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"Doesn't mean you two aren't old, Dad. Her hearing's always been better than yours." He settled behind a loaded-up plate with a grin, rolling his eyes at his father's comment about how soon he would or wouldn't settle down. "Yeah, twenty years, sure, when I'm old like you? I'm just picky, that's all" He took a few bites before continuing his conversation. "Super powers seem wacky no matter how you cut it. My kid could be one of those standard flying bricks, or someone who shoots punch-beams out of their eyes. Who knows?" He waved a half-eaten roll in the air as emphasis. "Just look at Holly and I. On the surface we're like mirrors of our folks, but my powers don't work quite like my dad's, and Holly's don't work quite like my mom's, though I think they're closer than Dad and I are."
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A very happy birthday to you, Ari!
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Thoughtspeed was on his feet and smiling in a couple normal eye-blinks (which meant that Hyperactive and Fast-Forward saw him smoothly but swiftly stand up and start smiling). He put his own hand forward to shake the other speedster's. "Hyperactive, it's good to meet you! And good to hear your friends are pitching in! Lets us focus on the important thing: running! By which I mean, me beating the pants off of both of you." His grin was nothing but the confidence of a young man in his prime. "Too bad we couldn't meet her today. We'd have two slowpoke parents. They could talk about boring old people stuff." His parents could tell Will was feeling his oats today.
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There was a chuckle...from Gabriel? "They say that Satan masquerades himself as an Angel of Light. A beautiful, noble presence. It's one thing to read it, another to see it; the only demons I've dealt with are definitely not beautiful, not like I'm sure the Father of Lies can make himself look at times. But even then..." More chuckles. "You know, I'll be honest. I'm actually mildly impressed." Gabriel's face held a confident smirk, though the expression still didn't quite reach his eyes. "I've seen a lot over the years, done a lot. But there's one experience that stands out as, probably, one of the most profound of my life, at least in a broader sense; I could give some bit here about personal revelations or experience with the Lord or the like, but let me widen the scope. You see, a couple of years ago, I was called upon to take up a duty for a few days, a duty station that had been empty for...a long time. I volunteered, to ensure the safety of many, due to the previous holder having become corrupt. I was successful, and I thought that would be that." He leaned forward a bit, his grin becoming wolfish. "I never thought I'd see another Rider On The White Horse in my mortal lifetime. I'd say it's a pleasure, but, well. That would be a lie." He sat back, his face suddenly serious. "And there's more than enough of that going on already."
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Will, Thoughtspeed, was lounging around at the picnic table, having some light snacks. Which, for his metabolism, meant a couple of sandwiches and a lot of chips and vegetables. Just to tide him over. His mother had said he couldn't dig into the best dishes until folks got here, but why was it taking so long! He did chuckle at his baby "brother's" antics, along with his sister's encouragement. <Careful with that revolutionary talk there, Holly. Wouldn't want a baby free of both chains and diapers running around your bedroom, would you?> When he noted the arrival of Hyperactive, he self-consciously reached up to ensure his mask was carefully affixed, though at times he wondered why he bothered. He wasn't wearing his full costume this evening, didn't see a need, but the mask was an affectation he was reluctant to part with. It was a weird neither-here-nor-there situation... Either way, he sat up straighter, dusted off his hands, and waited to be introduced, like a dutiful son. Hey, everything happened at least some of the time, right?
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I'll let a couple others post before Gabriel speaks up again.
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Gabriel listened to the Empress. He set his cup down on its saucer, and then pushed said saucer further onto the table, before folding his hands into his lap, and looking at the Empress. "Agents in our places? How convenient." Gabriel wasn't stupid. He just hoped the rest of the League would notice soon enough. But the implicit threat in that sort of arrangement was not something he'd just ignore. "I'm sure they'll do just fine, no one will notice, and our lives won't be...disrupted. Will they?" That wasn't really a question. "As for your little 'problem', we can just go talk to them instead of shooting at them, it should be fine. The Freedom League has protocols for Terminus Refugees, and I'm incredibly familiar with them. I've used them a time or two. It makes me wonder why you didn't just contact the Freedom League on our Earth to ask for help?" He smiled. It didn't reach his eyes. "Perhaps not convenient enough for you? No matter. I will of course go speak to these poor refugees, see what we can do to help permanently re-settle them. I think we'll just make sure they're fully off your world. Wouldn't do to disrupt it. After all, it is so very peaceful. We wouldn't want to ruin that peace." The smile somehow both became more powerful, and less friendly. "And then of course you can send us back to the lives you so carefully pulled us from. In case we're in any way disrupting the peace here ourselves."
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Happy birthday both of you! Enjoy it as much as possible!
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Sun Walker Init: 7. Welp.
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This was for noticing the thing the Empress was/is doing. This check is to notice whatever James is doing: 21. Ugh. Not gonna burn an HP on that though, so, no notice there. @Droideka that's a pretty good Bluff, but doesn't beat 50. If Gallant knows who Gabriel is, he might at least be able to wonder if something is off, though. Really, his reaction's up to you! @Heritage , that's fair. I don't intend to impose figure it out/don't figure it out on the other PCs by any stretch.
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Perception/Notice Check: 35.
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Gabriel smiled at Gabrielle picking up on his joke. Man, he was such a nice guy, wasn't he? If the others didn't notice that before, it just seemed so obvious now; Gabriel was just a nice guy! He gave the leader of the Empress's elite soldiers (or at least this little contingent of them) a slight bow. "It is, of course, absolutely an amazing honor for us to be here to work for someone so intelligent and caring. This level of foresight and planning is outright humbling, that she could arrange for us to be here yet not disrupt our lives. I look forward to better knowing and understanding the situation and her plan, to ensure safety and prosperity for your great nation. I'm sure we will all learn a valuable lesson or three here today." So nice, and so sincere, too! Gabriel really is just a swell guy, isn't he? When the doors open, Gabriel sweeps into the room, all smiles, arms clasped behind his back. He walks to a spot halfway between the table and the refreshments, before clasping his hands in front of himself. He offered a deep bow, from the waist, toward the Empress. "Your Majesty, Empress, may I say how much of an honor it is to be here? To be able to get a glimpse of this world you've built..." He shakes his head, a smile on his face, as he goes to get himself a saucer and teacup, humming to himself as he selects a precisely-labeled teapot and pours himself a cup, his eyes closing as he inhales the aroma, before turning and going to his seat. "You've even got one of my favorite blends. Astounding. Truly, this level of knowledge and preparation is a sign of a great ruler. So many miss the importance of small details, but I get the sense you do not, Empress." He sips with a smile, before setting his saucer and cup down on the table, far enough back from the edge to avoid an accident, before folding his hands on his lap, almost like a student in class, and looking at the Empress with a dazzling smile and a twinkle in his eye. How can anyone not like this guy? Nice, sincere, a bit of a flatterer, just a great person to be around. "I do so look forward to understanding the nature of this urgent errand of ours. I will admit, at first I felt a bit put-out coming here without notice, but now, well, you've handled the matters of our inconvenience, and of course our private identities, with so much attention, care, and subtlety, that it leaves me little doubt that this matter is indeed urgent, perhaps even gravely so. I am sure your research, and your explanation in this briefing, will help us all understand the vital nature of what we're here to do, what sort of problem we're here to deal with. After all, helping uphold the peace, prosperity, and security of such a wonderful, shining civilization as this? One of the highest honors possible. And we all bring such gifts to this great endeavor that it's only natural we assist. To whom much is given, much is required, as the Lord said. I'm sure we'll all rise to the occasion." He settled back in his chair, his smile set to "maximum dazzle", quietly sipping on his tea. His eyes never broke contact with those of the Empress.
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Right, time to make some checks. Switching Sonic Control Array to the Enhanced Charisma+Skills mode. Sense Motive on the minions, to figure out how thoroughly they believe in the whole "ours is not to question the mighty Empress, simply to do her will" sort of thing: 31. Use Skill Mastery to Auto-50 the Bluff on the minion-types to make them believe Gabriel's 1000% on-board and happy with things. Working for the Empress is clearly the best, you guys! Sense Motive on the Empress, just to try and get a read on her: 23. Hm. I'm gonna HP reroll that, he's got the heebie-jeebies here: 25, which becomes 35. Intimidate specifically on the Empress, going to roll this, goal is so that she knows he knows she knows who he is, and that they're there against their will, and he's not happy, but that the minions don't pick up on it: 48. Mediocre, but whatareyagondo. EDIT: Okay, so, um, yeah, it's up to @EternalPhoenix whether any of the PCs can overcome their comparative Sense Motive and Gabriel's Bluff check there. (Said Bluff should carry over between outside and inside, and failing that, just have him do another SM-Bluff check to make everyone not-the-Empress think that his little talk with her is totally for-reals helpful and sincere.) Offhand, I could see Grim picking up on it a bit more easily, due to both knowing Gabriel a bit better, and maybe having a bit better "in" on some of the freaky-deaky stuff here, but even then, up to you guys/EP. If you don't pick up on it, it may be shocking how helpful and supportive Gabriel is for this Stepford-Wives-Lite world. Meanwhile, the Empress can absolutely tell that Gabriel's working to Intimidate her, rather than Diplomacy. My roll is just to see how well it works, EP.
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I feel a bit lost as to whether one of the other PCs came out to interrogate Sun Walker and Red Moon, or if their scene is still separate. I think that's what's delayed me giving a post thus far....
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"That's Chrome, he's a hero and a cyborg!" is the level of knowledge I'm looking for here, so that's good!
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That's fair. And this is for "name, general power idea, is a hero" type stuff, not super-detailed. And only if they're geared up, otherwise they're just a person.
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Assuming everyone suits up, is it reasonable to say Gabriel knows the other heroes present with his Skill Master Auto-30 Gather Info for Well-Informed? (Everyone can know who Gabe is, he's been on the telly!)
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Carson gave a slight smile to James, but gave Honoka the dignity of not calling out her..flustering. He simply stood calmly until the teleport was finished. After finishing, he blinked a few times but maintained his composure otherwise. When invited out of the booth, as well as to change, he simply gave James and Honoka a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and began walking. Before he was even out of the booth, he was covered in glorious, shining armor, hands clasped behind his back as his great coat flared just so behind him. He stopped in the middle of the hall and stood, taking stock of who was there, and quickly getting a general idea of the somewhat...eclectic...group before them. He nodded at each of the heroes, and the Jade Dragons, present, taking in as much detail as he could. He turned to Gabrielle, raising one eyebrow (which was just barely visible through his helmet and mask). "I have but one question." He pauses, trying to lend it some gravity. "Will we have a spot of tea in this briefing?"
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First one sounds pretty solid, feels like one of our classic "where were you" vignettes (in the best way possible). I don't have a Space Character but I guess I'm trying to grasp how the 2nd idea plays out....would we have all the people on the board cast votes or something? Hm. So the idea is that the "icon" angle could be good or bad? It's an interesting idea. Not sure how it'd play out for any of my characters, but it's got some grip to it!
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Right, just what I was looking for, thanks. As a note, Gabe's doing absolutely nothing with his powers right now...except not suppressing his Enhanced Charisma (like he usually does). But then, that's just kind of a natural part of his presence, right?
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Carson calmly took a seat, slouching just slightly, supporting his head with one hand. His eyes were half-lidded, and he seemed unconcerned. The confusion seemed mostly gone. "Good to meet you, Mister Hendricks, Miss Takei. Even if the circumstances are...odd." He didn't move his eyes to glance around the cafe. Too obvious. Instead he relied on his hearing, and his body's innate sense of its surroundings, enhanced by all those wonderful little nodes that Miss Americana had told him about. "Hm. Hm. Hm." His hand not supporting his head idly rested on the table, the fingers lazily tapping out a beat. One-two-three-four. One-two-three-four. "I think, if you're not even told all the details, the only rational thing to do is speak to this Empress." One-two-three-four. One-two-three-four. "Never thought I'd meet even a Queen face-to-face, let alone an Empress. And here I thought meeting with the Pope that one time was the highest I'd go." One-two-three-four. One-two-three-four. Then he stopped and stood suddenly, brushing off his slacks and his dress shirt. His tastefully understated watch catches the light just so while he does so. Without even trying, he manages to cut a dashing, handsome figure. The sort some might expect on a magazine cover, or so he was told. That natural Irish accent of his, well, it just enhanced the charm. "Well. No use keeping Her Majesty waiting, now is there? Shall we be about it?"
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Gabriel The Dog Park Will Not Harm You: 1 IC Post Empire of Emerald and Jade: 1 IC Post Thoughtspeed From Beneath You It Devours: Atlantis Attacks: 1 IC Post Judex From Beneath You It Devours: Are You My Mummy?: 2 IC Posts Sun Walker Blood Runs Cold: 1 IC Post Don't think it makes a difference where we stack Gabe's posts, but academically let's say Judex.
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Let's assume I roll decently on a Sense Motive or two and a Perception or two. What's the general impression Gabriel/Carson really gets of the "crowd", aka the folks all around? What, if anything, can he "pick up" off of the guy with the guitar? What about the lady struggling to keep up? Does he notice anyone beyond these two?
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Carson just idly regarded the man, showing mild surprise on his face. "Hm? I suppose we can talk. Not sure what about, though!" He seems surprised, confused, and humble. Most anyone'd believe it, too. "Lead the way, Mister..." Clearly fishing for a name, then.
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Propelled out of the portal-column with notable force, Sun Walker tumbled through the air and over the ground, ending up crouched down, tail gently lashing behind him. He raised his eyes to meet Atraxia's own through her helmet. He accepted her hand and stood up. "No apologies necessary, Red Moon. Having never used that mode of transportation, I'd likely have had to compensate no matter what. Seeing as, yes, we're in the correct location, it's a non-issue." He looked around, giving her a slow nod. "That seems as good of a place as any. Every journey starts somewhere."