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Blodeuwedd stood and considered her options for a few moments, not quite getting it all she didn't want to get in the way but she still was going to help if she could. From what she understood Mark could probably do this all on his own, so the obvious division of labour would be to help Grim with the more serious maze. And hey she had some experience of the supernatural that they could maybe use, though she doubted that the Welsh myths would be as much use really. She followed behind the couple as they bickered, without thinking so quiet that she might as well not be there, suppressing a smile at the couple. She didn't want to interrupt so she kept quiet but available if needed, almost invisible until needed.

Cathy was torn as thing took an unexpected turn, they should have really expected that he knew that they looking to track him down. The sensible thing would be to stay on the roof and provide support away from danger, but she also wanted to be there to support her girlfriend. At the end of the day, there wasn't really a choice and with only a few moment of considering the options, she dropped through the skylight, creating a spiralling column of ice to take her down to the floor of the warehouse.

Frostbytes Will Save: 1d20+7 22. So how much can she react to right now?

Dancia has originally done a few business post as a favor to a colleague who'd had a hot date, Lola had promised her an invite to the wedding next year. But somehow her fair and balanced reporting had somehow earned her the attention of Sarah Grant, who'd have thought just telling the truth would be such a rare thing in today's media? And it had paid off as today she'd been invited to do a piece on Sarah and had been invited up to meet her in person and do an interview, giving the choice between that and the Freedom Fish Festival she'd had chosen meeting any CEO every time. With her hearing, she's heard the entire exchange but as she stood in the doorway she had to play it dumb. "I hope you don't mind sir? I'm Dancia Devons from the Freedom Ledger site, I'm just here to do a piece on Ms. Grant here obviously I'll leave out anything you don't want me to say."

GM Post The offices had the feeling of being a new startup, with lots of young and eager people bustling about. Which was understandable seeing how many people had been gently ushered out thanks to less than legal business practices. Though whilst the personal assistant outside of Grants office wasn't much older than his own daughter she seemed fairly efficient and capable. Ms. Grant office took up about half of the top floor and was an exercise in contrasts. The large windows cast half the office in bright sunlight whilst the other half would have been cast in shadow. There were signs that the senior Grant sat cast in menacing shadows below what a faded part of the wall suggested a massive painting now removed. Sarah Grant obviously didn't agree with such things and the massive wooden desk sat in the corner bathed in light. It was also telling that that corner seemed to be the only part of the office used, she was obviously uncomfortable with such a large place. Sarah herself made her way to the door to greet Asad, no games of who was the alpha she was happy to treat him as an equal as she guided him to a chair "Please take a seat Mr. Al-Misri, would you care for a drink? My father..." she said the word like it was a four lettered word "...has a very good collection of very expensive Whiskeys." As she spoke she made herself a fresh orange juice as she waited for his response. "There was an apparent misunderstanding over schedules so I hope you don't mind if we're joined by someone else."

There was always a little disappointment when they had to cancel a date, even now each date still felt like the very first, but it was something they'd both agreed on when Klara had decided to come out of retirement. Besides she was happy that Tracy was still important enough at her age to be called upon at a moments notice. The sirens pulled her out of her thoughts and without really thinking about it she was on her feet and moving to catch up with the fire truck. Whilst she'd been told that her bracelet should be able to fly as well as teleport she'd never been able to get them to quiet work. Something for another time, and when a crisis wasn't happening, so instead she used her knowledge of the city and some teleport to instead grab onto the side of the fire engine. She waved through the window at the Firefighters inside. "I hope you don't mind me hitching a life, I believe we're travelling to the same destination."

Truly Outrageoused by Absurdist Voin Zhenshchina Add the following to her Gemmed Bracelet: Gemmed Bracelet 7 (35 point Magical Device, Easy to Lose (21PP) Blast 10 (100ft Range) [20PP] AP: Super Strength 10 (Effective Str 90 [Heavy Load 820 lbs]) [20] Flight 5 (250mph, 2,200 ft/rnd) [10PP] Teleport 4 (Flaw: Long Range) [2PP]

"Aye her expertise would be helpful right now, but if she was we'd be neck deep in trouble by now. For better or worse I guess." She walked around the skylight looking for an obvious view into the warehouse, frowning that there wasn't one available she stood hand on hips and thought about her options for a moment. "I'm going to try something, hopefully, it shouldn't make thing to hinky if it doesn't work." She touched a finger to one of the smaller panels, sticking it to the glass. She then began to reduce the temperature of the glass rapidly reducing the temperature would, she hoped, shrink the glass enough to come out of the frame.

Blodeuwedd slinked back a little, not fully into the shadows but away from the metaphorical limelight. It was kind of her default anyhow that she tended to adopt even when not really thinking about it. Normally this was for stalking or avoiding enemies, but here the only opponents would be made from straw if she understood all this right! Not really knowing exactly what was being planned she was really waiting to be given instruction on how to help make the magic happen, she might be good at improvising but she was just as good at following orders.

Cathy put them gently on the roof the warehouse and stepped cautiously on the roof of the building, there was a good chance of a skylight that they could use to get a good look inside the building. "I know I don't have to say this, but I have a really bad feeling about this! We should be cautious with Auld Reekie." With the confidence, only a teenager could possess Cathy didn't feel that they needed help, more that he might make thing a little more difficult for them. Though even then she wished they'd gotten help from the rest of their classmates, even one of Madison or her little gang.

Cathy thought about their options for a few moment about their next step, she knew enough not to underestimate an opponent like Auld Reekie. "Let's do a circuit of the place and see if we can work out where he's hiding out." she formed an ice slide in front of herself and stepped on "I don't think we should split up so hop on up!" she gave a wicked little smile "There's not much room so we'll have to be really close!" Trying to be as normal as possible Cathy tended to downplay her inferred vision, tending to ignore the heat auras that surrounded people and things. But in a dark mostly empty place like this is was a perfect tool to look for people.

Auld Reekie had never come as far north as her home, in fact, she'd never had to face a true supervillain before coming to Freedom City, but she had seen some of his antics on television and she was more than happy to help put him away. Plus as sappy as it sounded it was always nice to have some time alone with Phae. "We should probably come up with some sort of plan for how we should deal with him?" after Christmas at home her accent was again pretty thick In her ice form, she gently glinted in the artificial lights of the city.

GM Post Grant Conglomerate Headquarters, 1 Curie Street, Freedom City 15th October 2017 It had been news throughout the business world for many months since taking over the position of CEO Sarah Grant had been trying to clean house, first internally and then association with companies with dubious connections. Since taking over she had managed to survive many attempts to oust her from the company, and with a business acumen, she must have inherited from her father the company was beginning to recover and thrive. But they still needed to make new allies to make up for those they had cut loose over the last year or so, especially with feud happening over in Emerald City. In fact, it was a surprise that she had arranged to meet Asad already to arrange a new alliance between Grant Congroments and Summit Transnational.

GM Post Freedom Ledger, Business pages GRANT CEO RETIRES by Dancia Devons The business world was surprised today by the announcement of the retirement of Grant Conglomerate CEO Jonathan Grant (57). Even more surprising was the announcement of the appointed of his daughter Sarah Grant (28) to the position. Ms. Grant has been a champion of metahuman and alien right and averment critic of her own father. FEUD WITH MARSTECH DEEPENS by Dancia Devons The Grant Conglomerate has pulled out of a co-project with MARSTECH to develop the new Spartoi Powered Armor for the US Army, citing severe mismanagement of the project.

Lucy gave a little wave to Nick and was making her way over to talk to him when she came within the olfactory range of Aquaria. She stopped and looked at the young woman with a friendly smile, she wasn't bothered in the slightest about such questions. "You have a very sensitive nose young lady, most people don't even notice, I must say I slightly jealous as I have almost no sense of smell myself. It's because I'm dead, well more correctly un-dead, I hope it's not too unpleasant a smell." She was genuinely concerned that she wasn’t causing too much distress to Aquaria.

Blodeuwedd pulled her goggles up to the top of her head, as useful as they were they didn't really help in circumstances like these. Besides, she doubted anyone actually knew exactly who she was. "We don't have anything like this back in Wales, we celebrate Samhain in a very different way." Samhain was when the pact between the Order and the Tylwyth Teg that hide there home was renewed. After a rather solemn official ceremony, the rest of the night was a rambunctious party. The next day at church tended to be rather muted because of this. "But tell what you need and I’ll see what I can do."

From the shadows of the barn came a chuckle and two green eyes blazed out of the darkness. "I guess I'm in the right place then." the voice had a trace of an accent From the shadows stepped a cloaked figure who threw back her hood to reveal a young woman, she gave a tight smile at Grim before adding "I was in town and I thought it'd be nice to catch up when there wasn't some kind of crisis brewing. Some very rude woman at you places said you'd be here so here I am. Sorry about all that I just did it's kind of a force of habit." She turned to the other and looked them over, knowing some for the Orders well-maintained files and others from just watching the news. "I'm Blodeuwedd and it's a pleasure to meet you all. I guess I'm here to help set all this up."

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What’s in a Name? Triakosia The Sanctum, Mount Thor, Baffin Island, Canada June 17th, 2017 When Dancia had the time and needed to think she often came here to the Sanctum to wander among the trophies he'd gathered during his long career. She wondered if he ever struggled with his image? She'd done nothing wrong but she still worried about gaining the respect of the public after everything her evil duplicate had done, most of it might not have happened in Freedom City but it still mattered, even if she'd continued doing what she could to be a hero. She stopped in front of a glass case containing a blue and white costume that Centurion had worn for a little while, Centurion Blue the historian called that time. Maybe she should go for a change of image or even a change of name to reflect a new start? A low humming noise, well below a human's normal hearing, began to come from a strange shield like portal at the end of the room. That and a strange shimmering suggested it was active and from what she remembered it was his dimensional portal. She had traveled between worlds a few times, meeting alternate versions of herself, so its existence wasn't a bother though of cause she wondered why it started up now. It couldn't be a coincidence and she only paused for the merest of moments, the active portal probably meant someone was in trouble. So she stepped through the portal. June 17th, 2007 The giant screen at one end of the room showed the date was ten years from where she had left, different dimensions she knew went at different rates of speed. The screen itself showed a massive creature, a mix of humanoid, squid, and parts that made her eyes hurt even watching it through a monitor screen, attacking of cause Freedom City. Two tiny looking shapes appeared to be flying around the creature in blue and gold trying to fight the massive beast. Watching it all was a little girl, around ten or so Dancia would have guessed, who when she saw Dancia came over and gave her a massive hug. "Mommy you are okay, I was so worried about you and daddy!" Trying to hide her shock Dancia knelt in front of the young girl, that face bore a strong resemblance to her own. The mess of blonde hair she must have got from her father, it would have explained the two fighting on the screen. "I'm not your mom honey, I'm just a visitor from another Earth. Do you understand?" the little girl just nodded in hopefully understanding "My names Dancia, what's yours?" "Well I'm not supposed to talk to strangers... but if you another mom then I guess you, not a stranger." the girl smiled at her own logic "I'm Melitta, one day I'm going to be a hero like my mom..." she paused before adding "And my daddy too I guess. Mommy says I can have her superhero name as well." As the Melitta spoke another creature bigger than the first arrived out of the water. Even with the smattering of extra heroes fighting alongside it was going to be a tough fight. She wanted to try and help but she didn't want to worry poor little Melitta "I bet you already have a costume right? I'd really like to see you wearing it, maybe we can take a picture as a surprise for mommy?" The little girl beamed with excitement before running off to show her new not mom, the crisis on the screen briefly forgotten for the moment. The voice on the other end of the commlink sounded to her ears a little older, a little more experienced, but it was definitely her own voice. For a second she didn't know what to say, but she had to gather her thoughts lives were at stake here. "Hello I'm another you from another Earth, I'm at the Sanctum with your daughter..." "Is she there now, please tell me that she's not watching?" there was a fear in her voice, this did not bear well "No I sent her out of the room, she won't be gone long." "Good now listen I know you want to come and help, but it's far too late for any of us. Promise me you'll take my little Melitta away from this world?" Dancia normally knew exactly what to say, but for once she wasn't quite sure what to say. It was such a big responsibility to take on, but how could she refuse if things were that bad? "But... but what do I tell her, about what happened?" she knew that she couldn't refuse this offer, but it was still so much to take in right now "Tell her the truth when she's old enough. Tell her..." They both heard it the slight woosh of a very small person flying back into the room. "Mommy?" little Melitta was obviously worried, but not overly so, luckily for Melitta her hearing must not be that far beyond normal. Luckily the footage from the screen had cut off, she wouldn't get to see how bad things really were. "Mommy loves you very much, but I need you to go with Dancia here. Be brave remember one day you'll be..." Freedom City Hall June 17th, 2027 “...Centuria!” The little crowd gathered around the steps broke into applause and the young woman in her blue and gold uniform stepped up to the podium. Standing proudly in the crowd was Dancia, her hair in a severe style to hide the fact that she hadn’t really aged a day since arriving on this Earth. They'd discussed this moment a lot before this day, something to mirror when Dancia had reintroduced herself as a hero for Freedom City, inspired once again thanks to all that Melitta's mother who'd given so much to try and save her Earth. What more could she have done but be a real hero again, and help train another generation of hero. She might not have bore her but she couldn't help but feel proud of her as if she had, to all extent they were mother and daughter. She didn't know what the future had in store, but they were ready to take it all on together, she wasn't going to hang up her cape up anytime soon...

The first thing they told you when you went to Journalism school, well after where to go and when and what the teacher's name was, was that you should never get involved in the story. But right now it was very tempting to get involved in the fun, and as Triakosia she had gotten involved in the story more times than she would like to admit. But as she was playing the part of a mild-mannered reporter it felt a little unfair to just barge up there and start singing her heart out. Besides she only sung in front of Centurion the Cat and he didn't seem to like her singing, then again he never seemed to like anything except if food was required. "Does anyone mind I do a song? I mean I know I'm not wearing a costume..." It was as of that moment a true statement.

"Hello everyone I'm Lucy Harker, some might know me as Revenant." as she spoke Lucy gave a bright friendly smile, before raising her hands slightly and adding "Now pay me not heed I just thought I'd pop in and say hello, some of you are from around my neighborhood after all." With her tiny frame and very pale complexion, Lucy didn't really look like much of a threat at all. Unless you knew about just what she could do, especially vampires who didn't treat their food source with the proper respect.

Almost invisible to most people, unless you really looked, Miss Gure floated above the whole scene. With her eyes closed and her face serene, it was difficult to tell the mental concentration that was going on behind her alien visage. The speedster is inbound, we only have a few seconds before she arrives. She tried her best to let everyone know where they could expect her to arrive from, though obviously, it was difficult to predict someone traveling so fast. Still, Daphne wasn't worried she was sure that everyone here working as a team could deal with any problem they came up against.