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"....we need to not be here," Gaian Knight said, his voice careful, even, and not the least bit relaxed. His attention pulled back up out of the earth, the glow of his eyes through his goggles fading back away, but he could still feel them - like seeing a spider and feeling it on your skin, only these things he knew were actually there. In a very real way he almost felt like they were an intrusion in him, and not just the new Earth he was connecting to, and the feeling was starting to make him more nauseous than even the local carnage had. "That bad?" Tiamat queried, though she didn't take her eyes off the sky. Gaian Knight frowned, thoughtful and grim. "That bad. There are nests down below to match the nests up in the buildings; they've got what're probably young growing down there, by the size and movement of them. Stay away from sewer entrances - I'm betting that thing from earlier was trying to gather...food, for the next generation. I could probably collapse the tunnels down on top of them, but it'd take a while and it'd be like smacking a beehive. Literally, if it brought down some of these buildings, too." The dragon hrrmed to herself for a moment, finally glancing over at the television sets. "Modern infrastructure is more robust than what I'm used to," she observed, "but the power shouldn't last that long without humans to maintain it, especially with an infestation all over. And you humans are too interconnected, now; even after mere days of no contact, or observation of the slaughter, would your people not act? Drop those bombs you are so very proud of?" "We need to know how far this has gone," he replied. "If it's contained to the city...maybe not yet. But it should have at least been on the news."

Character: Eclipse What is she doing: Flying around space with Gizmo's Rock & Nae-Dae, up to no good.

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Powers What are you, allergic to the proper Array structure? Math on the third AP is a little off, in the main electric array - I'm guessing you meant to put +Range on this? The pp cost on Immunity 7 currently reads 'xPP'. EDIT: Ahaha, I see Cape was trawling the bank at the same time I was. Well, then!

Fluff Just a minor couple of typos here - "She was left straned and along in the universe." Combat You may want to note the +12 attack bonus with the nano-gun. With a +4 Base defense, Ruby's flat-footed defense is +2, not +0. With a Melee attack bonus of +10 and a Str bonus of +2, Ruby's Grapple bonus is +12, not +8. Equipment It's easy to miss, but vehicles designed for space or underwater travel provide life support at no cost (core book, page 144, bottom-left corner under Immunity). You don't have to buy it here, and it'll free up some ep for use elsewhere. Powers Math on the gun array is a bit odd; the rank is weird. It'd probably look more like this in practice: Device 4 (Nano-gun, 20PP device; Flaw: Easy-to-Lose) [12PP] Nano Pistol Array 8 (16PP array; Feats: Accurate 3, Alternate Power 1) [20DP] Base Power: Blast 8 [16/16] (nano-forged rounds)Alt. Power: Snare 8 [16/16] (cryo rounds) DC Block Toughness saves begin at DC15 (for a +0 damage bonus); with +2 base str, Ruby's unarmed attack would be DC17, not DC27. Likewise, the Strike (with a combined +10 damage bonus) would be DC25, not DC30.

"'scuse me, sir? Hoy! You!" One of the fleeing civilians stopped short as Eclipse's tail snagged his belt, dragging him a few frightened feet backward as he looked up at her in...recognition? "I think this is yours," she said, giving him a simple smile - no grin, no teeth - as they stood impervious to the surrounding chaos for a moment. "I'm sure you must have just misplaced it somewhere, you should really look after your things better in the future." Her free hand hefted a long black bag, its uneven contents settling a bit as she dropped it into his surprised arms. "Off you go, then!" she announced, releasing his belt and giving him a gentle shove back into the thinning stream of bodies. She didn't even wait for him to fade back into the crowd, spinning on the heel of one boot to finish her stride over to her crew with the large, ornate case thrown effortlessly over one shoulder like so much simple luggage. "I think this has been an exciting trip." She stooped to peer at Rock and Nae-Dae through one of the newly-ventilated robots before gently pushing it over with one finger. "We should probably get a move on, though - wouldn't want to overstay our welcome. We were hanger C, I think? They've probably realized that by now, though, and it's not going to make our job any easier."

"Well, that's that sorted. Glad to hear you two are doing waaahahahaha, hello, there," she cut off, skidding to a halt as she rounded a corner into the barrel of a security droid. "PLEASE PUT YOUR HANDS UP AND AWAIT THE ARRIVAL OF FURTHER SECURITY PERSONNEL," it droned. "Sure thing," she smiled, holding her free hand up in a peaceful gesture of surrender. "Afraid I'm kind of in a hurry, though. Is that model sentient?" "PLEASE PUT YOUR HANDS UP AND AWAIT THE ARRIVAL--" "Yeah, no. Not talking to you, sorry. Echo?" The small metal device hanging off the alien woman's belt lit up, a circular lens on the outside shining yellow. "I believe the word you were looking for was 'sapient'," a distinguished male voice responded, light pulsing in time to the words. "From the looks of him he's a Cynka-series civilian protection android; one of the newer model 805s, I do believe. Their engineering is really quite remarkable: they've been given a custom hardware set that compiles whole volumes of pre-set orders for the specific job and environment they happen to find themselves deployed in--" "So, 'pre-set orders' means no?" The voice sighed, light dimming in something akin to put-upon defeat. "....no, ma'am, they are not 'sentient'." "PLEASE PUT YOSHTGZZZ~*!" The droid found itself interrupted by a foot-and-a-half of dark, matte metal blade that had just sprouted from its chest. It collapsed as Eclipse broke back into a jog, twisting on the floor as she pulled her tail out of the back of its chassis. "Less than a minute from rendezvous," she announced over her commlink, spur folding back into the tip of her tail. "Watch the droids - they aren't very smart, but I don't know how twitchy they'll get around passengers."

Lor Space The Unseen Ocean - interstellar transport vessel All was quiet on The Unseen Ocean - and, really, it had better have been for what people at this end of the massive vessel paid for the trip. The middle-class got the midship and the proles got pods and benches back by the engines, but this section, near the bow, was all high-rollers and corporate contracts. In fact, even the halls outside the multi-room suites were silent and nearly empty - a lone few employees, impeccably dressed, made their way through the smooth metal and plastic archways to keep everything invisibly supplied and anonymously clean. All of which, unfortunately, made the woman who stepped out of one of the corporate suites stand out like a sore thumb. A bellhop stopped cold, fins along the side of his head extending in surprise as he stared - her already unacceptably-dyed hair was disheveled, her would-be faultless uniform torn in places and discolored near the shoulder in what could have been her own blood if she'd had any visible wounds. A slow clicking sound drew his attention downward, to the segmented tail that was slowly curling out from between the door and its frame as she flashed a winning smile and tried to close the door. The door stopped short of its frame, stuck on the arm of someone who - at the sudden sensation of their limb getting hit by a closing aperture - made a disoriented and not-quite-conscious groaning sound. "Ah - no tickets," the woman explained, flashing her smile again and none-too-gently kicking the hand out of the way so that the door would shut. She picked up a heavy, ornate case from where she'd set it down, quickly brushing past the young man on her way aftward. The bellhop reached for his commlink. "I've got the cabin package, Rock, but we're probably blown. We've only got a few minutes before an alarm gets hit and security starts crawling out of the walls." Eclipse tore what was left of the uniform off, exposing a far more practical jumpsuit underneath and putting some extra energy in her stride as, all around her the lights went red and a low klaxon sounded. She reached up to her ear with her free hand to adjust the volume on her communicator. "....maybe less. Please tell me things went cleaner on your end."

"That's a lot of damage for 'days'," Gaian Knight noted, grimly pulling his cloth facemask up. He'd brought a fair host of stone shards with him through the portal, and they bristled behind him like spines, turning to follow his gaze as if he expected an attack from anywhere. Which, to be fair, he did. "Tiamat, probably best to stay grounded for now; we're going to be attention-drawing enough without getting the attention of the hives up there. I'm going to see if I can't get a feel for what's under our feet." As the dragon grunted in response and turned a careful eye upward, Gaian Knight planted his feet and sent his senses into the earth, hoping to whatever gods were left on this world that the whole thing wouldn't be one giant hive.

Gaian Knight & Tiamat >What's Eating You? (7) 7 posts Dragonfly >Mystery at Bedside Manor (2) 2 posts Wraith >Necklace of Ropes (1) >Night Rings (1) 1+1= 2 posts Ref point to Dragonfly.

"Mmh." Mara seemed comforted, if not totally at peace with her failure, and after half-heartedly tweaking an unlabeled knob on her device she banished it back to wherever its parts had come from. She brushed her hands off and gave the pile of clothes one final frown before kicking them into a corner behind the stairs and following Ellie back up. "Attack in a hospital is a weird choice," she mused, running her mind back to what they'd seen in the futile hope that she'd notice something they'd missed the first time around. Unfortunately, being able to replay events in your own head wasn't always much help when the replay was limited by what you'd already noticed. "Very public. Not high-security, but not..mmh. Don't know. Never tried to assassinate someone. Motels, maybe? Vulnerable. Too many people in a hospital, weird schedules, light security. Rooms often double-occupied or more. Doable with a lot of stealth, maybe, good disguise, but....weird disappearing aside, sweater-and-hat don't strike me as covert gear. Too many holes in the data."

"I suspect there'll be a lot of 'bust in and burn them all' to be had," Tarrant admitted, with the tone of a man who wasn't looking forward to such things. Teagan made a sound that implied she very much was, and that earned her a disapproving look which, in turn, only got an apologetic, if guiltless, grin the size of a small car. "Still, my vote for first step is contact with the local survivors. We can't - and arguably shouldn't - burn a whole planet down. Terrible crimes against nature and goodness they might be, but it sounds like these things are still basically intelligent and I'd like to keep casualties low to nothing if at all possible. That means information, and folks on the other side are going to have more of that than we will." "Ah, the knight's bleeding heart," Teagan observed, not entirely approving. "It is going to get you killed one day, my friend." He shrugged, pulling his goggles down and, with one hand, brushing his minefield of rock shards out of the portal's entrance. "Yeah, probably. Everyone ready?"

Wraith's eyes turned up in amusement at the comment about how different their minds all were, but the expression was brief - she didn't know exactly what the full capabilities of the nanotech on the other side of the door was, but she doubted it would have held her for long and she wasn't far off from a blob of nanomachines herself. She'd climbed up to the roof of their little room to make room for the others, a four-legged, silver monster-beast lurking on the ceiling, but at Ghost Girl's prompting extended another long, multi-jointed arm and began jabbing at the top of the control panel. Well, 'top' relative to everyone else, anyway. "I believe I am fully in support of blowing this place up," she confirmed, humming in...concern? Excitement? Whatever the Kinigosi equivalent of adrenaline was, she was apparently feeling it now that the action had passed. "I do not know exactly what a 'doom coil' is, but it sounds very final and I believe I like that."

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Limiting Duration like that is certainly unusual, but I have no real problem with it. A novel application of the extra! APPROVED

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Combat Your grapple bonus is actually higher than what you've listed! Going all-out, it works out to [+4 (attack) + 2 (str bonus) + 4 (additional limbs) + 2 (elongation) + 6 (enh. str bonus)] = +18. That +2 can make all the difference. Saves Will gets a bonus from your Wisdom; with a Wis bonus of +2, 2pp spent to boost it, and Enhanced Will 8, the total saving throw bonus is +12, not +10.

I have been reading just enough Hellboy and Atomic Robo lately to be downright tickled by the idea of magic mothpeople. Because of course there are magic mothpeople. Why wouldn't there be? Powers The Magic Array is missing its feats; don't forget to list the actual 'Alternate Power 6' power feat in the Array itself for easy bookkeeping. The Teleport AP is listed as 32/32pp, but is only a 31pp power; you have room for another feat here. Flight is missing its cost, though it's tallied correctly in the final pp totals.

Interesting! General A few formatting things; largely just stuff that would make the sheet easier to read. I've touched these up for you. Combat Grapple would be +13 in liquid form even without the elongation - +7 melee +6 from dex (w/ Grappling Finesse). Knockback is -(imp. toughness + 1/2 non-impervious toughness + misc modifiers); with Imp. Toughness 6 and a total toughness of +7 (so 1 non-impervious toughness), that's a full knockback resist of -6, not -5. That's pretty minor, though, so I've taken the liberty of tweaking that too to save you time and trouble. Here's the bit I'm not gonna touch, though: alternate form and insubstantial are Sustained powers by default - that means that when a character with an alternate form gets KO'd, they revert back to their base form. By default, Liquify would revert back to being human if knocked unconscious. Unfortunately, I note that in your fluff you were aiming for a character who basically becomes a puddle when taken out of the fight. If you want to get around that, you'd have to make the insubstantial power and probably the container itself Continuous in duration, or accept the complication (generally recorded as Normal Identity) that if knocked out he reverts to weak, fleshy Matt.

SPAAAAAAAACE character. Did a little character slot shuffling for this one, with current characters (and awards) like so: Slot 1 (PL10): GK Slot 2 (PL8): Dragonfly Slot 3 (PL10, new): Wraith Slot 4 (Platinum, 180pp): Eclipse Bronze: Eclipse (equipment) Silver: GK (sidekick) Gold: GK (sidekick) Platinum: Slot 4.

Eclipse Power Level: 10 [15] (180/250PP) Trade-Offs: +3 Attack / -3 Damage; +5 Defense / -5 Toughness Unspent Power Points: 70PP In Brief: Tried 'good'; tried 'bad'. Took a third option. Residence: The Horizon. Alternate Identity: Captain Talisyn "Eclipse" Alar Identity: Public Birthplace: Lor space Occupation: Freelancer Affiliations: Horizon crew, Lor military (retired), Khanate pirates (retired) Family: parents (no contact), brother (little contact) Description: Age: 83 Apparent Age: early thirties Gender: female Ethnicity: Alarian Height: 5'10" Weight: 150lb Eyes: black sclera & glowing purple irises (artificial) Hair: black w/ purple bangs Like all of her people, Talisyn sports dark gray skin, gently pointed ears, a subtly-ridged jawline, and an extra set of canine teeth. Like most, she also has a certain fondness for bi-colored hair and tends toward a lean, flexible build that's more agility than raw muscle. Her species' notable regenerative abilities leave her remarkably free of scars, considering the life she's led. Somewhat less standard is her extensive cybernetic work - while sporting nothing so crude as the large metal plates and oversized replacement limbs seen in the poorer districts of less civilized space, Talisyn has clearly been on the table once or twice. Whatever her eyes used to look like, they've long-since been replaced with a mechanical pair, glowing purple irises on black sclera; here and there across her body and upper limbs run symmetric lines of chrome, betraying deeper augmentations. None of those, of course, are more notable than the tail - her spine has clearly been replaced, an interplay of matte metal and skin running down her back until it becomes a narrow, segmented tail longer than she is tall. Power Descriptions: The only power Talisyn can truly claim as her own is her species' not-insignificant regenerative powers, which have some difficulty dealing with deeper wounds but takes care of minor damage with speed and efficiency. Her blaster is a well-worn, but equally well-maintained military-spec weapon, issued mainly to Lor military special operations: twin-barrelled and held close to center-of-mass, it's designed for fast response and a stubborn refusal to compromise between accuracy and close-quarters reliability. It's been heavily customized, linking to Taliysn's eyes for enhanced targeting and alternate fire modes. The sword, on the other hand, would look new if the grip and scabbard weren't showing their age - resembling a long and only lightly-curved Earth scimitar, the edge shows no signs of wear and the flat of the blade bears a multi-winged design that could have been engraved yesterday. History: The Alarian empire was a force to behold...or, so the history books say. Among the first truly great space-faring civilizations seeded by the Precursors, the citizens of Alar developed curious technologies, established bases across the systems under their control...and collapsed. The destruction of their home worlds broke the back of their empire, leaving as memories only undiscovered caches of wonders and a surviving population with neither the numbers nor the knowledge to maintain their hold. That was all well before Talisyn's time, though - the dawn of modern history. Her people are still scattered, nearly-cultureless, and (by reputation) unable to maintain even basic family units for long - something she did little to disprove. As soon as she was old enough she left to find her own way through the universe. A short but successful stint in the Lor military taught her skill and discipline, but chafed at her sense of accomplishment and freedom - the bureaucracy and red tape made actually doing anything nigh-impossible in her eyes. The relative freedom of the pirates she'd worked against turned out to be too tempting to resist, but while she could accomplish more the actual goals forced on her were, while often exhilarating, too often unacceptably distasteful. And so she found herself somewhere in the middle, skills cheerfully for hire to anyone with a cause that was worthy or lucrative enough. When what should have been a simple theft was complicated by the revelation that they weren't stealing artifacts, but rather components of a weapon too dangerous to allow anyone to hold, cirumstances found her with a new ship, a new crew, and new enemies. She felt it was a pretty good outcome, all told. Personality & Motivation: Talisyn values independence above almost anything else - she has a severe dislike for being in debt, and an acquired distaste for taking orders from anyone she doesn't already respect. She recognizes the abstract importance of a larger machine of law and government, but has yet to find a specific example that meets her standards - very little grinds her teeth like people suffering under the abuse of the system, or people with no good recourse because the bad guy's better at politics and bribery. She insists that she's a strictly independent agent looking for profit and fame, but can usually be found on the side of the underdog: the little person in need, the side that stands up against the overpowered bully trying to become the next big thing. None of which, of course, she'd tell you about if you asked. She is flippant, irreverent, sharp-tongued and cocky. She'll say half of what's actually true in twice as many words, smiling the whole way. Life, she'd insist, is for fun, for enjoying as you can - even when you live as long as she will (assuming she doesn't get herself killed first). Powers & Tactics: Talisyn has confused and/or frustrated everyone she has ever served under for her inconsistent response to danger - if she's taking things seriously and the stakes are high enough, she has a keen mind for planning and will approach a problem surgically, methodically, and with caution. If she doesn't, or if she's thrust into a situation without warning, she instead swings the other way entirely and jumps in feet-first, laughing and taunting all the while. She's a highly-skilled markswoman and sword-fighter, and an experienced and well-trained pilot, though she won't fight or fly fair if she can help it - rules are for people who haven't survived as many scrapes as she has. An unfortunate few have discovered that she's hardly safe when unarmed, as well; her tail, already a surprisingly efficient blunt instrument, hides a long, sharp spur perfect for those times when someone thinks a little rope (or a guard or two) will hold an enemy agent. Complications: Artifact Hunter - Despite her best efforts, Talisyn has a certain fascination with her people's old artifacts - the bits and baubles left behind when the ancient empire fell, and by extension old forgotten machines and cosmic constructs in general. If the first-best way to draw her out is to tread on the helpless, the second-best is to leak information on a newly-discovered cache or device on some backwater planet. And even if it's real, one simply has to find out what it does.... Helping the Helpless - Talisyn holds a severe weak spot for the downtrodden and people being taken advantage of by the system they live under. She'll go well out of her way to lend them a hand, offer some leverage, and try to even the scales. My Crew - Don't mess with her crew. Playing Both Sides - Talisyn has a history with both the law and the lawless, and while this leaves her with contacts on both sides it also leaves her with a lot of people who see her actions as betrayals and signs of a general lack of trustworthiness. Political Currency - Her people have none. They are the remaining descendants of a ancient and long-broken empire, a people without much organization, culture, or representation in darn near anything. Priorities - Talisyn has a ship to run, a crew to support, and a life to lead. Living isn't free, and balancing helping someone vs. getting paid isn't always easy. Regrowing Pains - Talisyn's healing factor is effective and efficient but can be slowed or stopped by starvation, and frequent or extensive healing leaves her drained and hungry. Abilities: 4+8+4+4+2+6= 28pp Strength: 14/16 (+2/+3) Dexterity: 18 (+4) Constitution: 14/20 (+2/+5) Intelligence: 14 (+2) Wisdom: 12 (+1) Charisma: 16 (+3) Combat: 14+10= 24pp Initiative: +8 Attack: +7 (+13 melee, +13 blaster, +7 ranged) Grapple: +16 (+19 w/ tail) Defense: +15 (+5 base, +10 dodge bonus, +3 flat-footed) Knockback: -2 Saving Throws: 2+5+5= 12pp Toughness: +5 (+5 Con) Fortitude: +7 (+5 Con, +2) Reflex: +9 (+4 Dex, +5) Will: +6 (+1 Wis, +5) Skills: 19pp Skills boosted by ECHO are noted as such. Skills granted entirely by ECHO are italicized. Acrobatics 2 (+6 / +10 w/ tail) Bluff 11 (+14 / +18 w/ attractive) Computers 3 (+5 / +10ECHO) Craft (Mechanical) 3 (+5) Diplomacy 7 (+10 / +14 w/ attractive) Gather Information 1 (+4) Knowledge (Art) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Civics) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Current Events) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 1 (+3 / +10ECHO) Knowledge (History) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Tactics) 8 (+10) Knowledge (Technology) 4 (+6)ECHO Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 3 (+5)ECHO Knowledge (Streetwise) 3 (+5) Languages 1 (native, galstandard) Medicine 4 (+5) Notice 9 (+10) Pilot 10 (+14) Search 3 (+5) Sense Motive 9 (+10 / +15ECHO) Stealth 1 (+5) Feats: 28pp Ambidextrous Attack Focus (Melee) 6 Attractive Connected Dodge Bonus 10 Equipment 13 (+13 from Vet Award) Fast Task (Taunt) Improved Initiative Luck Master Plan 2 Power Attack Precise Shot Quick-Draw Taunt Equipment: 1+4+6+54= 65ep Handcuffs [1ep] Smoke Grenade (Obscure 2 (10' radius)) [4ep] Ship Communicator (Communication 5 (Radio; Extras: Area [5 miles]; Flaws: Limited [other ship communicators]) + Super-Senses 1 (Communication Link [ship, radio])) [5+1= 6ep] The Horizon (spaceship) [54ep] An old but faithful spaceship from a forgotten age, the Horizon is a testament to the people who built her and the dedication of her crew and engineer. Size: Awesome (-12 atk/def; STR 60; Toughness 15) [5ep] Strength: +10 (STR 70) [2ep] Features: Hidden Compartments Navigation System Computer Defense System Fire Prevention System Hangar Library Living Space Security System Workshop Blast 10 [20ep] Flight 4 (100mph) [9ep] Super-Movement 3 (Space Travel 3) [6ep] Super-Senses 2 (Communication Link [ship communicators, radio], Radio Sense) [2ep] Powers: 10+6+2+2+1+1+7+10+14+6+10= 69pp ECHO 2 (10pp container; Flaws: Hard-to-Lose; Feats: Restricted 2 [responds only to Eclipse & known allies]) [10pp] A dry-humored AI originally designed for information processing and dissemination; accompanies Eclipse via a small device on her belt, capable of projecting himself or appearing on her cyber-eye 'HUD'. He responds poorly to the uncivilized and the violent. Enhanced Feats 1 (Online Research) [1dp] Enhanced Skills 9 (Computers 5, Knowledge (Art) 3, Knowledge (Civics) 3, Knowledge (Current Events) 3, Knowledge (Galactic Lore) 7, Knowledge (History) 3, Knowledge (Technology) 4, Knowledge (Theology and Philosophy) 3, Sense Motive 5) [9dp] Enhanced Con 6 [6pp] (cybernetics) Enhanced Str 2 [2pp] (cybernetics) Immunity 4 (Aging, Disease, Poison, Radiation; Flaw: Limited [half]) [2pp] (alien biology) Leaping 1 (x2) [1pp] (cybernetics) Speed 1 (10mph) [1pp] (cybernetics) Super-Senses 7 (Analytical Vision [all], Extended Audio [normal], Extended Vision [normal], Infravision, Ultra-Hearing, Ultravision) [7pp] (cyber-eyes, ear implants) Cyber-Tail 2 (10pp container) [10pp] A long, segmented, cybernetic tail; when grafted onto a subject, it grants a prehensile appendage capable of grasping, enhancing balance, and combat. Additional Limbs 1 [1pp] Enhanced Skill 1 (Acrobatics +4) [1pp] Elongation 2 (+10ft; Extras: Action [Free]; Flaws: Limited [Tail]) [2pp] Strike 4 (Feats: Mighty, Variable Descriptor (blunt, slashing, piercing)) [6pp] (retractable tail blade) Blaster 3 (15pp device; Flaws: Easy to Lose; Feats: Accurate 3, Restricted 2) [14pp] Military SpecOps-issue personalized blaster; old, scarred, but reliable. Fire Mode Array 7 (14pp array; Feats: Alternate Power 1) [15dp] BP: Blast 7 [14/14pp] AP: Damage 7 (Extras: Area [Cone, Targeted], Selective; Flaws: Action [Full-Round]) [14/14pp] Sword 2 (10pp device; Flaws: Easy to Lose) [6pp] Star-metal swords are so much easier to come by in the stars. Strike 4 (Extras: Penetrating 3; Feats: Improved Critical 2, Mighty) [10dp] Regeneration 10 (Recovery Bonus +4 [+9], Bruised 3 [no action], Injured 3 [1 minute]) [10pp] (alien biology) DC Block ATTACK RANGE SAVE EFFECT Unarmed Touch DC18 Toughness Damage (Staged) Blaster (single) 10x 70' DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Blaster (area) 70' cone DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Sword Touch DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Tail 10' DC22 Toughness Damage (Staged) Totals: Abilities (28) + Combat (24) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (19) + Feats (28) + Powers (69) = 180/250PP

"Agreed, though we need to make sure no more of those things come here, while we're at it," Tarrant added, frowning at the portal. "It'll do us no good to save one world only to ruin another, and considering how often we jump and gate and teleport, I imagine it's only a short hop from here to Prime, these days." He sighed, reaching one hand up to rub the back of his neck. "It'd be nice to just drive them off, though. That's our best case: drive them off, keep them away somehow. I'm growing pretty tired of seeing or hearing about worlds dying, and we already have our hands full." "You don't have to bring them here," Teagan dryly pointed out, glow - at least, the unnatural, whole-eye glow - fading as she scratched her runes out with one mighty claw. "If the thermovore saw skyscrapers, they're a 'modern' society, for what little that's worth. You could send them to your world, let them live there, where they'd be more comfortable. You don't have to take in every lost, scruffy, lonely creature you find in the wild." "Heh - says the lost, lonely creature that was found in the wild?" "I," she replied, leaning her fearsome head down to look Tarrant straight in the eye...though not without some amusement, "am not scruffy."

Got internet! That was...ahead of schedule. How convenient. I have some family visiting, though, so I'll still probably be scarce until Sunday/Monday.

"Yes," Mara pondered, frowning past Ellie into the hall. "Think I can. Not perfectly comprehensive, but can check for common things at least? Parts, parts...." The young woman took a moment to glance up the stairs before putting her hands to her choker, the air between them twisting outward and dropping what looked like an unfinished half-sphere the size of a dinner plate into her grasp, along with a few random pieces of wiring and circuitry that she almost managed to catch. Once it was arranged on the ground, though, she demonstrated far more agility and dexterity as the multi-tool came out and (apologizing - "....sorry, need your visual array....") the parts came together into...a thing. It was definitely something, anyway. After a few minutes' work it looked a bit like someone had attached a cheap screen over the top of a large metal bowl, but the bowl was full of wires and metal and its outside had been covered in lenses and prongs. Whatever the mash of data on the screen showed her as she swept it around, though, was underwhelming. "That's...no. Okay, so. Not molecularly unstable, no atom shifting, no energy trace or tachyon pattern, no...they're clothes," she finally observed, looking frustrated. "Just clothes. No nothing here, which is...I don't know. Maybe I missed something in the scan?" She bit her lip, frowning. "Always forget something. Not the most obvious choices, though. Maybe magic, but not always subtle, there, and have a hard time scanning for that...."