Tiffany Korta
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Cathy had been at this school long enough to know how these things tended to work, though somehow things always seemed to be one of heightened emotions. Maybe it had something to do with all the superpowered individuals float around. “Don’t listen to him Riley you know he’s just trying to get you riled. And in the end he’s really not worth the time and effort.” she gently touched her friend reassuringly on the shoulder, as she claimed the temperature returned to something resembling normal. “Have you ever seen the movie Mean Girls? You should it taught me everything I needed to know about US schools. Well Claremont’s operates a lot like that, but everything been turned up to eleven.”
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GM Post Madame Marvelous gave a very sly smile, she obviously already had some plan or other falling into place. “Of cause my dear after we capture this pretender we shall deal with the consequences. What a marvelous battle of wits it shall be you and me against SELFIE.” her words were obviously very carefully chosen. “I guess you don’t want to let me out of you sight until we can trap this foul villain. Where shall go and plan a daring assault?” The dry voice of Blodeuwedd drifted over their shared comm’s, she’d been quietly listening to the whole situation. “Why do I feel that this isn’t going to end well for us today?”
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Dancia gave Serge a little wave when she caught his eye hopefully they’d be able to catch up on the other end, if they happened to be going the same flight. It would be nice to catch up with someone without some crisis or other happening around them. She picked up her flight bag that was the bare minimum she needed, unlike most she could easily pop home to pick up anything she missed. “I wouldn’t worry too much even Europe has it’s own superheroes, there’ll probably be one closer than you can even think.” she managed to avoiding a much too obvious smile. “And they do say that flying is the safest way to travel.”
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Dancia had to remind herself that this was a bonus, a real piece if not a story and international travel to boot. Her editor had been all smiles as her offered her the story and tickets, on the paper, to fly over to the conference. That why she was sat her waiting for the plane to be got ready, she could have flown there already and be enjoying a cappuccino in a nearby cafe. But if she hadn’t used the ticket then questions would have been asked, so here she sat. She had been quietly reading, one of the many biographies of Centurion she been catching up with, when she heard Cassidy’s question. Without really thinking about it she looked up and over at the plane sat there. “Look’s like there just prepping the plane for passengers, must have a special passenger or something.” One advantage she had was that she didn’t have to worry about a window seat to get a great view.
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The Travellers Toughness Save: 1d20+10-2 21, consistant at least!
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As quickly as she could Frostbyte took to the air circling around the area to get a good feeling for the area as she could. They’d been through many different training scenarios during her time at Claremont but nothing quite like this. With a grim smile she thought how glad she was Riley wasn’t here, the coppery smell of so much blood was bad enough, without what he tended to use to hide his presence. After getting the feel of the land she began to lay down a thin layer of ice on the ground, today apparently she learned blood freezed at around the same temperature as water. The best she could she weaved around her friends and allies the ice wouldn’t last long enough to cause them any troubles. Hopefully it would cause the enemy a lot more problems.
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Move Action: Shall fly around the area on her ice platform. Standard Action: Area Trip Attack on as many as I can get in a 55ft area, it's selective so I won't get any of : our side. That's a DC 21 Reflex save to avoid falling over. Power Check: 1d20+11 23
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“So you can see the appeal then, that and she has amazing hair. Next time I’m a redhead I’m thinking of hair like that.” She resisted the urge to gloat or say she told them so, it was really part of the cause for being part of Vanguard. Beside part of being Britannia was that you occasionally got flashes of precognition. “We should hook up VERA to the feed, so we can get an idea of the scale of this thing. Though I doubt we’ll have trouble finding the swarm.” Her aura flared into light and she began to float a short distance above the ground. “Let’s go take a look at what's going on.”
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“I know what you thinking, you thinking that this Praetorian has been sticking back because they have this long unwieldy energy weapon. Only one problem with that though...” With a smile Sitara wielded the power pike around, again changing the setting so the weapon crackled with energy along it length. “This is quite a capable melee weapon as well. Here allow me to demonstrate how it works.” She spun the weapon around and struck her opponent with the pike causing a wave of energy to cracking around her opponent.
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Traveller shall hit the person rightin front of her Attack Roll: 1d20+10 25, it's a DC 16 Fort for the Paralyze and DC 22 Toughness for the Strike.
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I know it's a little last minute but could I maybe squeeze Triakosia in here? Not so good with the science but perfect with the social.
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“Yeah family’s great sometimes, but they can also be a pain. Part of the fun is choosing how you deal with family, real and chosen.” She slipped on a pair of sunglasses. She’d chosen her clothes carefully they showed some style and expense, as befitting the hotel, but also rather workmanlike for the local. Her plan, as usual, was to blend into the crowd whilst she keeping an eye on everything going on. This was probably even more important with Asad running about. “Dwayne go ahead I’ll be nearby, don’t worry we’ve got you back.” she whispered in her brother's ear. As she exited the car she looked around for a possible place to bring out Merge, just in case as it probably wasn’t a good idea just yet.
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Frostbyte's Initiative: 1d20+8 20
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With a little smile Sitara sat across from Jessie, tucking her bare feet under her. "That's a lot more complicated question than you'd think. I left Earth when I was around sixteen, the race that took me willingly to the stars taught me to fight, not much different to friend, but they also taught me the arts and sciences. They also altered my body, the face you see now was the one I wore at thirty. And trust me it was difficult to keep track on a alien world." another friendly smile, she seemed pretty unconcerned with it all. "After that I spent a couple of centuries in stasis both times I missed the end of major wars and the fall of civilization. I guess I'm around three to four thousand years old." she was still fairly matter of fact about the whole thing.
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She had been certain that her years of travel had burnt off any bad karma she’d earned during her career as a criminal, but apparently the universe had one more surprise for her. She, well Merge, had a complicated history with Asad even when she was trying to help him things had never gone well. But he’d never meet Nicki, she been very careful to keep herself hidden when he was dealing with Merge. Dwayne might be another matter, what with Asad helping to arrange his treatment, but how like was it that the two of them would meet? “We’re here to meet family from the island, seems they want to meet up with their poor American cousins.” she put on a bubbly accent as she told a half lie, as she had family from Trinidad, as the best lie had a core of truth. Whether he lived up to his name or now she wasn’t going to trust anyone until she found out what was going on here.
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By now Nicki was as much intrigued as irritated, if this was a scam them it was an incredibly elaborate scheme. She’d taken great pains to hide Dwayne’s abilities from the world, but that didn’t mean someone had found out. But why would they need him in person and why the Barbados. She went to sit beside her brother as she waited for Merge to get back, who delay was apparently a large pizza she was working her way through. Nicki literally didn’t know where the food went, and really didn’t want to speculate. “The girl was just payed to deliver the note, she doesn’t know who or was. It was all done digitally obviously.” Merge was speaking for her brother benefit, Nicki already knew all that had happened and could even taste the pizza Merge was eating. She still helped herself to a slice though. “Okay it’s you choice brother. If you want we’ll go and see who’s behind this. But you’ll have to get me on the flight as well, all above board this time I’ll give you the details.” Dwayne’s abilities would be come in very handy here and Merge could helpfully travelling inside Nicki’s head.
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“Chaos, disorder and a empire disintegrating, as far I can tell the Khanate has always been a tenuous thing. The Incursion probably just speeded up the natural evolution of this region of space.” She seen similar empire rise and fall many times in her very long lifespan, often something better came from the fall and unfortunately it could lead to something much worst. She downed her drink and ordered up another round for everyone, whilst using the tables holotable she made a few subtle alteration to its code, making it much more secure and private to outside snoopers. Then she projected and quite detailed map of the region and it’s various petty kingdoms giving as full and detailed briefing as she manage. She had already prepared a data packet with all this information to be passed pack to Praetorians at CoVic Station.
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Nicki gave a little sigh as she considered her option, she knew that he’d keep going on about this and on his own he was bound to do something stupid. Why do we have such an idiot for a brother? If it wasn’t for him you wouldn’t be about, so I’d cut him a little slack. Well if you put it that way... She’d spent a lot of time getting use to her unique situation, and sometimes an extra brain or two helped. And of cause she could be in many places at once, Merge was different looking enough that she often be in plain sight. “Okay obviously you going to do this. Did she give you a time or place, or do you get to choose.” she knew a few people that owned coffee shops that she could borrow for an hour if possible “Me and Merge will be by your side every step of the way. Now I don’t suppose you’ve got yourself a decent suit?”
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The Travellers Toughness Save: 1d20+10-1 18, lets spend a HP on a reroll Toughness Save: 1d20+10-1 21. Wow she's really not having a great day!
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Since her brother had recovered she was sure that he'd regressed to how he was as a teenager, but geeky Dwayne was better than wanna be gangsta Dwayne. She took off her glasses, they were an affection to fool people something she didn't need to do with her brother. Part of the reason she'd left Merge in the car it was just weird for both of her to be around, especially as he tended to treat the both slightly differently. "How can someone so computer savvy be so stupid sometimes." She'd never done it herself but she knew a few con artist and knew many of these tricks "Do you have any proof that she exists? Beyond a few easily sourced pictures and some sexy-sexy messages. If this is a 419 scam I swear I'll kill you myself..." She sat down heavily on his couch, once making sure it was mostly clean. "Okay show me what she's said, without anything that a sister really doesn't need to see."
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Having not long moved back to Freedom City after years traveling the world Nicki was in the process of moving into a new apartment. Or at least part of her was. "You know this is forced labor right?" One of the many Merge's paused from setting up the apartment, she was more sensibly dress than normal her hair tied back with a bow "You can do this much easier than me, what with being able to lift several tons. Now shush I'm talking to.my brother." After helping her brother get better she'd been at a lost of what to do, so she'd went away to find her selves. Now she was back to build a new Nicki, and maybe even become a hero. Merge was as much of herself as the rest that lived in her head all the time. "Look slow down." Her brother obviously forgot to slow down a little when talking So.it took a few minutes to work out that something was wrong. "Hold on tight I'm on my way. Come one we've got things to do, the rest of you carry on working."
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After a quick check of her systems Sitara was again ready to throw herself into the action, though she made sure to check all the data coming into her armours systems. Picking her targets she quickly worked out the area and whether she could catch two of them together, without catching any of her allies in the burst. With a quick flick to alter the powers pikes settings she sent a larger burst of energy downwards that expanded into a ball of energy that filled the area. Hopefully it would be enough to help thin out the opponents a little.
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Send a general burst that hopefully catch 1 & 3 together, that's a DC 17 Reflex save or DC 22 Toughness Save.
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The idea that someone could control another's blood filled Cathy with horror, she’d never even considered someone could do something like that. But this was the world she was now part off, and she’d do what she could to stop this happening to others. “As far as I understand it I draw moisture from the air for my ice, so I should be fine of that count. Unless they can make it rain blood, but that would probably ruin everyone's day.” She considered the options for a few moments before adding. “If they can do anything like that it’s probably best if we all stick together, they shouldn’t be able to effect all of us at the same time.” she realised something adding “We should find Ardent, a hero friend of mine, she has a nose for finding trouble!”
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Even with many lifetimes of experience Ms. Britannia, and even she was getting use to the name, could come across something new. Well not new but the original was a little before the spirits time. “As someone steeped in magic I can tell you it’s not that simple, it could be some tied to people, places and even things. If it’s still tied to Egypt then it doesn’t take more than customary look at a guide book show how much Egyptian stuff we have around London.” The Agnus inside was thinking along the more practical side of things, one of the advantages of the Ms. Britannia arrangement. “Have we tried to see if any of the earthbound Angels knows anything about this? Or maybe one of the Egyptian gods, I think I have the Set kid on my twitter feed...”
