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  1. Dalekos scowled at that - more noticeably than he had when Heroditus suggested he might bring his own work along. But after a moment, he relented, dark brows unfurrowing. "<You've proven yourself reliable. If your young man is the same, that's all I need to know. I'll wait here for you>" He seemed to consider, then said something that made perfect sense given the emergency - despite how unusual it was. "<There's no time to wait for the embassy. We'll take my personal craft.>"
  2. They're just trying to scare you, Judy thought. That can't be real. Bomb at their feet to drive them back to the ship, then autofire till they shut the doors and run, thought Ashley. She was expressionless behind her red helmet, but armed and ready for bear where she stood just ahead and to one side of her ward. "Welcome to Earth-Prime," said Callie Summers. "As per the terms of the treaty with your homeworld, I request that you remain within the boundaries of Claremont Academy during your time in our dimension. Any use of force or threat of force against our citizens will be punishable by breach of treaty." There was no obvious sign of how she planned to enforce such a thing but the look in her eye suggested that she could. She was between Leroy and Adrian. Judy stepped forward and ignited. "On behalf of the people of Earth, Ah bid you greetings," she said as she flared bright like a star. "Ah am Judith Claudia Smith, but you may call me Daystar." She closed her eyes for a moment, centering herself, and then opened them. She'd have curtseyed to a foreign leader back in DC, but this felt different. Such courtesy here would have been more like bowing to a false god. Instead, she gestured for the new arrivals to step away from their ship and join them on campus.
  3. Sea Devil Sea Devil squatted low for a moment, figuring that was probably Wraith's question as well, and spoke. "My spawn is at a great meeting of tribes. There is another tribe there that has prisoners - Atlantean prisoners." Her croaking song fell silent as she considered exactly what to say next. "If we go and get them, it will make everyone happy. If we do not go and get them, many people will probably die." The Atlanteans first, in ways Aquaria remembered all too vividly. Deep Ones did not typically take captives in their raids - and those that did were generally taken for some purpose that her friends would not like. Dalekos Dalekos all but pulled Heroditus out into the hall; evidently he did not want this conversation being overheard by the schoolmistress - or perhaps he didn't want to drink from his own waterskin in front of her, which he took the chance to do as they moved. "There's been an attack," he said to Heroditus in the Atlantean tongue. "Deep One raiders - they came for your father at his work. Your sister was there, and fought them. He lives, she is missing. I am assembling a party for vengeance." They were out on the quad by now. "If you are a free man of Atlantis, come and join me."
  4. For a moment, Ashley thought that geography was going to stymie Judy's sudden desire to run off and fight Nazis - they were a good quarter-mile from the action, and even with her practice, there was no way she was getting there in time. Until Judy scrabbled away from her, lightning-quick, and pulled a discarded motorcycle out of the mud near the base of the hill. Any hope that the girl might not know how to start the seventy-five year old machine (or that maybe it was damaged, or out of gas, or anything else) came to an abrupt end when she turned a key, fired it up, and brought it humming to life! "Come on, Watchdog!" she called, "get on! I can't actually drive it!" Because it was better than doing something stupid like climbing on Legatus and dropping right into the middle of the action, Watchdog ran for the bike and jumped on, getting the brightly-glowing Daystar to grab onto her midsection. She took the helmet hanging on the handles, decided she wasn't going to raise the subject of why there was a hole in it, and gave it to Daystar to strap on. "Come on!"
  5. Sea Devil cocked her head and studied the sculptures for a moment, seeming to draw some deep meaning from them. "I need your help with a problem," she croaked. She hopped closer to Wraith, leaving behind three-fingered tracks in the thick coating of snow on the roof, glad she was armored against the frozen water. "I am not going to jail," she added with a vigorous bobbing, "and neither is Jessie. Not because we have done crimes, but-" She paused, then rested her trident against the snow to take a moment to calm herself. "My spawn has sent me a message, through eldritch arts. Something has happened Below." She could not for the moment remember how Wraith's divinely-guided species mated, but she knew it could not be in the same way Surfacers did. "She has asked for help."
  6. "There has been an incident in Atlantean territory," said Summers firmly. "General Dalekos has voluteered to take you home to help care for your family." "Get your things," said Dalekos firmly, not even looking at Summers - or volunteering further information. "We'll speak on the way, as men of Atlantis."
  7. Everything was not all right - not from the look on the headmistress's face, not on the look of the face of the Atlantean general sitting in her office. "Ah...Mr. Stylianos, good." Dalekos rose, his imposing height and muscular build briefly making him tower over Summers before she rose to her feet too. She was still more slightly built than the big Atlantean, but had a fire he couldn't match. "Heroditus, I'm so sorry. Will you have a seat?" Dalekos glanced at her dismissively and said, "The boy doesn't need to have a seat, he needs to be told the truth, woman."
  8. December 2019 Dutemps Tower I AM GOING UNDER THE SEA. I WILL BRING YOU A FISH. Aquaria considered what else to say, then added HAVE FUN AT THE ART GALLERY! It was only a day trip out to the art museum with the glass with her other friend, but Jessie had been looking forward to it and that was good. She didn't want to spoil her good time, so she added a note on the refrigerator that said CALL HELP IF I AM NOT BACK SOON. With her job done, Aquaria headed to the closet where she kept her armor. She climbed inside and throbbed with satisfaction as the space-metal closed around her, the warm liquid that emerged from every crevice inside immensely more satisfying than the cold, dry air of their apartment. She and Jessie had special windows that actually opened, something Eve had said was the "superhero" model and because sometimes the claustrophobia in this little dry space was terrifying. With her armor on, she hung her trident over her back and began climbing the sides of the building, up towards the castle. Was anyone home today? She certainly hoped so. December 2019 "Would Heroditus Stylianos please report to the headmaster's office? He is being picked up." The rather odd PA announcement seemed to make Heroditus' art teacher very worried, and right in the middle of watercolors no less. Heroditus had never actually heard that particular phrase said over the intercom before, at least not when it came to him. "Oh dear, oh dear, well, ah, Mr.Stylianos, we'll take care of everything," said Ms. Zinzendorf. She walked him to the door, a sympathetic expression on her face. "Don't worry about a thing."
  9. Does Judy have the range to hit anything with her Disintegrate from cover behind the hill?
  10. Technically you're bound and helpless at this point, Cheval, forgot to mention that! Okay, you are definitely now up, Heritage.
  11. The abomination was...something else. Cheval felt his fist sink deep into its spidery, slippery bulk, and even felt part of it give way before his assault - but the overall effect was like trying to punch a bag of Jello. He could feel mouths opening inside the mass around his hand, and though the _teeth_ inside couldn't breach his armored skin, they weren't letting go either - he was stuck! Persephone's attack didn't seem to be doing much either - though the thorns did rip a few holes in the flanks of the Clydesdale-sized mass, the toxins they injected didn't seem to be doing much. Perhaps this really _was_ vampire flesh rather than living flesh; it certainly seemed to be hungry as it climbed its way up Cheval's arm towards his face, a limb abruptly lashing out to catch his other arm and pull it tight against his opposite wrist, binding him together like a man in bestial, mouthed manacles.
  12. Sorry for the delay! @Heritage, Torque is up as soon as I post IC
  13. "Every goddamn minute," said Ashley frankly. She cast her gaze around the hall, realized where Corinne's eyes were pointed, and thought a profanity. The obvious course of action here would be to bug out, alert her team to scatter, and have no further worries. But she thought about how excited Judy had been, and was, about the concert - and remembered what they were both going back to during summer. "'Yeah," she -stage-whispered, thinking through strategies on the fly. "What's your take?"
  14. Ashley tapped out at about the moment Benny must have expected, once she was sure he had her solidly. She had ways around situations like this, but certainly none of them she was going to try on a seventeen-year-old boy in the middle of a friendly bout which he'd just won fair and square. "Could have gotten out of that," she muttered once she was loose in what sounded like an obvious face-saving lie, loud enough for the others to hear. "Whatever." She winked at Benny, though, careful to make sure the others couldn't see it. He was an OK kid - and it wasn't such a bad thing he wasn't ready to fight dirty yet. Outside of the arena, she took a water bottle and sat down to watch Claude do his thing, an ostentatious scowl on her face that didn't seem to bother Judy at all. "Are you okay?" "Fine," she grumped.
  15. Ashley was smiling now - not a look Ben had seen on her face very much. Nice nice nice. The smile fell, though, when she heard a faint strangled noise from nearby. She moved her eyes to see Judy looking like she was ready to get into the arena with them, then looked at Ben until he let go of her hair. From there, she shook her head as much as her position allowed. It's fine. "That's not an answer." She grabbed Ben by the shoulders and leaped over him, planting her foot on his upper back enough to bow him for a moment as her full weight came down. Not enough to actually hurt a big guy like him, of course. "If somebody knows how to fight, you hit them before they know you're there." She didn't bother trying to flip over him again, not wanting to insult him with the same strategy twice. Instead she tried a variant, putting her leg behind his before she shoved herself backwards, keeping away without actually pushing hard enough to trip him. "In the back, in the dark, with your car," she added in a sing-song voice as she feinted to his left with a slide of her feet on the ground that gave her stability against his counter. "Anything to turn those hands into handburger."
  16. have an HP for it not working, because it is indeed undead. Okay - Monster! it tries to eat the one punching it https://orokos.com/roll/775749 = 27! Okay! That's a DC 27 Tou save, Cheval, and give me a Reflex save vs. DC 27 too.
  17. That hits! It rolls at DC 21 because of its half-immunity to physical damage, whee! https://orokos.com/roll/775745 - it takes a bruise! Okay, the punch tears it a little - but not very much! Your turn, @Grumblefloof
  18. "Okay," said Judy, swallowing just a little. Of course she wasn't sweating at all, not even after the physical exertion of dancing - Corinne already knew Judy didn't drink or sweat. "We'll, um, hang around here." She beamed at Corinne, and before she left gave her a quick hug. "This is the wildest party I have _ever_ been at," she admitted, "but this is great." Ashley, for her part was sweating just a little - even if she'd spent much of the dancing glaring at the other dancers rather than really getting into it. "Sure, I'll do a water." She knew Corinne was rich but peeled five bucks out of her wallet anyway, because she wasn't going to let one of Judy's rich friends buy her a present.
  19. Okay! Cheval: 20 Persephone: 12 Monster: 11 Torque: 7 @RocketLord, the crawling mass of vampire parts is coming for you to drink your blood! What do?
  20. Judy had overcome her hesitation about touching by now - so she squeezed Corinne's hand and gave her a reassuring smile as they headed into the concert together. As awful as that had been, they were going to have a good time here. The little delay had actually worked pretty well, Ashley decided; it meant that by the time they were actually on the floor, the rest of the Secret Service team had made their way there and were already lurking about in the disguise of uniformed police officers. She stuck close to the duo, glad to see Judy and Corinne were still getting along so well.
  21. She took the hits on her upper arms, one-two, and stepped up until she was so far within Benny's reach he had to step back himself if he wanted to hit her. "But what if that doesn't work?" She dropped to one knee and struck forward like a snake - and the heel of her hand was perilously close to being somewhere you weren't supposed to punch somebody in a fair fight. "Real fights aren't fair," she said, vocalizing the thought as she rolled backwards and out of Rebound's reach. "Never have been, never will be." She wasn't smiling as she jumped to her feet. "So why bother?"
  22. There was a lot Ashley wanted to say - about how a lie made in service of a promise wasn't a lie, and how there had never been a day here when defending Judy wasn't her number one priority. But ultimately she'd opened up enough of herself tonight (and was intimately aware that she was going to have a conversation with her ward about some of those revelations!) and at the end of the day, it didn't really matter what Judy's friends thought of her. "If I learned anything at Claremont," she finally said, "it was that the only person you should try to be is yourself." She walked back and leaned against the wall by the bed, assuming a watchful demeanor that was all-too-familiar - and all-too-professional. Judy was distracted from staring at Ashley to looking at Leroy. "Leroy, honey," she said, "we will talk later. But you've got to answer your texts this week, okay?" She smiled at him. "Even if things get crazy."
  23. Ashley stepped into the ring and stopped to scratch her nose, stopping to think the situation through. There was no reason to be paranoid. There weren't her enemies; and trash talk or not, she was reasonably sure (especially after their brief conversation) that Benny wasn't out to beat her up. Mostly sure, anyway. That left her with fewer options than she liked - but she was always one to improvise. "Your accent's about fifty years out of date," she said, throwing a jab at Benny's left that she followed up with a block from the right that wasn't exactly regulation. "English not your first language?" she guessed.
  24. "Oh, it'll be okay!" said Judy brightly. "Here, why don't we come over and sit with you boys after all?" Sure enough, after a few minutes the Smith sisters were sitting between Leroy and Micah (Judy on Leroy's side, Ashley on Micah's), their partially disassembled computer parked between the two of them. "Do you want to see what Ah can do?" Judy concentrated on the exposed speaker in the old tower they'd been taking apart, _staring_ so hard she nearly crossed her eyes doing it. Obligingly the thing buzzed, going "Beep beep beep, beep beep beep!" in what was clearly the opening bars of Jingle Bells.
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