A New Day, A New Way

[Dr Archeville]

Crap! He's a telepath, he can hear us! Quick, you've got to hide me!

Hide you? You don't even exist. We don't exist. We're just a clever visual metaphor used to personify the abstract concept of thought and the id/ego/super-ego conflict.

As abstract as your love of David Hasselhoff's music?

Shut up, he'll hear you!

"Ja, zhings do seem... cleared," Archeville commented as he looked around the nearly-empty club, though folks were already starting to peek in through doors and out from behind counters.

"Keira? Are you here? Are you okay? Alan? Alan?!" he called out as he reached into his labcoat pocket and pulled out what looked like a short rod with numerous lights and buttons along it's length.

[Dr Archeville]

Crap! He's a telepath, he can hear us! Quick, you've got to hide me!

Hide you? You don't even exist. We don't exist. We're just a clever visual metaphor used to personify the abstract concept of thought and the id/ego/super-ego conflict.

As abstract as your love of David Hasselhoff's music?

Shut up, he'll hear you!

"Ja, zhings do seem... cleared," Archeville commented as he looked around the nearly-empty club, though folks were already starting to peek in through doors and out from behind counters.

"Keira? Are you here? Are you okay? Alan? Alan?!" he called out as he reached into his labcoat pocket and pulled out what looked like a short rod with numerous lights and buttons along it's length.

[Quiett]

Star lands in front of the doctor and extends his hand. Again he doesn't speak but his voice is heard in the doctor's mind.

"My name is Star. Who might you be?"

[Quiett]

Star lands in front of the doctor and extends his hand. Again he doesn't speak but his voice is heard in the doctor's mind.

"My name is Star. Who might you be?"

[Dr Archeville]

'Star,' eh? Didn't Alan say his last name was Starsmore? Archeville thought to himself. He might be the same... general build could be a match... could just be a coincidence, though.

"'Star,' eh?" the scientist says with a quirked eyebrow. "Vell, zhat does seem fitting, vhat mit zhe blasts und zhe flyink und zhe shiny metallic hide. As for myself," he bowed with a grand flourish, "I am Herr Doktor Viktor Archeville, Genius of Science, newly arrived to this wondrous city from Germany." He looks around the room, still fiddling with the weird rod-like device in his hands, "I vas here mit two ozhers, a young bright-eyed man, college-aged, und a younger voman, a high schooler. I don't zhink zhey ran avay during zhe conflict, but I am not sure. Vould you help me look for zhem?"

And would you please stay out of my mind? I'm German, you don't know what sort of porn I might have up here!

[Dr Archeville]

'Star,' eh? Didn't Alan say his last name was Starsmore? Archeville thought to himself. He might be the same... general build could be a match... could just be a coincidence, though.

"'Star,' eh?" the scientist says with a quirked eyebrow. "Vell, zhat does seem fitting, vhat mit zhe blasts und zhe flyink und zhe shiny metallic hide. As for myself," he bowed with a grand flourish, "I am Herr Doktor Viktor Archeville, Genius of Science, newly arrived to this wondrous city from Germany." He looks around the room, still fiddling with the weird rod-like device in his hands, "I vas here mit two ozhers, a young bright-eyed man, college-aged, und a younger voman, a high schooler. I don't zhink zhey ran avay during zhe conflict, but I am not sure. Vould you help me look for zhem?"

And would you please stay out of my mind? I'm German, you don't know what sort of porn I might have up here!

[Quiett]

Star's expression stays very stoic. He looks around and seems to relax slightly. His voice is still silent as he communicates.

"My suit doesn't allow me to speak. I assure you good doctor, I am not reading you mind, merely projecting my thoughts to you. To do otherwise would be a horrible invasion upon you.

As for these friends of yours, I believe I saw a young man run out the back as I came in. Perhaps he is out there."

[Quiett]

Star's expression stays very stoic. He looks around and seems to relax slightly. His voice is still silent as he communicates.

"My suit doesn't allow me to speak. I assure you good doctor, I am not reading you mind, merely projecting my thoughts to you. To do otherwise would be a horrible invasion upon you.

As for these friends of yours, I believe I saw a young man run out the back as I came in. Perhaps he is out there."

[Dr Archeville]

"You can't speak in zhat? Vhat a horrible design!" Archeville said, doing a double-take at the gleaming man. "Vhat if you need to cry out for help? Or talk on zhe phone? Just vhat is zhe range on your telepathic communication?"

"Out back, eh? Vell, vould you mind seeing if you could find him, vhile I look for mein ozher companion? She is... excitable, und vould possibly react... poorly to seeing you."

[Dr Archeville]

"You can't speak in zhat? Vhat a horrible design!" Archeville said, doing a double-take at the gleaming man. "Vhat if you need to cry out for help? Or talk on zhe phone? Just vhat is zhe range on your telepathic communication?"

"Out back, eh? Vell, vould you mind seeing if you could find him, vhile I look for mein ozher companion? She is... excitable, und vould possibly react... poorly to seeing you."

[Quiett]

Alan turns and begins to fly again. "I will look for him, but then I must go. It was a pleasure to meet you doctor. Perhaps we will meet again."

Alan flies toward the back door and disappears from sight.

[Quiett]

Alan turns and begins to fly again. "I will look for him, but then I must go. It was a pleasure to meet you doctor. Perhaps we will meet again."

Alan flies toward the back door and disappears from sight.

[Jack of Tales]

Kizzy crawls out from under the table and looks at the Doctor.

Erm..Hi! That was painful. Where do you think Alan ran off too? I thought that hero, Star, would protect me if I hid behind him. Anyone in white shooting laser bolts has to be a good guy, right? Anyway, that kind of blew our whole clubbing trip short. What do we do with the girl?

She's like bleeding everywhere! And its green. That's so totally gross! Oh oh did you see me hit her? Cos I did. Do you think I could be a superhero? Do we bring the girl to the police? Is there a special prison for super villains?

Kizzy chatters quickly at the Doctor and throws in a few words in Roma for good measure to thoroughly confuse the German.

[Jack of Tales]

Kizzy crawls out from under the table and looks at the Doctor.

Erm..Hi! That was painful. Where do you think Alan ran off too? I thought that hero, Star, would protect me if I hid behind him. Anyone in white shooting laser bolts has to be a good guy, right? Anyway, that kind of blew our whole clubbing trip short. What do we do with the girl?

She's like bleeding everywhere! And its green. That's so totally gross! Oh oh did you see me hit her? Cos I did. Do you think I could be a superhero? Do we bring the girl to the police? Is there a special prison for super villains?

Kizzy chatters quickly at the Doctor and throws in a few words in Roma for good measure to thoroughly confuse the German.

[nareik123]

Cassius made an entrance. He knew he would attract unwanted attention. He wore a roman breastplate, leaving his lamp post thick arms unprotected although they were so thick it didn't look like they could be damaged by blades guided with little to no strength. A cloak was buckled to his breastplate, and he carried a roman shield. Held inside the shield was three throwing spears.

"That woman was right. Valencia is sharper than she looks" Cassius growled.

[nareik123]

Cassius made an entrance. He knew he would attract unwanted attention. He wore a roman breastplate, leaving his lamp post thick arms unprotected although they were so thick it didn't look like they could be damaged by blades guided with little to no strength. A cloak was buckled to his breastplate, and he carried a roman shield. Held inside the shield was three throwing spears.

"That woman was right. Valencia is sharper than she looks" Cassius growled.

[Dr Archeville]

Whew, thank goodness, he's leaving.

You didn't have to be so rude.

Rude? What? What?!

That comment about the 'horrible design' -- for all you know it was some accident he got that way!

Oh, quit your whining. He's a big boy, if he can't take a little 'ribbing,' he's got no business being a Super.

It was still rude.

Archeville shook his head (as if clearing mental cobwebs) as the metallic figure flew off, then had his attention drawn to the teenaged drone of Keira. "Vell, as I vas telling zhe... Star-man, ve had best call zhe local constabulary. Zhey haff several vays of holding superpowered criminals, und if ve can get zhem here before zhe regains consciousness, zhe better."

As Archeville spoke, one hand kept manipulating the glowing, blinking rod-like device in his hand. He saw a green light on one end flicker on, and smiled. "Und zhat's exactly vhat I haff done -- zhe police vere already on zhe vay in response to zhe disturbance, und mit zhis device I accessed the onboard computers on zheir cars to give zhem some brief details."

He turned and knelt back down by the plant-girl, collecting a sample of the green ichor flowing from her wounds into a tiny stoppered glass vial, and placed the thorn she'd shot out at him into a separate small plastic baggie, then placed both into one of his labcoat pockets. "Ja, I did see you hit her, Keira, you did quite vell. I'm sure your parents vould be proud." He stood to face her, "AS for being a superhero: vell, you have zhe energy, certainly, und zhe power, but you vould do vell to learn more... focus. Und some tactics, too."

Archeville peered past Keira and saw the newcomer, Cassius. "Odd, I didn't zhink zhe police here took to dressing in zhe style of zhe Centurion..."

[nareik123]

Cassius looked confused at the mention of the police, and even more at the mention of the Centurion.

"I have never heard of either the police, or a Centurion in this age. Does anybody have any idea how I can return home?" Cassius asked.

[Jack of Tales]

Cassius made an entrance. He knew he would attract unwanted attention. He wore a roman breastplate, leaving his lamp post thick arms unprotected although they were so thick it didn't look like they could be damaged by blades guided with little to no strength. A cloak was buckled to his breastplate, and he carried a roman shield. Held inside the shield was three throwing spears.

The girl stares at the newcomer's entrance with a wide look. Then her surprised face slowly turns into a smile and she shouts out, 'Cool!' before barraging the newcomer with a blast of questioning. Is this a costume club? Is that real bronze? Oh wow where did you get something like that? Are you going to a new club?

He turned and knelt back down by the plant-girl, collecting a sample of the green ichor flowing from her wounds into a tiny stoppered glass vial, and placed the thorn she'd shot out at him into a separate small plastic baggie, then placed both into one of his labcoat pockets.

Kizzy looks shocked at the Doctor's actions. Isn't that like, evidence? Or something? That's just gross! What if she has AIDS?

"I have never heard of either the police, or a Centurion in this age. Does anybody have any idea how I can return home?" Cassius asked.

Keira brushes a lock of hair behind her ear and raises an eyebrow at the roman-looking man. Never heard of the police? That's not really funny. What's the joke in that? I don't get it. Is that some English thing? Are you from the ghetto? Mom told me to avoid people from there but I don't see why I've met lots of nice people when I got lost in the city a few weeks ago. Do you have amnesia? How can you not know how to get home? Or did you have too much to drink? Maybe you don't want to drive home drunk? It's called a taxi, like. I mean come on someone who goes around dressing for a weird roman fetish club has to know a good taxi to call for all those crazy drunken nights!

[nareik123]

Cassius looked dazed from the questions, being so many.

"Please, my lady, I am not from this time, or at least I don't think I am" Cassius pleaded.

"How did I get these? I was given them when I fought in the name of Rome! Real Bronze? Are you insulting my home? I am not drunk, I can not remember the last time I drank any ale or mead. What in the name of Mars is a ghetto? England, I thought the might of Rome had reached England! Amnesia, is that a disease? As for home, I have no idea where, or when, home is!" Cassius answered every question.

"From what I know, if I was a native here, I would have something people describe as a mobile or a cell phone. How about that contraption people call an Ipod. I genially have no idea what they are. Perhaps you should Sister Valencia regarding my origins. She is truly a wonderful woman, if a bit out of place like me" Cassius suggested. He felt the clubs walls, and touched the Roman sword belted to his waist.

"What is this metal? I do not recall anything like it!" Cassius asked.

[Dr Archeville]

"Evidence, ja," Archeville said as he turned to Keira, "but also... trophies. Und a vay for me to fulfill mein promise: to help her. Best to have as many minds vorking on a vay to cure her as possible, und I can do so at mein own laboratory, razher zhan take up space at ASTRO Labs or zhe Albright Institute. As for contamination, I highly doubt her hybrid biochemistry could house anything communicable to myself, and even if it did, mein force field protects me as vell as any gloves."

"Speaking of protection, perhaps you should go check on Alan's safety," he added with a hint of a "go away, kid, you bother me" tone, "or keep an eye on zhe plant-girl until zhe police arrive."

"Now," he spun back to face the Roman, "you say you are not native to zhis time? Und zhat 'Valencia' knows more? Who is she? Vhere is she? Is she zhe one who pulled you out of zhe past?"

[nareik123]

"Sister Valencia? Admittedly, I have no idea about her. However, I was cornered in an unfavourable situation and she saved me. She seems like an angel, but she possess some kind of device she wouldn't let me examine. Anyway, do I need to bring you to her, or will you believe my tale?" Cassius asked, his facing lighting up at the mention of the woman.

[Dr Archeville]

"I... vould be most interested in meeting her. Not zhat I don't believe you, it's just zhat I am also somewhat new here, too."

[nareik123]

"What about the child? Shall we bring her along?" Cassius asked. She was slightly annoying, but Cassius was sure she Valencia would like her, too.

[Jack of Tales]

Kiera glared at the doctor for this tone of voice. Sensing the annoyance of the others she quieted down and looked at them with a forlorn look, hoping her innocent look would encourage letting her go along.