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Equinox's hand clenched into a tight fist, snuffing out the fire within it. "Fantastic. The queen's got hold of a potent magical talisman. I'm not going to be able to brute force my way through this one." She sighed, and squeezed her blind eyes tightly shut for an instant. Nicotine withdrawal was making her hands shake, and she didn't have time... Dammit, dammit, dammit... She pointed one finger at the gaoler. "I'll leave you to put out your fire." Her voice was steady and emotionless. Her hand twirled and cascaded through some staccato gestures, and a gust of wind picked up the witch and lifted her clear off the floor. She twirled in mid-air and began to float her way back to the Queen's chamber.
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"No," hissed Equinox sharply. With her right hand, the one not holding Hayley, she made a quick gesture. Immediately her hand caught fire. The flames burned bright and hot with her fury. "I'm not anything like a faerie queen. For one thing, I don't want anything that isn't mine." Her eyes began to smoulder with the same raging heat, and Hayley cowered a little at her mistress's fury. "Speaking of. My necklace. Where is it?" She didn't just want it for the potent protective spells woven into it. It was a symbol of her faith, and now, blind and underground an entire universe from home, she wanted it.
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pc Kit (PL 7/10) - Blue Rose (Bronze)
Ecalsneerg replied to Blue Rose's topic in Archived Characters
Also, a concern I noticed. We tend to go with the idea that a character should have two out of three from having powers, having a costume, and having a codename. She uses her real name, her description section goes into detail about her avoiding a costume, which leaves... just powers. Which isn't ideal. -
I see no problems here. :Approved:
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Superhuman reflexes! (1d20+11=25)
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Arrowhawk just rolled his eyes and sighed. "Siding with Mastermind looks somewhat tempting. Hell, I'm not convinced this isn't an elaborate trap." For a moment he stood, looking pensive, one hand idly scratching at the stubble on his cheek. After a moment he seemed to make up his mind. He flashed dark red eyes at one of the aides. "But there are people who need help and don't make me homicidal." He extended a finger out to the man. "You. I need access to armouries, and personal files." He began to stride towards the door when he paused. "And I hate teleportation. It makes me nauseous. Someone get me some coffee for it."
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Arrowhawk nodded at the red neon beams he could see, if only for a second. "See, those beams? I can see where they led back to. I figure they're snipers, and they're how she's going to make sure the guy dies even if we defuse the bomb. Which is both good, because it means there isn't a dead man's switch on the bomb, and bad because... well, snipers." He took a bracing step on the edge of the building. "Good hunting," he nodded to the newest Midnight. And on that, he leapt off the rooftop, just a shadow floating unseen into the darkness. He let his course carry him towards the office building on the corner, gauging it'd be best to move from there to the two snipers across from the hostage, and then down to street level to tackle the van.
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Skill Mastery Stealth for 30 as Arrowhawk glides across to the office building first.
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Equinox shuffled her feet awkwardly. She never did know how to deal with praise. She settled for blushing and, "Um... thank you, Dee Aych." She just nodded. "yeah, if it's a natural element, I can usually work with it. Unnatural or forged materials, I'm not so good with, and I've not got very much prowess with the spirit world." The witch shrugged. "But yeah, even if I can't teach you how to do cold magic using my methods, I can at least help you figure out the way most suited to you. I sometimes help instruct newer practitioners on how to control and expand upon their talents."
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Scholar turned to face the new arrivals, a snarl on her lips... which quickly morphed to a snarl on a feline maw as she dropped to all fours languidly as a tiger once more. Slabs of massive muscle pushing her racing forward in a blue of orange, black and white, she leapt into the air, claws outstretched forwards, all the while her brain calculating ideal trajectories and angles to strike through the armour on the massive hulking Alphans' armour. Her charge hit one of them like a streamroller at a weak spot in his armour, sharp claws backed up by a powerful mind and even more powerful muscles.
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Move Action - Shift to the preset Panthera Awesome form on her character sheet. Free Action - Switch Array to Strike 2 Standard Action - Charge attack on Alphan 2! DC25 Toughness save on Alphan 2 (1d20+12=23)
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Skill Mastery makes it 30
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Chris squinted and bent down to look at the flaky old monitor. "Hey, VINCE, you're fixed!" He extended his arms to hug him, realised his mistake and settled for patting the monitor fondly. "But what's with the bomb shelter? I mean," he shrugged. "Sure, it happened once, but if it happens again, are we liable to be aware of it quickly enough to get down here? As opposed to the more direct route of, I dunno, diving out a window or something?"
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Equinox stood up as Hayley removed the shackles from her. <Thanks, furrball.> She picked up the raccoon and squeezed her tightly. <Now, let's try round two.> She prodded Hayley to turn and face ahead in her arms, and once more let her vision flow into Hayley's eyes. She was back. And marching out of the cell, to turn and point one finger at the table where the gaoler sat. "Pyrkagius!" A jet of flame burst from her fingertips, and ignited against the table in a jet of heat and light.
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Arrowhawk whirled and crouched low, nearly disappearing into the shadows. "Great timing." He growled under his breath, making some half-hearted calculations. "Spare me from glory hounds. We need to get him out of there, disarm the bomb, do it without setting it off, and do it without being seem until after we've stopped the blast. How much do you know about explosives?" His red eyes glaring at Midnight from the shadows were all that could be seen of him.
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Faster than the speed of... Alphans? (1d20+8=22)
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And the Americans are just utterly perplexed now :D
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Equinox didn't even bother hesitating to watch the energy currents flow into Asad, simply taking one step forward and pulling the spiralling currents of the wind back towards her. Then, she flicked them towards the metal man reaching into the vault, the effort about as much as opening a jar of jam. The winds hammered into the figure like a small localised hurricane, stirring up the powdered snow and tossing it into the air in its wake. The very air took on a faint white tinge as the magically charged air came down upon it in a fury. Satisfied, the witch raised her other hand, a shield shaped emanation of solid-looking energy coming into being before her.
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Equinox just looses an air Blast at Charibdrone 2. Blast 11, Toughness DC 26, on Charibdrone 2 (1d20+11=31) DC31, bitches! ROCKING LIKE A HURRICANE! Ahem. She'll use her Move Action on bringing up her Impervious Toughness. DC21 Concentration (1d20+16=35) ... Ok, the rolling well is worrying me now.
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Geckoman yanked the costume out of the closet and presented it to Ironclad. It was the same costume as that of their masked man from the night before. "We have to go. Now." He lightly tossed the costume onto the desk and started fumbling for some Geckorangs from his belt. "Or we could throw some paint over his desk, but that's just petty spite." He bounded to the door, before turning on the spot and suddenly pointing both fingers at Ironclad. "Actually, petty spite might help us out here. Can you crash the camera feeds or something?"
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But some people did have eyes keen enough to see the movement, and trained enough to know the difference between a man wearing black and a deep shadow. Despite Arrowhawk's bulky frame, he too had been moving silently and invisibly across rooftops, the only marks of his passage a brief rush of air as his long cape stirred it up around him. He slid from rooftop to rooftop, his movement not even making a sound on rough slates or gravel, the white motif on his costume somehow not even protruding from the darkness. "Midnight," he said in a low, rough voice, nodding as he melded out from the shadows.
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I'd imagine you'd get more feedback if it wasn't spoilered in a code block.
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Geckoman rolled his eyes. "Man, we already ruled out the woods. You all need to get pilot's licenses so we can avoid these arguments." He swaggered forward though the door to scan the room, frowning pensively. "So... stylish? I guess?" He wandered around the room, kicking at one of the mats. He ran a finger down the wall, before sniffing the dust which came off it. Then leaned forward and just took a huge sniff of the wall itself. "Eh, we're good, no one got murdered here. Cough. Or if they did, it was very clean. So, one criticism struck off! Unless this vaunted basement is... actually, let's not go there. Lead on, fearless leader!"
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'Kristoff' merrily began to search the room as soon as their host had left them. "Quickly, da!" he pronounced. "Ve must find ze evidence!" He sniffed along the desk. "No illegal substances," he confirmed, before his journey took him to a closet, which he lifted his gun to the lock to. With a pneumatic click and a wrench of his arm, the door was soon open, revealing a load of textbooks from tiny far-off countries. "Man, vere did zis guy get his degree?" He shook his head at the shockingly obvious false back, pulling it out... and stumbling back a couple of paces in shock. Geckoman motioned to Ironclad to take a look, before lifting a finger to the comm device in his ear. "Wilkins is the man! All hands of deck! Battle stations!" In one fluid gesture, he'd dropped his suit jacket to the ground and donned a pair of goggles, hefting up his belt until it folded outside in to reveal a series of small utility pouches. Even if he wasn't in full costume, there was no need to be lazy.
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Search check to find eeeeevil (1d20+10=20)