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Wraith's init, as there's now fighting going on in her general area (for all that she's sort of less a melee hero and more a melee turret at the moment): Initiative Roll (1d20 + 7=8) ....I guess being a box is kind of bad for your init!
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"Guaranteed peace and quiet at home with my favorite person? Best birthday present ever," Mara insisted, stealing another quick kiss. "Can't even be interrupted by idiot villains. Am sure we can find ways to make good use of the time," she added, with a suspiciously innocent tone in her voice. "Have some movies here, board games. Will just have to find ways to entertain ourselves." Her innocent assertions were somewhat undercut by where her hands were slipping as she held Ellie, but she stole one final kiss and pulled away. "But food first," the young woman said with a rare and genuine smile. "Too much fighting today. Hungry. Think I have supplies for spaghetti or something around here somewhere...."
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Dragonfly made a strangled noise, trying awfully hard not to just have this guy thrown back outside without his transmitter. nanotech - great - as if situation wasn't bad enough [bg=#555555]"Good they had to put people in it, at least, and not just dust the planet. Dangerous technology. Agh. Agh!"[/bg] She threw her hands up, shaking her head. [bg=#555555]"Need to prioritize. Should probably disarm him, find his transmitter, shut it off. Tie him up or something. Need to get started building so we can get out of here. Can take the traitorous idiot with us and deal with him later."[/bg] She put a hand to her face to re-collect her thoughts, and glanced around for Tress, trying to switch back to engineer mode. [bg=#555555]"Right. I'll start setting up. Blue Steel - when you have a chance, could use your help. Lots to do. Not a lot of time. Mmh, where did I see those capacitors...."[/bg]
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Dragonfly's expression, hidden though it might be behind her helmet, went flat; her change in mood was visible in the rest of her posture, though, as she settled back into cold calculation. [bg=#555555]"Could build something to scan for the frequency. Wouldn't take long. Just more time than I want to take. Could even have someone else build it - can't accuse me of cheating or lying, then. If Harrier's wrong, fine. But I believe him. And if he's right...well. Not our dimension. Can strip your armor, let the survivors here decide what to do with you while we finish working. Imagine they'll have...ideas. I would."[/bg]
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Dragonfly re-entered the room just in time to see the conflict break out, stopping in the middle of her instructions to Tress about what she needed salvaged from the computers. what - don't - agh - need to start building - need their help? - couldn't just get into fights with anyone else - agh - agh! [bg=#555555]"Hey. Hey."[/bg] She marched her way over to Green Screen, Blue Steel, and Murdock, muttering foul things in a number of languages under her breath before finally giving up on subtlety. Her suit lit up mid-march, four blade-like wings flaring into being behind her as armored plates flexed and space around her twisted with a sound like someone had cracked the world's biggest bullwhip. [bg=#555555]"HEY! Yes, you. Idiots. You,"[/bg] - she jabbed a finger at Murdock - [bg=#555555]"don't threaten people. Will not be taking anything off anybody's body. And you,"[/bg] she continued, turning the finger on Green Screen, [bg=#555555]"will not start fights in rooms full of civilians. Well aware of what he is but he is here to help, and hates what's happening on the surface more than you do, and if you are transmitting anything you need to calm down and turn it off or hand it over so that you and your friend can help me build a machine that bridges dimensions so we can GET EVERYONE OFF THIS DYING PLANET. Unless the both of you would rather waste time fighting until they make it down here and kill you both anyway."[/bg]
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[bg=#555555]"Not pathetic,"[/bg] Dragonfly countered, though her tone was less comforting and more matter-of-factly, like she was correcting somebody's faulty physics knowledge. [bg=#555555]"You survived. It's what matters. Sometimes all you can do - keep going until you have a chance for something better."[/bg] She took a moment, perimeter alert or not, to take in what they had to work with. going to need to run a line to the reactor probably - or tap into the nearest heavy cables [bg=#555555]"Going to need help if we're that low on time. One, two, maybe three people - mechanical or electrical backgrounds. Engineers, preferably - good health, capable of taking orders, ideally. But will take what I can get, technical backgrounds or not. Fortunately, usually have some parts on hand, and used to working with...older equipment."[/bg] She'd already deployed a number of small, articulated tools from her gauntlets, but she paused for a moment and glanced at Samson. [bg=#555555]"When Terminus invaded us, they hit the most dense super-human population in the area - probably the world. Tactical error. Even then, victory...cost us a lot. And mostly just drove them away, kept them from trying again. Here, just have to slow them down. Buy time. Whatever you can do, just don't die."[/bg]
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Mara's stomach turned, and she was glad - very glad - that her suit filtered the air so that at least one of her senses was spared the scene. [bg=#555555]"Quarantine was a good idea. Imagine they'll want some time to adjust, and don't want to spread things like flu across dimensions. Also,"[/bg] she reluctantly and distractedly admitted, [bg=#555555]"going to be tearing holes in space repeatedly. Not always safe. Things in the dark areas between places; have had an incident once or twice. Never hurts to be cautious."[/bg] She took a deep breath, telling herself to focus on the science. At least for now. [bg=#555555]"Not sure how many I can take at once. Groups. Going to need at least a little space to set up, and...might need to salvage parts from your equipment. Easier to build an anchor here if I have local material. Shouldn't take long. Noticed old - mmh, old by our standards? - equipment; good - if it's anything like ours, it's built to last."[/bg]
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"Time dilation!" Mara tapped a finger against the glass, watching the bird for fine movement. "Did some research into the area but never really...probably more intuitive for someone with super-speed. Always too many concerns with things like structural fatigue. But speed up a whole area...." She looked back up at Ellie, pushing herself off the glass to wrap her arms around her girlfriend and steal a quick, soft kiss. "You used something like this for us? It- ...thank you. It's wonderful."
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It took Mara a moment, as the lion's share of her considerable - if usually heavily fractured - attention span had turned to trying to analyze the entire room at once when the lightshow started. She was still processing when Ellie cheered, so she lagged behind by just a few seconds before realizing what Ellie was looking at it. And then she was on her feet too, scuttering over to lean against the window without a shred of dignity or grace and peering, wide-eyed, at the bird. And then up at at her girlfriend. "It- but it can't - raw power and temporal mechanics to slow isolated sections of time are enormous - can't just stop time in a localized area - guess you could - but how - it...." She gestured, clearly not able to get her mouth to make any sense out of her rapidly-shifting, multi-threaded brain. "That's incredible," she finally managed.
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[bg=#555555]"Dragonfly,"[/bg] she introduced herself, rather simply. [bg=#555555]"And...that's the plan. Don't know what we'll do after that - better with machines than people. But getting your people - and you - out of here is our first priority, can figure out the rest later."[/bg] Dragonfly's suit was building a map of the area as she went, mind mulling over the level of technology they had and how much they'd been able to do with it. [bg=#555555]"Preferably quickly - the leaving, not the figuring. Three hundred fifty-eight, you said? Including newborns...mmh."[/bg] She trailed off, mentally chewing on that while physically chewing on her lower lip.
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If she breathed - or had lungs - Wraith would have taken a deep breath as she tried to force the feedback from Sage's fall out of her mind and watched for an opportunity to act. That same fall created the opportunity she needed, though, as Citizen was spurred to action and drew the flunkies - and their attention - away. She shot out of their hiding place, tendril rejoining her main body as four clawed legs carried her across the floor and straight toward the annihilation device, little electric arcs jumping from her everywhere she made contact with another surface. They were a loss in the electricity she'd 'eaten', but not a great one - she could feel the rest still stored up inside her, begging to be set free somehow.... She leapt, hitting the paper box with significantly less force than a creature her size and weight should have. She may as well have been made of thick metallic paint - rather than slam Papercut's creation with any real force she wrapped around it, shunting her momentum into almost instant and complete coverage of the folded paper, and finally setting her build-up charge to use: little arcs ran across her reformed body as she become one large, heavily magnetized coating.
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what is - interesting! Mara blinked, lowering her head a bit to look at the little device. Her brain was trying to mentally pull it apart into pieces, but every piece seemed to have sub-pieces that were linked to other bits, and there was just so much inside that shape that she couldn't see and what do you suppose the power source was to sustain those arcs without damaging the-- "Mmh! ...right. Sorry." She coughed, putting her hand around the device as well, as instructed. "Got...distracted. Looks...interesting. Clearly need to investigate Dynamo's research."
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Mara glanced over her shoulder at Ellie and smiled - genuinely smiled, an awfully rare thing - despite the pressure of the situation. "Always glad to have you," she said, and meant it. "Though - no offense - hope we won't need the medical help. Can't hurt. Shouldn't be radiation problems, unless they have leaks on their end. Pretty good at radiation scrubbers, anyway, worst case. Not that hard when you get used to them." She turned her attention back to her work and the screen, a curious eye on Power's suit. crude - probably effective "Three women, one man," she answered. She stood up from whatever adjustments she'd been making; the device was a fair bit bigger, and pulsed with a flickering blue glow. "I'll be wearing the power armor." And indeed she was, a thought to her choker sending the familiar spatial wash over her body, replacing her clothes with the blue and grey Dragonfly suit. She reached out and hit a couple keys on her keyboard, muting the feed. [bg=#555555]"So. Not going to lie - probably going to be an unpleasant trip, not really time for...fine details - sorry. If I had my warehouse supplies...."[/bg] She shrugged, shaking her head. later She gave the others a chance to do last-minute checks and ensure they had everything they needed before lights danced behind her eyes and the world broke. And it did break; the engineering heroine had apparently not been kidding when she'd said that there hadn't been time for finer finesse. All around them the workshop seemed to bend and then shatter open, the fabric that made up the universe shivering as here became there a dimension away long enough to deposit the four of them on a world few sane people would voluntarily travel to....
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Mara initially responded with something that was less a series of words and more "Mmmhahmmhm hmm?", falling as easy prey to Ellie's clever massage. Her second try was a little better, though, as she let herself get led over to the couch. "Can never have too many contingency plans," she insisted, dropping her own hand and brushing her hair over her shoulder to give Ellie as much access as possible. "Sometimes things happen and you always need one more. Didn't have to go to too much trouble, though."
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Wraith blinked her three eyes at Papercut as the idea sunk in, and she nodded. "The simulation must operate on some kind of rules, even if we are not physically here. It is certainly worth trying. Magnetizing myself is more of a...it is a trick, like children do when they want to show off, but if I can find...ah!" Her body shifted - subtly, like she was less rearranging herself and more rearranging bits of her mass inside the same shape - as she snaked out a tendril and neatly cut through into some wires, shivering slightly as she exposed her body to live power. "I am ready when you are."
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Indira Singh was making her way toward the front door not that far behind Corbin, clad in a modest but tasteful purple saree, looking - if not as comfortable in it as she was in her usual tank top and khakis - at least used to wearing one. she reflected as she made her way across the lawn, Her smile was polite, friendly, and cautious as she approached the gathering group outside the doors. "Hello Corbin, everybody," she greeted, bowing her head a little. "I am glad I am not late - I was almost afraid I would not be able to make it in time."
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Mara followed Ellie's gaze to the clock, and frowned a bit. "....no, it didn't. Very unlikely series of events. Almost expected at least one...criminal interruption, but several in a row? The moon? Odds are just...." She made a slightly frustrated gesture, but didn't really have the motivation to follow through; let one hand drop as the other went back to idly rubbing at her neck where the choker usually rested. "Guess we did some good. Idiot with the sword was a genuine danger. Suppose we don't know what the rest would have done if left alone. Maybe."
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Dragonfly sent the appropriate command back along her connection to her warehouse computer; the pair had a few final seconds to admire the view as equipment a literal world away spun up and performed the numerous calculations necessary to convince reality there there and here were actually the same place. And then they were back, the platform powering down under their feet and the apartment looking just as they'd left it. Mara reluctantly let go of her girlfriend so that she could let her armor disappear in a wash of distorted space, reaching up behind her neck as the choker it was replaced with released its hidden clasp at some unseen command. She rubbed her neck, tossing the thing onto a chair. "Home. Probably for the best - don't think the platform had many more trips in it. Might have to improve the design if I use it again...."
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Dragonfly wrapped an arm around her tired girlfriend's shoulder, frowning. [bg=#555555]"No...don't have contacts in Farsiders. Do have numbers for people who would, though. Daedalus, maybe. Will make sure somebody knows something."[/bg] She sighed a little, squeezing Jill. [bg=#555555]"Not really how I'd hoped the day would go. Moon was a last resort idea, and novelty's probably kind of spoiled by unconscious idiots."[/bg] She turned her head up, tilting it to look at the big blue marble floating off in the distance. [bg=#555555]"...good view, though."[/bg]
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Dragonfly let her blade unravel back into normal space, blinking under her helmet as she turned to get a better, less ire-filled look around them. [bg=#555555]"I...don't....know?"[/bg] She frowned, her suit's computer sizing up the air machines and her brain mentally pulling them apart and making guesses at their construction. [bg=#555555]"Didn't really stop to ask, I guess. Don't know if she would have told us. ....guess she was...making breathable atmosphere on the moon? Actually seems kind of...helpful."[/bg] She glanced down at the unconscious villainess, wondering whether or not she should feel guilty right now. She was pretty sure she didn't feel guilty regardless. [bg=#555555]"Sure seemed upset enough, like we'd interrupted some kind of plot. And usually a bad sign when it involves giant monkeys."[/bg]
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"Call that plan B. Admire the sentiment, but probably better to save it for last resort. Pretty sure I can get us there; just going to take a little...phrase...'elbow grease'." She was already mentally chewing on that; in theory the signal was already there, but she was going to need a lot of power. should probably warn other labs - going to take most of what the building generates, and some from city grid - don't want to stack personal power device on top - technically an entropy drive The engineer cast a critical eye on what she had to work with in her lab, time apparently being of the essence, finger tapping against her ribs. "....probably going to have to hijack the signal for guidance, and we'll probably show up near your communication array, or equivalent. Not bringing an army; small group to assess and aid, build a bridge back maybe. Not...mmmmh." hadn't thought of that She was already gathering parts, but she glanced back at Power's face on the screen - for all that he couldn't see them back. "Not going to lie - some risk involved. Inter-dimensional travel might not be...subtle. Don't know how closely they're watching. And might take a little time once there to get everyone out. ....also, will probably want to turn your speakers down. Or off. Would probably be a whole lot of feedback."
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Fine by me!
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Wraith quietly - very quietly, almost inaudibly even to her nearby friends - hummed to herself as she pondered the situation. "I would very much like to steal the orb - the annihilation device? - but I do not know if we can safely move it, and the pointy man is very much in the way. I suppose I could try to eat him, if that would work here, but I do not think it would be very subtle. It would also be very unpleasant for the both of us, I think." She shifted her head to the side, her normally polished-looking skin having been turned much more dull to help her blend in. "We could just beat them all up, but we would likely have to be very fast. I would not want to give Rogue an excuse to use her toy. I do not think we can evacuate everyone without being noticed, unless you have any ideas there; do we know if the black sphere is safe to touch?"
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[bg=#555555]"You heard her. Goodnight."[/bg] Dragonfly walked straight up to Lady Lunar and shoved her sword through the villainess' torso, the blade twitching and stuttering as it hit the surface of the force fields, apparently completely disregarding them - or, at the very least, disregarding Jill's - on its way. Her weapon left no visible wound, but it wasn't really designed for cutting things, anyway. Which isn't to say that it wasn't perfectly capable of doing - albeit nonlethal - damage....
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"Very bad things," Mara supplied, bringing a transcript of the transmission up on a nearby monitor. "But...glad you're here." As soon as Steve asked if the transmission was live she was fiddling with one of her amplifiers, removing and rearranging pieces without taking much time for finesse. stay on the line stay on the line stay on the line When she was done it was even more gutted-looking than its twins, but its flickering glow had lifted to a much brighter blue. "Samson Power, thi---no, wait." She reached into the device and something audibly snapped; the glow steadied as a little acrid smoke filtered out. "Samson Power, this is Freedom City, Terminus-free Earth. Please confirm signal."
