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  1. "Ah, college," said Fast-Forward expansively, deciding the kids could probably handle themselves, and leaving Holly and Yolanda to head over and find their own snacks. The older kids were probably too big to play bocce ball, but he was confident they'd find ways of entertaining themselves. "I never had any book learning myself," he said with a wink as he zipped back over to the other adult group. "Never even went to high school. You kids are so lucky these days, with your medical school and your college." He put his hand in the pocket of his pastel jacket and came out with a can of beer that had been in the cooler a half-second earlier. "What are you studying?" he asked. "Emergency room stuff, super-medicine...?" - Over the cooler, Holly and Yolanda were standing near each other, socializing in the way that kids who don't really like each other but don't have anyone else their age to to talk to sometimes will do. "Your dad talks a lot," Yolanda opined, shooting a beetle-browed look at Holly as she opened her canned fruit punch. "He's done a lot of cool things," said Holly, once she was absolutely sure her father wasn't listening to their conversation. "He can talk about whatever he wants."
  2. "Hmm..." Tarva rose to her feet and glided over to Kimber. She was still much taller than the spectral avenger, and more solidly-built to boot, and leaned over her with a smile. Almost nose to nose, she said, "Well, who's to say how long that will be, hmm?" She still had the shadowy cats-cradle in her hands as she leaned close to Kimber's face. Without comment, she took one of Kimber's hands in hers and began wrapping shadowy cords around Kimber's fingers, entwining the two of them together. The shadow magic vibrated ever-so-slightly, much like a recently plucked string, seeming to match Kimber's vibrations after a moment. "You and I have been living very close to each other for a long time, boon companion. Even closer now after all these very attractive changes in your power. Why not go even further still?" With every word in the last sentence, she'd wrapped a loop around Kimber's fingers, until now the two of them looked to be inseparable.
  3. "Why on Earth would you want to be like me as a teenager?" Avenger rounded on his son, bafflement on his face. "I was an arrogant, ungrateful bastard. You are lucky I have matured in the years since, boy." Jack wound up chewing out Jack Jr's completely mortified chaperone with vigor, right there in front of all the other boys! Afterwards, with a promise of an imminent conference with the headmaster, Jack dragged his son back to the car and loaded him in the backseat - right next to JJ's booster seat. The elder Faretti trusted that the message was not lost on his son. After driving peevishly into traffic, peering unhappily through his sunglasses, he finally said, "So...real fangs, eh? That must feel pretty good. You know, the last time I fed off the divine, I..." Huang listened to his father fall silent for a time, then reach over and pick up the phone and dial his mother. "Your mother is going to be disappointed in you. And in that school."
  4. "Nice one, Sanderson!" whispered Riley in Raina's direction, giving her a quick thumbs up. He was legitimately impressed - and it showed on his narrow face. The teen archer was feeling glad he hadn't gone first - he'd have walked right in and probably gotten those evidently innocent people killed. Those guys looked like bad news! Shows what I know about magic. I guess I'll think twice before I assume somebody's a bad guy here. He squeezed Robin's hand quickly when it was her turn. "Knock 'em dead. Or not," he added with a cock of his head Raina's way. He'd been nervous about this training, intimately familiar with the kind of training used by the Woodsmen, but evidently these were tests of intelligence and tactical cunning more than pure combat prowess. Like with the guy with the cataracts.
  5. September 2015 It was a fine September morning when Tarva surprised Kimber in her bedroom - or rather, Kimber entered her bedroom and was surprised to find Tarva there. Tarva lay stretched out on her bed, wearing a short black dress that showed off her long, muscular legs. She'd been cutting back on the black in her wardrobe since their return from Thunder Bay and replacing it with acres of creamy-pale skin, sometimes just hidden beneath sheer black hose, other times hidden beneath nothing at all. "Why hello, Kimber," she said, sitting up on the bed and smiling brightly at her. "You're looking lovely this morning." Tarva had certainly been much more affectionate since that visit to the north as well, and her manner with Kimber these days seemed to lack the artifice of times past. Though as ever, it was hard to tell with the shadow-witch from the Terminus. "I've been down in the towers below today, doing necessary things. How was your night?" She folded her hands on her lap, shadow wrapped around them like yarn, looking Kimber up and down with frank interest.
  6. "Feh, I am charming old gentleman, as well you know." Frost rubbed his chin. "Well, porheps not gentleman in technical parlance," he conceded. "You shouldn't be having _any_ kind of companionship," said Jack firmly, pulling his shirtsleeve back down and buttoning at his wrist again. "You are sixteen." He had evidently missed, or not quite understood, his son's spiritual awakening. He looked at Set and said, "And I don't know how old you are right now," he admitted, "but you should be staying away from sixteen year olds too." He looked at Huang and said, "Boy, we are going to find your teacher and they are going to explain to me what you're doing in the park, then we are going to take you home so your mother can have words with you. I need the keys, Dimitri. This is going to be a family talk." Frost tossed Faretti the keys as the father firmly began escorting his son across the park and towards the nearby museum where the boy was supposed to be. "Well," said Frost after a time as father and son began to head in the opposite direction. "Sounds like you were having more fun today than I was!" He smiled at Set, a little awkwardly. "Sooo....probably a raw deal, eh? He'll get over it, you know how young people are. Hey, you want to go to party?" he asked suddenly. "I know lady who would like to meet you! She is fun times!"
  7. "It is possible," Steve conceded to Tona's words, "but I doubt it. I have watched them carefully in the months since Tarva's arrival and there has been no true change in their behavior. Those who know them well say they are the same as they have always been. It is not so simple a thing as corruption - then there would be one solution." He paused again, looking at Tona. "It angers you that Yves and I are allowed to walk free with the blood of innocents on our souls. It...surprised me as well," he conceded. "But it was done, because the people of Earth-Prime are a fundamentally forgiving people. They are uncomfortable with the idea of true evil. Of darkness without light. Of the eternal suffering that is dread Nihilor. When they look at Tarva, they see a supervillain to be redeemed. A criminal to be reformed." With a sudden violence, he slammed his fist against the table with a crack that produced a splitting in the wood an inch deep all around the crater left by his fist. From what Tona and Yves had seen, he was even now holding back. "We know better. I remember the voice that laughed, the song that mocked, on the day I was taken to the doomforges!" Pacing still, he caught Yves' eye, knowing that she would know what he meant beyond all others. "Not a pet mage to cast spells as needed. Not a lover to be taken to one's bedchamber." He blinked, and for a moment looked abashed at his own words. "...but that is only a rumor. Some things are better left unsaid."
  8. Neptune and Arcturus spend a turn going at each other. Starlight is up.
  9. "She is guarded there by superheroes. Ghost Girl, Wraith, Blue Fox, and others all make their residence there - and all have made guarding her their task." He began to pace the room, his movements tense with the vigorously suppressed energy of a man holding back great emotion. "In return for her assistance during the doomdrone crisis, she has been granted exile status at the DuTemps Building, where she lives with protection against retaliation from the Terminus." Something like that was coming for all of them, how much worse would it be for someone like Tarva who had been so intimately close with so many of the greatest of Nihilor? He looked down at a big hand that he formed into a fist. "And this was...sufficient for me. When the Freedom League summoned me to act as consultant, I told them that Tarva was a foul thing who had been a laughing monster at Steelgrave's side - but that she did indeed face a grim fate if she was not protected for what she had done. When I thought she lived there in confinement, it was....it was irksome, but I could accept it. When I saw her, full of the weeping regret that is her just fate, I could accept that, too. But she weeps no longer." He shook his head, anger growing in his deep, resonant voice as his dark eyes smoldered with repressed anger. "They have...cosseted her there. Invited her onto their team, taken her on adventures that have nothing to do with the Terminus and everything to do with...adventure. They have accepted her not as a prisoner, not as a penitent, but as an equal. And this is...this is...inadequate!"
  10. Soooo what happened to her people after she defected?
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  12. "Amazing!" declared Aquaria, her already goggle eyes wide and her tremendous mouth drawn back in a smile. "Can...can all cats do that? Or is he just a super-cat?" She listened to Kimber's explanation about herself and blinked those giant eyes. "Wait, are you a..a g-ghost?!" She seemed to find the idea endlessly fascinating, and hopped towards Kimber, a three-fingered hand outstretched. "Can-can I touch you? Unless that's weird!" she added, immediately drawing back her hand and placing it against her chest. It wasn't hard to guess that Aquaria had been told a lot of things she wanted to do were weird. "Deep Ones don't leave ghosts behind, you see, for when we die we descend directly into Dagon and Hydra's waiting arms...no, maws is the word. I've never met a ghost-Surfacer before."
  13. Robin heard Riley's quiet noise of surprise as the holograms flickered to life - but he covered as best he could, under the circumstances. This was not the kind of super-technology he'd seen much of. "Bet she toasts them," he said with confidence, "or makes them fly into the ceiling. Raina's pretty cool." He reached down and squeezed her hand, taking a chance. "Not as cool as you, though. I bet you have whatever those things are quaking in their boots even before you smack them around." Riley had learned a healthy respect for his girlfriend's upper body strength in their occasional rooftop makeout sessions. Surprised when Raina didn't move to combat herself, he fell silent, watching Raina as she sorted out the situation.
  14. Creep, thought Riley as he turned away from Huang, making sure to keep himself between Fred (who seemed to like it that way) and the guy with all the teeth. "Yeah, Lost World's real. That was the first place they thought I was from - but turns out no dice." He hmmed, considering Raina's words. A visit to a gender-flipped Earth did sound interesting, he had to admit. "Be fun," he said with quiet confidence. "Never been in a jungle with dinosaurs before." Growing up how he had, maybe he didn't have the same relationship to dinosaurs most people his age did. But he'd read all the books about them growing up, and of course Jurassic Park had been one of the movies in Raymond's video archive. I've been wanting some cool new boots.
  15. "No, no one has been turned." Harrier shook his head. "There has been a...defection. Yves, you might remember Tarva the Black, Steelgrave's..." He blinked, and memories of the raw, aching wound in the woman's soul kept him from finishing that sentence the way his mother would have. "concubine. You might not, Tona, I doubt she would have done something so beneath her as set foot on one of the Hundred Worlds. She is, or was, a creature of Nihilor - a daughter of a murdered world who chose to collaborate with its killers for another day of life. Some time ago, she defected first to the Furions - and then to Earth-Prime. Evidently she witnessed a test of...a contagious form of Omegadrone forging. You remember, Yves, the cult we broke up in Australia - that was evidently an attempted test on Earth-Prime. What she saw was sufficient to make her choose to abandon her loyalty to the Terminus. She fought alongside heroes from Earth-Prime, risked her life a dozen times...And so she came...here. To the DuTemps Building." He sounded frankly skeptical of this whole enterprise as he spoke. "Where she lives still."
  16. Aquaria flinched at the Atlantean's words, she couldn't help it. But when she actually stopped to hear them, she bobbed her head up and down before croaking in dismay as one of the innocent Surfacers was thrown down from the Ferris wheel into the water below. It looked like a male, probably? And young; certainly too young to be menaced by horrible cyborgs from the sea! Probably a result of Surfacer experiments, she decided. Sharks were magnificent predators of the deep; they deserved better than to be turned into the mindless slaves of whatever monster was using them to hurt people. Though I guess they'd probably do this anyway! At least it's not dolphins. Leaping forward, she called to Nereid in English, "I'll get that one and then climb the wheel!" With a few hops, she was in the water - and all her Surface gawky awkwardness was gone in an instant. She kicked with powerful legs, her clothes only a drag on her rapidly moving body as she wrapped two big green arms around the man in the water and kicked back to shore. "Don't worry, citizen!" she called as she hauled him onto the docks, both of them dripping wet from their sudden bath. "You're in good hands! Just call me...Sea Devil!" And with that, and a few more mighty leaps, she was back in the water.
  17. Sea Devil is going to Leap into the water, swim out and grab the bystander, and pull them back to shore.
  18. Hmm. Let's reverse the order, so we can figure out in play how the characters relate to each other.
  19. Riley did not look happy at the news that no maps were available, but he was no whiner - especially because he already knew how helpfully unhelpful people on Earth-Prime could be. If no maps were to be had, he'd just have to make them himself. Stepping out into the room, Riley listened to Robin - he had no idea what kind of technology she was talking about, so instead he changed the subject back to something he did know about. "To answer your question from before," he murmured to her, "any time, any place. I got most of the stuff on hand for any color, but we can do brown and green together and match." He grinned at her. "Not changing my last name, though."
  20. "Yves, this is Tona. Tona, Yves." Steve folded his hands on the table in front of him and invited Tona to take a seat, for all that he knew the presence of two Omegadrones would surely make her uncomfortable. He would thus have to move the conversation along quickly. "Please sit down." Steve's overall manner was calm enough, but gave the impression of a simmering volcano, his usual stoicism masking an internal crisis. Despite asking the others to sit down, he rose to his feet, unfolding his hands and placing them flat against the table at which he stood. With his great weight and strength, he could easily snap it in half if he chose. But he chose not to - because he was not a man of violence anymore. Looking from one face to the other, he said, "I have invited you here because we are all survivors of the Terminus. And because there is an Annihilist in Freedom City."
  21. September 2015 Gruen Tanzer Contacting the two other Terminus survivors living on Earth-Prime had been no easy task - particularly Blue Jay, who unlike Argonaut had never actually exchanged contact information with Harrier except in those days after their abduction by the Curator. But he'd gotten the job done, with a little help from Miss Americana's connections. He hadn't directly discussed with Gina what the meeting was about, but he was supremely confident his genius lover had figured it out. She was very smart, after all - and she'd heard the same things from Sharl Tulink that he had. So he sat alone in a private room in the German restaurant Miss Americana opened, a hot buffet on one side of the room, the seats on the opposite side of the table empty. He'd given both Yves and Tona a message they'd have to respond to - a message that asked them to come meet and talk about the Terminus.
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