +7/+3 (+3 CON, +4 Enhanced Defensive Roll) Fortitude: +5 (+3 CON, +2) Reflex: +5 (+2 DEX, +3) Will: +6 (+3 WIS, +3) Skills: 52r = 13 PP Concentration 7 (+10) Craft (Mechanical) 2 (+4) Craft (Structural) 2 (+4) Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+4) Knowledge (Tactics) 4 (+6) Medicine 4 (+7) Notice 7 (+10) Search 4 (+6) Sense Motive 12 (+15) Stealth 4 (+6) Survival 4 (+7) Feats: 10 PP Dodge Focus 3 Eidetic Memory Evasion Improved Initiative 2 Improvised Tools Jack of All Trades Luck Powers: 31 + 2 + 7 = 40 PP Telepathic Array 14 (Power Feats: Alternate Power 3) [31 PP] (All Psionic, Telepathic) Base: Damage 7 ( Extras: Alternate Save [Will], Range 2 [Perception]) [28 PP] (mental blast; psychic crush) Alternate Power: Emotion Control 7 (Extras: Area Burst (35'), Selective Attack) [28 PP] (Empathic) Alternate Power: Paralyze 7 (Extras: Range [Perception]) [28 PP] 'synaptic feedback loop' Alternate Power: Communication 7 (Extras: Area) [14 PP] (telepathic broadcast) + Mind Reading 7 (Extras: Area, Sensory Link; Flaws: Feedback) [14 pp] (telepathic scan) Enhanced Feats 2 ([Defensive Roll 2) [2 PP] 'telekinetic parry' Super-Senses 6 (Tremorsense [Penetrates Concealment], Uncanny Dodge [Tremorsense]) 'Telekinetic web.' [7 pp] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC15 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Mental Blast Perception DC22 Will (Staged) Damage (Psionic) Paralyze Perception DC17 Will (Staged) Paralyzed/Slow (Psionic) Emotion Control Burst (35') DC17 Will Emotion Mind Reading Perception DC17 Will Mind Reading/Mental Grapple Abilities (20) + Combat (14) + Saving Throws (8) + Skills (13) + Feats 10) + Powers (40) - Disadvantages (0) = 105/152 PP

Player Name: The Absurdist Character Name: Errant Power Level: 7 (105/105PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 0 Progress To Bronze Status: 13/30 In Brief: Refugee from New Freedom, thrust into the world on his own, trying to find his way, and answers to questions about his parents. Alternate Identity: Lorenzo Silvestri (Birth name: Hector Aguayo III) Identity: Secret Birthplace: New Freedom Occupation: Student, Costumed Adventurer Affiliations: Claremont Family: Hector (Father, Haywire), 'Elizabeth' (Mother, Catavaria), and 'Uncle' Corso (Courser) Description: Age: 16 Apparent Age: 16 Gender: Male Ethnicity: Causcasian [basque, Italian], and some Hispanic Height: 5'9 Weight: 154 Eyes: Hazel Hair: Shaved (Dark Brown) Errant is an austere fellow. His expression serious and severe, his eyebrows seemingly in a perpetual scowl. Though when he smiles it almost night and day in contrast, looking more his age when that is the case. He has an olive complexion, with startling contrasting eyes. Generally he keeps his hair buzzed or shaved off entirely. His clothes follow that ulitarian outlook. He wears the standard Claremont uniform. The only addition being a a full mask over his features, and the Israeli military boots. When he is not dressed as a Claremont uniform, and 'on duty' he favors clothes that blend in to his surroundings, and adopting a mask still, where necessary. Power Descriptions: His telepathic powers have little to no manifestation, and seem to be tied to his Ego and Super Ego. And seems to be far more refined versions of what his father had. Thus far his telekinetic powers manifestations have been more instinctual, relating to the id, thus far, existing as an additional passive sense. His ability to telekinetically parry is a refined defensive reaction, it visually is represented as a localized distortion of force to intercept attacks. His powers are growing and evolving. The end result was to breed someone with abilities that comprised both of his parents powers. Thus far he seems to have developed a more focused version of his father's abilities. Though refining his powers was not a goal of his mother as she raised him, afraid of the potential outcomes, however his telepathic powers arrived too early and too strongly to be denied. However, now that he is out in the world the changes are speeding up, as his preternatural prowess seems to let him adapt and seems to be related to whatever wiring in his mind that supplements his psionic powers. If not being derived from his mothers abilities. History: His backtory is tied, in part, to that of New Freedom, and to a large degree how the shadows of his parents decisions fell onto his life. His parents were selected by the Harper regime to be 'matched' so as to produce a child with a more likely chance to possess abilities. His father, Hector, was a Marxist revolutionary with fascist leanings who came from a family sympathetic to the Psions methods, and later was a loyal man for Jade Harper. His mother, Elena, was the daughter of a U.S. expatriate, and his Vietnamese wife, who fled to New Freedom during the late 60's. While Hector bought wholesale into Jade Harper's aims, Elizabeth's parents did not and that reflected on the girl, who managed to just pay lip service to the indoctrination desired by Harper. Eventually Elena and Hector were paired in the hopes they would bring forth children that would be possessed of useful abilities. Elena being an operative with considerable protential who adapted to the harsh realities of New Freedom, particularly after her parents' demise, and Hector one of the established stars of the new regime. Elena, had no desire to further these particular plans and desires of her superiors, even if it meant she didn't have to do missions. Fortunately for her, it seemed as those she was barren, and rather than terminate the marriage as a source of embarassment, it was allowed for Hector be allowed to dally, so as to not kill a resource like Elena. It was something Elena could contend with. That changed after the Terminus invasion. Something happened to Hector during that time, the specifics are unclear, but whatever Hector experienced changed him. Already something of a ruthless man, he became prone to psychotic rages, and became obsessed with continuing 'his line.' And saw Elena's inability to bear children as an affront to him. During that time Elena spent most of her time overseas, until it seemed as though her had calmed down. He waited for less than a week after she returned. The news of his wife's pregnancy seemed to calm him down tremendously, though he ruled over her coldly and mercilessly. It was when she felt her son's dawning psychic consciousness that she new she could not stay. After the birth of the boy, he calmed greatly, though it seemed as though Hector was firmly incapable of feeling emotions in teh same fashion most did, and the man's submersion deeper into the New Freedom indoctrination offered some stability to him, or at least it prevented him from lashing out at the boy. Elena bided her time and gathered her favors together, and her resources, and made her escape with her son while Hector was in a meeting. He returned home to be greeted by an explosive. Using most of her favors owed to her, as well as incurring some debts, Elena managed to take her son, who she called Lorenzo, and managed to find succor, albeit temporarily, in Singapore. Paying off her debts through a few missions, with the aid an old ally, Courser, she stayed there several years, until she could barter her way back to the United States. Once there, she went out into the high desert of Eastern Oregon and hid, with only Courser (Uncle Corso) being a link to the world at large. There she raised her son, unfortunately it was done with her paranoia over being found in place, and so his childhood was largely stemming from the circumstances that led to that. His mother reinforced, early on, boundaries on her telepathically precocious son, as she desired to not have him end up like his father. This was a lesson that he took to heart, as his mother allowed him to access her memories about those events, and he got to feel those events from her perspective. It did work, driving into him an aversion of the kind of victimizing behavior Elena was worried he might inherit. The only constant figure in his life, besides her, was Uncle Corso, who helped round out the boy's education, who often came to visit when Elena had to go and continue to pay her debts. This status quo lasted for over a decade, until there came a point where Lorenzo started to chafe under these restrictions, knowing there was more than what he had been exposed to. Then it happened, Corso appeared, bloodied and explained to Elena that her husband was coming. Hurriedly thrusting into Lo's hands things she had prepared for this occasion before her husband appeared, along with several armed men. Elena started exchanging gunshots to buy them some time, before Corso exerted himself greatly to teleport the boy onto a rooftop in Freedom City. Lo was able to snatch up some thoughts as this was happening, getting some information, and an the last thing he heard was his mother telling him to be better, and to get to the Claremont academy and then... He was alone. In an unfamiliar place, reaching out to his mother's thoughts only to be overwhelmed by the sheer number of people around him. Once he was able to push out all the extra thoughts, he set about doing what his mother had trained him to do: survive, adapt, flourish. However the context was entirely new. Personality & Motivation: Lorenzo is a serious and somewhat withdrawn guy. Amazingly well adjusted considering how he was raised, he just doesn't know how to interact sometimes, and he is a little awkward. Though as he learns, that is not terribly unique, he is just lagging a bit behind others. His arrival into Freedom City gave him a bit of a shock, as he was exposed to innumerable number of minds, and it was more than overwhelming, and while he is primarily driven by the selfish urge to resolve the questions he has, his ability to feel the pain of others in the almost literal sense gives him an immediate temper to that drive. He knows, full well the suffering of others, it is a weight he is aware of, and he cannot ignore it. Which is opposite to his normal preference to avoid open conflict. Powers & Tactics: Given the nature of his powers, he prefers, currently, to list back avoid direct confrontation. Currently he is able to provide a good bit of support and that is where her prefers to be. His mother's lessons on avoidance still in his mind. And truthfully, he knows he is not able to hang in the front, though he does know that his abilities give him quite an edge in relaying information to others. Complications: Secret: Identity. Aloof and Blunt: Not being properly socialized growing up, his abilities, and due to circumstance he is a little distrusting of others, plus he is incredibly candid, and as such, has issues with interactions. Accordingly the GM can rule when he has issues communicating with others properly. Fish out of Water: Being around all these people... it's a new experience (and a bit of a system shock to his powers). While smart enough to adapt, there are still going to be things that blindside him for awhile. Secrets Comes Home to Roost: Corso gave him an info dump that is still jarring. Now he has more and more questions. And he wants answers. Principled Refusal: Learned early on that he had the ability to twist thoughts and hearts about. While he will use his powers to influence others a little, he felt his mother's revulsion at what his father did, and as such he refuses to do lasting changes to others' psyche (Will never use Mental Transform, or Mind Switch). Red Rage of Compassion: Errant's empathy is not the intellectualized synthesis of anothers emotions, he experiences those feelings, fully, and in context of the associated memories. As such, it takes effort for him to abide suffering, and he is apt to lash out at the abuser, no matter his involvement with the abusee. Abilities: 0 + 6 + 4 + 6 + 6 + 0 = 22 PP Strength 10 (+0) Dexterity 14 (+2) Constitution 16 (+3) Intelligence 16 (+3) Wisdom 16 (+3) Charisma 10 (+0) Combat: 6 + 8 = 14 PP Attack: +3 Defense: +7 (+4 Base, +3 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Initiative: +10 Grapple: +3 Knockback: -3/-1 Saving Throws: 2 + 3 + 3 = 7 PP Toughness: +7/+3 (+3 CON, +4 Enhanced Defensive Roll) Fortitude: +5 (+3 CON, +2) Reflex: +5 (+2 DEX, +3) Will: +6 (+3 WIS, +3) Skills: 52r = 13 PP Concentration 7 (+10) Craft (Mechanical) 2 (+6) Craft (Structural) 2 (+6) Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+5) Knowledge (Tactics) 4 (+7) Medicine 4 (+7) Notice 7 (+10) Search 4 (+7) Sense Motive 12 (+15) Stealth 4 (+6) Survival 4 (+7) Feats: 10 PP Dodge Focus 3 Eidetic Memory Evasion Improved Initiative 2 Improvised Tools Jack of All Trades Luck Powers: 31 + 2 + 6 = 39 PP Telepathic Array 14 (Power Feats: Alternate Power 3) [31 PP] (All Psionic, Telepathic) Base: Mental Blast 7 [28 PP] Alternate Power: Emotion Control 7 (Extras: Area Burst (35'), Selective Attack) [28 PP] (Empathic) Alternate Power: Paralyze 7 (Extras: Range [Perception]) [28 PP] Alternate Power: Telepathy 7 (Extras: Area, Sensory Link; Flaws: Feedback; Feats: Rapid (x10) Selective, Subtle 2) [28 PP] Enhanced Feats 2 ([Defensive Roll 2) [2 PP] (telekinetic parry) Super-Senses 6 (Tactile [Ranged Penetrates Concealment], Uncanny Dodge [tactile]) 'Telekinetic web.' [6 pp] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC15 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Mental Blast Perception DC22 Will (Staged) Damage (Psionic) Paralyze Perception DC17 Will (Staged) Paralyzed/Slow (Psionic) Emotion Control Burst (35') DC17 Will Emotion Mind Reading Perception DC17 Will Mind Reading/Mental Grapple Abilities (22) + Combat (14) + Saving Throws (8) + Skills (10) + Feats 11) + Powers (39) - Disadvantages (0) = 105 PP

Player Name: The Absurdist Character Name: Errant Power Level: 7 (105/105PP) Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 0 Progress To Bronze Status: 13/30 In Brief: Refugee from New Freedom, thrust into the world on his own, trying to find his way, and answers to questions about his parents. Alternate Identity: Lorenzo Silvestri (Birth name: Hector Aguayo III) Identity: Secret Birthplace: New Freedom Occupation: Student, Costumed Adventurer Affiliations: Claremont Family: Hector (Father, Haywire), 'Elizabeth' (Mother, Catavaria), and 'Uncle' Corso (Courser) Description: Age: 16 Apparent Age: 16 Gender: Male Ethnicity: Causcasian [basque, Italian], and some Hispanic Height: 5'9 Weight: 154 Eyes: Hazel Hair: Shaved (Dark Brown) Errant is an austere fellow. His expression serious and severe, his eyebrows seemingly in a perpetual scowl. Though when he smiles it almost night and day in contrast, looking more his age when that is the case. He has an olive complexion, with startling contrasting eyes. Generally he keeps his hair buzzed or shaved off entirely. His clothes follow that utilitarian outlook. He wears the standard Claremont uniform. The only addition being a a full mask over his features, and the Israeli military boots. When he is not dressed as a Claremont uniform, and 'on duty' he favors clothes that blend in to his surroundings, and adopting a mask still, where necessary. Power Descriptions: His telepathic powers have little to no manifestation, and seem to be tied to his Ego and Super Ego. And seems to be far more refined versions of what his father had. Thus far his telekinetic powers manifestations have been more instinctual, relating to the id, thus far, existing as an additional passive sense. His ability to telekinetically parry is a refined defensive reaction, it visually is represented as a localized distortion of force to intercept attacks. His powers are growing and evolving. The end result was to breed someone with abilities that comprised both of his parents powers. Thus far he seems to have developed a more focused version of his father's abilities. Though refining his powers was not a goal of his mother as she raised him, afraid of the potential outcomes, however his telepathic powers arrived too early and too strongly to be denied. However, now that he is out in the world the changes are speeding up, as his preternatural prowess seems to let him adapt and seems to be related to whatever wiring in his mind that supplements his psionic powers. If not being derived from his mothers abilities. History: His backtory is tied, in part, to that of New Freedom, and to a large degree how the shadows of his parents decisions fell onto his life. His parents were selected by the Harper regime to be 'matched' so as to produce a child with a more likely chance to possess abilities. His father, Hector, was a Marxist revolutionary with fascist leanings who came from a family sympathetic to the Psions methods, and later was a loyal man for Jade Harper. His mother, Elena, was the daughter of a U.S. expatriate, and his Vietnamese wife, who fled to New Freedom during the late 60's. While Hector bought wholesale into Jade Harper's aims, Elizabeth's parents did not and that reflected on the girl, who managed to just pay lip service to the indoctrination desired by Harper. Eventually Elena and Hector were paired in the hopes they would bring forth children that would be possessed of useful abilities. Elena being an operative with considerable protential who adapted to the harsh realities of New Freedom, particularly after her parents' demise, and Hector one of the established stars of the new regime. Elena, had no desire to further these particular plans and desires of her superiors, even if it meant she didn't have to do missions. Fortunately for her, it seemed as those she was barren, and rather than terminate the marriage as a source of embarassment, it was allowed for Hector be allowed to dally, so as to not kill a resource like Elena. It was something Elena could contend with. That changed after the Terminus invasion. Something happened to Hector during that time, the specifics are unclear, but whatever Hector experienced changed him. Already something of a ruthless man, he became prone to psychotic rages, and became obsessed with continuing 'his line.' And saw Elena's inability to bear children as an affront to him. During that time Elena spent most of her time overseas, until it seemed as though her had calmed down. He waited for less than a week after she returned. The news of his wife's pregnancy seemed to calm him down tremendously, though he ruled over her coldly and mercilessly. It was when she felt her son's dawning psychic consciousness that she new she could not stay. After the birth of the boy, he calmed greatly, though it seemed as though Hector was firmly incapable of feeling emotions in teh same fashion most did, and the man's submersion deeper into the New Freedom indoctrination offered some stability to him, or at least it prevented him from lashing out at the boy. Elena bided her time and gathered her favors together, and her resources, and made her escape with her son while Hector was in a meeting. He returned home to be greeted by an explosive. Using most of her favors owed to her, as well as incurring some debts, Elena managed to take her son, who she called Lorenzo, and managed to find succor, albeit temporarily, in Singapore. Paying off her debts through a few missions, with the aid an old ally, Courser, she stayed there several years, until she could barter her way back to the United States. Once there, she went out into the high desert of Eastern Oregon and hid, with only Courser (Uncle Corso) being a link to the world at large. There she raised her son, unfortunately it was done with her paranoia over being found in place, and so his childhood was largely stemming from the circumstances that led to that. His mother reinforced, early on, boundaries on her telepathically precocious son, as she desired to not have him end up like his father. This was a lesson that he took to heart, as his mother allowed him to access her memories about those events, and he got to feel those events from her perspective. It did work, driving into him an aversion of the kind of victimizing behavior Elena was worried he might inherit. The only constant figure in his life, besides her, was Uncle Corso, who helped round out the boy's education, who often came to visit when Elena had to go and continue to pay her debts. This status quo lasted for over a decade, until there came a point where Lorenzo started to chafe under these restrictions, knowing there was more than what he had been exposed to. Then it happened, Corso appeared, bloodied and explained to Elena that her husband was coming. Hurriedly thrusting into Lo's hands things she had prepared for this occasion before her husband appeared, along with several armed men. Elena started exchanging gunshots to buy them some time, before Corso exerted himself greatly to teleport the boy onto a rooftop in Freedom City. Lo was able to snatch up some thoughts as this was happening, getting some information, and an the last thing he heard was his mother telling him to be better, and to get to the Claremont academy and then... He was alone. In an unfamiliar place, reaching out to his mother's thoughts only to be overwhelmed by the sheer number of people around him. Once he was able to push out all the extra thoughts, he set about doing what his mother had trained him to do: survive, adapt, flourish. However the context was entirely new. Personality & Motivation: Lorenzo is a serious and somewhat withdrawn guy. Amazingly well adjusted considering how he was raised, he just doesn't know how to interact sometimes, and he is a little awkward. Though as he learns, that is not terribly unique, he is just lagging a bit behind others in his age group. His arrival into Freedom City gave him a bit of a shock, as he was exposed to innumerable number of minds, and it was more than overwhelming, and while he is primarily driven by the selfish urge to resolve the questions he has, his ability to feel the pain of others in the almost literal sense gives him an immediate temper to that drive. He knows, full well the suffering of others, it is a weight he is aware of, and he cannot ignore it. Which is opposite to his normal preference to avoid open conflict. Or so he believes, as he had a surprising competitive streak just waiting to get out. Powers & Tactics: Given the nature of his powers, he prefers, currently, to list back avoid direct confrontation. Currently he is able to provide a good bit of support and that is where her prefers to be. His mother's lessons on avoidance still in his mind. And truthfully, he knows he is not able to hang in the front, though he does know that his abilities give him quite an edge in relaying information to others. Complications: Secret: Identity. If who he is got out could be a political issue, and certainly his father is still after his son. Aloof and Blunt: Not being properly socialized growing up, his abilities, and due to circumstance he is a little distrusting of others, plus he is incredibly candid, and as such, has issues with normal social interactions. Fish out of Water: Being around all these people... it's a new experience (and a bit of a system shock to his powers). While smart enough to adapt, there are still going to be things that blindside him for awhile. Secrets Comes Home to Roost: His final moments with his mother and Corso garnered him an info dump that is still jarring. Now he has more and more questions. And he wants answers. Principled Refusal: Learned early on that he had the ability to twist thoughts and hearts about. While he will use his powers to influence others a little, he felt his mother's revulsion at what his father did, and as such he refuses to do lasting changes to others' psyche (Will never use Mental Transform, or Mind Switch off his array, even if it might be beneficial). Red Rage of Compassion: Errant's empathy is not the intellectualized synthesis of another's emotions, he experiences those feelings, fully, and in context of the associated memories. As such, it takes effort for him to abide suffering, and he is apt to lash out at the abuser, no matter his involvement with the abusee. Abilities: 0 + 6 + 4 + 6 + 6 + 0 = 22 PP Strength 10 (+0) Dexterity 14 (+2) Constitution 16 (+3) Intelligence 16 (+3) Wisdom 16 (+3) Charisma 10 (+0) Combat: 6 + 8 = 14 PP Attack: +3 Defense: +7 (+4 Base, +3 Dodge Focus), +2 Flat-Footed Initiative: +10 Grapple: +3 Knockback: -3/-1 Saving Throws: 2 + 3 + 3 = 7 PP Toughness: +7/+3 (+3 CON, +4 Enhanced Defensive Roll) Fortitude: +5 (+3 CON, +2) Reflex: +5 (+2 DEX, +3) Will: +6 (+3 WIS, +3) Skills: 52r = 13 PP Concentration 7 (+10) Craft (Mechanical) 2 (+6) Craft (Structural) 2 (+6) Knowledge (Life Sciences) 2 (+5) Knowledge (Tactics) 4 (+7) Medicine 4 (+7) Notice 7 (+10) Search 4 (+7) Sense Motive 12 (+15) Stealth 4 (+6) Survival 4 (+7) Feats: 10 PP Dodge Focus 3 Eidetic Memory Evasion Improved Initiative 2 Improvised Tools Jack of All Trades Luck Powers: 31 + 2 + 6 = 39 PP Telepathic Array 14 (Power Feats: Alternate Power 3) [31 PP] (All Psionic, Telepathic) Base: Mental Blast 7 [28 PP] Alternate Power: Emotion Control 7 (Extras: Area Burst (35'), Selective Attack) [28 PP] (Empathic) Alternate Power: Paralyze 7 (Extras: Range [Perception]) [28 PP] Alternate Power: Telepathy 7 (Extras: Area, Sensory Link; Flaws: Feedback; Feats: Rapid (x10) Selective, Subtle 2) [28 PP] Enhanced Feats 2 ([Defensive Roll 2) [2 PP] (telekinetic parry) Super-Senses 6 (Tactile [Ranged Penetrates Concealment], Uncanny Dodge [tactile]) 'Telekinetic web.' [6 pp] DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC15 Toughness (Staged) Damage (Physical) Mental Blast Perception DC22 Will (Staged) Damage (Psionic) Paralyze Perception DC17 Will (Staged) Paralyzed/Slow (Psionic) Emotion Control Burst (35') DC17 Will Emotion Mind Reading Perception DC17 Will Mind Reading/Mental Grapple Abilities (22) + Combat (14) + Saving Throws (8) + Skills (10) + Feats 11) + Powers (39) - Disadvantages (0) = 105 PP

Base Defense of 4 equals 8pp Base Attack of 3 equals 6pp. Total is 14.

He looked at her carefully, though there was an amused little smile on his face. "There? Was that so hard?" He made a few mores texts, not even looking at his phone. "I am not going to worry over such things. Because the moment we find something... things are going to get interesting. They are aware of who they stole it from." The phone buzzed and he lookedf at it, his brows furrowed. "There, Ms. van Cleef is making an appointment with them, as well as one with that neurologist. Also, she told me to stay away from you."

"And we're reaching an impasse. I can put resources in to looking into this, but if someone is actively stopping you like this, I do not know what I can do, and seeing as how you are spoon feeding me information right now. So let us cut to the chase. What am I going to do?" Despite the sarcasm that one could take with his words, it wasn't there, as he simply did not know where she was going, and this investigative process was not where his strong suit.

I still think the late night kind of show would be the best bet for this idea, and after the show the heroes are in the Green room, and she gets a message.

Asad's in. As for set up.. Hmmm.

"I am familiar with Arche-Ups, I had an opportunity to invest in several. I elected not to because it tended to lead these sorts of mad scientist things. And now, it appears someone has absconded with that scan? This sinking feeling in my stomach when you are around, tell me, is it ever going to get better?" He ordered another coffee, and settled back in his chair some more. "Does this neurologist have this?"

"It is just... one of... the hottest... places... on earth... that's all." Trying not to smirk too much as he caught her trying to correct herself out of the corner of his eye. He was deadset on much to the eyerolling from everyone, but thus far he hadn't demonstrated superhuman speed, and it was matter of him taking pledges for the first run in Death Valley, with the goal being next summer to compete in the Badwater Ultra Marathon. "After... this... we... are... going go get... beers... okay?"

"I... am... needing... to train... for a charity super-marathon... in Death Valley... this... is necessary..." Ever the talker, Asad managed to huff and puff out a sentence, as he kept up his jog. It was a planned publicity stunt, that he was going to do in several months time. Of course even with his powers it was going to be hard, and more importantly Vegas was already laying odds on his inevitable failure.

"I understand." He picked up the card of the neurologist, and pulled out his phone, starting to tap away a message. "I also understand that I am in need of someone capable of counter corporate espionage, and it is common to hire people with... interesting backgrounds for those posts." This girl, possibly better than most anyone who knew about him, had a fair idea of how much of a shark he really was. Certainly he was a fair shade more ruthless than most, he hid it behind calculated buffoonery, and still managed to retain principles. However, in the financial world if one could not be hardhearted in regards to their rivals, than it left one open to exploitation. "Consider this proposition open ended for now. You should still take the card, you look a little peaked, I think some sun would do you good. Especially after what comes next."

And truthfully, he kept up an exhausting pace. Not just now, but in general. She knew just from being in on his social calendar, which include late night talk shows, and various other media appearances. She was a topic of conversation as well, and Asad gave a nice throwaway answer about why he hired her, it of course made him look like the impulsive billionaire he might be. But thus far no one had tested them too much. As they were a combination that could cause quite a bit of trouble to any hapless villains that came across them. Especially with how regularly he worked on improving his abilities since he had gotten back, sparring with her, and others, frequently. "More... fun for... who?" Shooting her a mock glare, before taking a sip from his water bottle, and continuing on through the park. They drew a lot of attention, but that was par for course. Even if she wasn't sliding next to him in the air.

OOC for this thread here..

September 30th, 2012 "You... know... that is defeating... the purpose!" Asad huffed as he jogged along the trail, keeping his arms swinging in rhythm to match the tempo of his legs. He jogged a lot. A lot. Since his rescue several weeks he ran a lot more. In part it kept him away from people who kept asking him questions, but also because he was pushing himself, hard. He rather pointedly avoided that topic, even with his employee/associate Lady Winter. Thus far he had been polite, not prying into her background more than she had been ready to give up. And he had drug her along to social events, in part to show off the idiot playboy was hiring attractive women, but also because she was another set of eyes. Especially after the attack on the main office, he had asked her if she'd be willing to help with security. The hope being that since he was already garnering attention that if he got enough heroes on the payroll, that people would think twice from coming after his company again. The longer this business relationship went on, the more casual and friendly it got. Despite Asad's reputation, he flirted with her, yes, he also kept a certain distance as one would have in business. Still it was becoming a friendship. Which, in turn, was a good thing for them both. "I... promise... running doesn't hurt... unless you smoke!"

The man casually walked towards the woman, slinging the large guy in a cavalier fashion over his shoulder, laughing a little bit. Her arms were crossed and she was scowling at him. When he got close enough, she gestured at him angrily, jabbing a finger at him like a knife, and speaking rapidly in Italian. At that point Asad regretted that particular lapse in his schooling, and his own mouth flatly refused to open, to allow him to speak. He heard the feet shuffling then, as people were coming closer, and the man was responding back to the woman smoothly, also speaking in Italian. Still have that headache... Hands grabbed him, and pulled him up, as a harness roughly pulled over his form, his arms bound across his chest, forearms pressed together. He had nothing in his limbs to fight against. If he could glower, he would do so at them. Slowly he was hauled to his feet. And then his nerves came alive, as pain poured through every fiber, and his knees buckled and gave out, dropping down hard. "Nngha!" A strangled sound was the extent of what he could do. "" She hissed at them through clenched teeth. They were perfect teeth, Asad noted, before everything went black.