Brown Dynamite

So seeing as I'm free once more. I'm going to make a request to unarchive Omen. Released by Supercape!

For the first time, Omen began to consider how long he had been within the burning burning building. His clothing was doing little to help the fact that he could tell that he was beginning to perspire less as time went on. If he was capable of a more reasonable mindset near flames he'd probably work on cooling himself off. Looking around further he was able to find an emergency fire extinguisher behind breakaway glass. Smashing the glass with his elbow, the teen reached for the red metallic tube and began rushing for the room with the trapped woman. Dragging the large Russian along with little choice. A wet standpipe would have been much better. But the rarity of them, much less the rarity of one built inside a building as opposed to outside was simply a reminder of the amount he spent to keep his penthouse fire free. With his free hand on the nozzle pointed towards the door to the room Omen used his trapped hand to spray the door with the fire protection device. As he began to kill the flames, Omen would square his body. If it wasn't obvious before he was going to try and break his way in by force soon. The moment he felt it was safe enough Omen's leg would fly out in a forward kick to knock the door open.

Fortitude Save vs Heat = 16 I'm definitely overdue a post. Better get on it lol.

The roll was a 21

Will do...as soon as invisiblecastle is working for me again T_T

Grinning to acknowledge the fact that yet another round had whizzed harmlessly by, Omen moved to respond. It would certainly be skating on the edge of sanity to keep his cool in such a situation. Although honestly the youth was enjoying the rush. "What's the matter Driogano not pay his big boys to go to marksmanship school? Or maybe this is what passes as quality shooting for your boss." While he was disappointed that the King of Suits hadn't taken advantage of the opportunity presented beforehand, Omen wasn't going to get lazy because of it. While he was sure the man was on edge from his earlier acrobatic trickery, charging forward with a firm grip on his Bo Staff Omen swung for the remaining Underboss' ribcage.

Anyways Move Action to follow followed by a Standard Action to Attack with the Bo Staff. With a roll of...invisiblecastle still down.

Have a post ready, invisible castle is just being boo right now. But one more question is the short distance less than the 5 ft. before it becomes a move action or less than 10 ft. in the case of Omen's range with his staff. Considering the post is taunt as a move action followed by an attack. Just need to know before I actually post.

Omen Have a Cigar! Good Intentions Boulevard Extracariculars Reputation 20Q

I'll go with spending it on finding the fire extinguisher. Oh and sorry for the delay between my latest replies. Holidays and all.

Did the shot hit?

Hmmm depends on what the apartment has still intact. Fire Extinguishers and safety axes probably won't do much to help out. Chances are the safest bet would probably gonna end up burning up a HP and just trying to break through the door with the flaming debris after not finding anything to help.

Ignorance is bliss. Not that lack of ignorance would've helped him.

If he had full range of motion, Omen could have tried getting in from one of the room's windows or even the collapsed part of the room itself. That wasn't an option and there was no need to focus on the have nots. "I'll be right in don't worry." Trying to kick the door that was a blocked off by by the burning ceiling wasn't too endearing of an option either. But if push came to shove he'd do what he needed to do, and it'd probably hurt. A lot. Instead of rushing right in, Omen began to frantically look around the floor for some way at least put out the flames immediate to the door seeing as the sprinklers had obviously failed their explosive test. A fire extinguisher would be the most likely source of relief. Although, Erick wouldn't complain if he came across a wet standpipe.

I'm assuming the untrained meant treating the skill check as if he was untrained in Streetwise so only using his int bonus. And Omen's oblivious with a 5.

Omen didn't buy it. Well at least not completely, the man trailed off much too much for his personal taste. Still he had assumed as much from the man, it was actually the reason he had backed off to give him the room to move the stairwell without interruption. Erick's blue eyes looked brightly down at the man in the suit. "Sorry although I know this guy would love to hear otherwise, I have to be sure." He was glad that the man in the suit was at least healthy enough to finish the trek out of the building alone. Smoke rising was a basic concept to understand so at the very least the guy's cough would be less of an issue. "Welp, time to keep going." Erick wasn't waiting around for a response from the Russian either. He immediately began moving to enter the smoke filled area intent on searching for the supposedly burnt woman. A sinking feeling began to take over. He was readily hoping that they hadn't been too slow to act. Dry swallowing he began to call out once more, "Hello! Can anyone here me? If you can hear the sound of my voice please respond I'm here to help!"

And we come upon the magical number of...15.

Turning his head towards the Russian Omen whispered in a low hush, "Nobody asked your opinion on the matter. If you have nothing helpful to say shut your mouth." The blonde teen would then turn to face the large man directly in front of his chest. His cough was worrisome, but he still maintained a healthy appearance which was a good start. Omen continued to maintain his calm facade as he tried to get a word in edgewise. "No one's going out any windows sir. The stairs are sturdy enough to get out as long as you don't try to go up any higher. Bit of a structural problem. I will make sure you get out of here safely you have to trust that. But you've got tell me did you see anyone else on this floor?" He wasn't surprised that the Russian continued to give him trouble. If something like fear of death was enough to slow a Russian down then Erick was in the wrong line of work. Unfortunately, the man in the suit might be a bit too panicked to be a reliable source of information. Let alone stay in place. Still Omen had to play the cards dealt to him. As he waited for the man to answer Omen stepped back to give him some space for the stairwell.

Sure can do edited the post to have him doing some more.

Omen was thankful that the sturdiness of his body armor had continued to hold through. It probably helped that the guy had been a lousy shot up to this point. Although that last one certainly stung. Omen wasn't about to let a little thing like gunfire slow him down. Moving like a nighttime breeze Omen began to charge towards Driogano's underboss until he was within the man's range. As he swung the arm gripping onto the pistol Omen would somersault forward over the offending limb immediately tucking his body in and tumbling backwards upon landing opposite the man to end up back in front of him once more. He was hoping to use his movement to force an opening from the man.

Oh did, I not mention a definite target. Was meaning to feint towards Driogano since he was the one that tried to shoot at Omen. It probably got deleted while I was contemplating whether I should have feinted as a move action.

First thing's first using Omen's Hero Point to burn off that fatigue. Followed by using an Acrobatic Bluff to feint with a roll of 40 opposed by whatever is appropriate. If the results are successful then thanks to his Set-up feat King of Suits is free to take advantage of Omen's feinting. While I could post without seeing if the feint is successful or not as it doesn't effect the action itself. I do get the feeling as if a post is missing. Namely KOS attacking with the bolos and the Underboss shooting.

That means I can play dramatic music in my head still.

Omen heard the sound of the building begining to give way overhead. Looking up at the at the oncoming debris his eyes began to widen with worry. Omen was quick to react and tackled the Russian down the stairs to avoid either of the pair getting crushed. "Have I told you that I really hate your plan yet? Because I think it's a good time to do that." Pulling himself off the man Omen had yet to forget why they were moving about the building. Resorting to a bit of humor to keep his mind focused he began to quip, "Let's call that the starting pistol then." He felt a little insane trying to go back into the burning building. But the two of them weren't the only ones working on borrowed time. He hoped his Russian fashion accessory wouldn't give him much more trouble after almost getting crushed. Omen would proceed to begin tugging the large Russian along as he continued to make his way down the stairs. He had to put the near death experience out of his head as he moved for the entrance to the third floor. The young vigilante began to call out into the blazing floor, "Is anyone here?! Call out if anyone is on this third floor please!" He pleaded at the top of his lungs hoping to help cut the time needed to explore if by at least working with absolutes.

So I'm totally gonna push the Russian out of the way before saving my own skin...ended up with a 22. I'm hoping the first ten minutes hasn't passed.