Tiffany Korta

Sitara could probably do pretty good at this, she even speaks Lor!

The older Triakosia touched down gently on top of the building giving Casey a friendly smile. “I like to think I do my bit. And I’ve also heard good things about you Miracle Girl. You gave a good quote to the Ledger not that long back.” In saying that Casey got the feeling that she might almost recognize the woman from somewhere, but even most heroes saw hundreds of reporters and such like in a typical week. The younger Triakosia had walked over stunned into silence until the two women were face to face. The youngers costume was almost the same but it’s color were much brighter than the more muted tones of the olders, as if one was a based on the memory of the other. “I’m Dancia, and you are?” the older finally spoke, putting a lot of trust in both teens “Daisy.” the younger Triakosia answer rather nervously.

Dancia though for a few moments various memories bubbling just under the surface for a few seconds, until a memory seemed to form itself Freedom Ledger, 1918 For a few moments the Editor didn’t realise she was sat there, he must have thought she was a cleaner or something. The woman sat there was the spitting image of Dancia, or at least that’s how she remember her, dressed in what was apparently her best clothes. “I’m sorry to barge in like this but you receptionist wasn’t returning my calls. I believe you looking for a new reporter, and I think I’m perfect for the job.” The editor just sat there almost open mouthed, stunned by her confidence. “If I got this far it wouldn’t hurt to give me a try right? Just a nod will do.” The still stunned man just nodded as she leant forward and offered a hand. “I’m Dee Devon by the way. Now I have an angle of that weird shooting star that was spotted last night.” The scene seemed to freeze and Dee, apparently now Dancia, looked up at the Alex I remember her entire life as if it was my own, to all extent it is my own. She seemed so like me, I’ve got all my journalism skills from her, it’s why I adopted her surname as a mark of respect.

Whilst Cathy couldn’t help by being impressed by the new boys flaming sword, she also couldn’t miss that she was being left out in the cold. As tempting as it was to give them the cold shoulder, she was aware of the irony of the statement, she was a little worried about the trouble the two could possibly get into. She’d been getting better at it but the temperature still dropped a degree or two around them as she worried. “And a few times you’ve been burnt! Did you not learn anything from what happened with Fred?”

Daphne was excited! Whist she enjoyed her holiday sat watching television today she got to have a real Thanksgiving meal with real people. What drama could she expect to see, what family truths would be revealed! Right now she was deciding something just as important, what to wear to her first, well family meal. She’d set up Babies holographic display to show a full size image of herself and was trying various clothing options. I still don’t see why you going to all this trouble? Mother Unit was still skeptical about her day out It’s a chance to meet real people, and see how they live. It’s like Reality TV with a personal POV. And Mrs Cline is a telepath so I’d though you could meet each other, I want you on you best behaviour. Do you ever doubt you Mother Unit? Constantly! Now what about the 80’s inspired clothes? Though she wasn’t sure she could pull off the big hair...

Blodeuwedd gave one of her rather rare smiles, today she was in a good mode as things were going pretty well. “Whilst how I do things are a little unorthodox compared to how the family do things, they can’t really dispute my response. And for some reason the Argentine branch of the family seem to like me for some reason.” she gave a little embarrassed shrug she was actually surprised at how much influence her time at Claremont had given her. “What about you? Have you family given you any problems recently?”

Blodeuwedd followed behind the guard taking in all the information she didn’t need to read their body language to tell the guards didn’t realise the importance of the horn. And why would they they're mundane world didn’t have space for magic, except maybe for what they saw on the television or street battles between super’s. Unlike Blodeuwedd who’d every year, except for the last couple spent in Freedom City, stood and watched the Tylwyth Teg renew the glamours on her home village. Though she’d have to admit her earliest memories was of all the food they got to eat at the big feast afterwards. At the guards questions she just glared at him as if it was a really stupid question to ask, she had a reputation to keep after all.

Cathy had been putting off her shopping trip for some time but finally she had to go get some new clothes, not the type of clothes Raina was going on about her wearing and definitely not those bloody shoes probably worth more than the house her parents owned. So it didn’t take much to dissuade her for her shopping trip , though a little water didn’t bother her. Unlike many of her fellow students Cathy wasn’t one to go rushing into danger ready to fire on the enemy. So she made her way to a secluded spot before changing into her ice form, taking care of her wet clothes now iced over. Then she took off on her ice slide to follow along in parallel to the police keeping an eye out for a good spot to stop and see what all those police were rushing towards. After all she was watching from a distance, that wasn't rushing into danger right?

The Traveller Notice: 1d20+5 24 and Sense Motive: 1d20+10 13. That's the exactly opposite of what would normally happen!

Alex speaking in her head didn’t bother her particularly as she’d had dealing with psychic’s before, as she thought about that the memories of the battle with the Communion at Arecibo came flooding into her mind. She caught herself before they could both get lost in that particular memory, she’d have to be much more careful that her mind didn’t wander. Sorry about that, let’s see I don’t remember much about before I woke up... She was asleep, yet it wasn’t quite sleep, a blackness that seemed to go on for a very long time. Then light, she was falling. Words that seemed strange came to her falling and ground. And falling was bad and the ground wouldn’t be her friend so she tried to stop falling. And somehow she float touching safely to the ground, and then she slept again. I can’t be sure if that the memory as is, as soon as I could I read the eyewitness report of what happened.

Agnus was never one to doubt her own abilities, well not often anyway, so as soon as the opening presented herself she seized the moments. Cheers Dee, now wish me luck I'm going in. Grabbing a couple of glasses of champagne she sashayed towards her target extruding as much confidence as she muster, and she could muster a lot. "It seems a shame that you're here all alone, do you mind if I join you?" Agnus offered on of the glasses ofor champagne whilst sipping her own, giving him a charming smile.

Dukes save Toughness Save: 1d20+8 26, so he okay. Grim is up!

Blodeuwedd's Initiative: 1d20+14 15, obviously off her game!

“To be honest it’s nice to have someone else around.” Dancia gave Mike a little friendly smile “Not that i don’t trust you Alex.” she added quickly She sipped her drink to cover her potential faux pas, it wasn’t a good idea to irritate someone who was about to poke around in your mind. “I try to summon up the more vivid memories but none seem particularly important, they tend to bubble up depending on the circumstances.” She took a few breaths and tried to center herself the best she could, a skill she’d learn pretty early on to be able to filter out all the sound she could hear from thousands of miles out. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, so when your ready.”

Young Triakosia stood on the edge of the roof apparently with little fear of the massive drop below them enjoying the view over the city. "Almost none of these buildings are here in my Freedom City, though I've been there a few times in the past. I guess there must be a time difference between here and home, wow there must be so much differenow from home. I just have so many questions!" From behind them both of them came a very similar voice. "That would make two of us!" Floating in the air, arms crossed, was a much older looking Triakosia.

Dancia watched Mike with a certain amount of professional appreciation. "I tend to wear glasses as well it fits with the whole reporter look anyway." She then turned her attention back to Alex "I know that the League had me mentaly probed a few times when I first arrived, though I was unconscious for most of the time. I don't think they probed to deeply at the time, they were more concerned if that I might be a duplicate or trying to trick may way into there trust." When the elevator arrived she took a few minutes to appreciate the size and quality of the office, she didn't often get to spend much time in offices quite like this. She then took a seat totally comfortable in her costume, even if she looked a little out of place in the office. "Just a water will be fine thank you."

“They seem much more than fragments of memories more other lives that I’ve lived. It would just be nice to know which life was the one I personally lived, even if they’re all true... This kind of things get’s a little complicated.” she gave a bemused smile Once in the relative privacy of the elevator she pulled off her headband causing her features to subtly shift to the form Mike had met earlier. “Please call me Dancia, if you going topoke around my brain we might as well be informal about it all!”

GM Post Grimalkins savage blows were efficient with several of the Duke’s being exploding into dust, but the actual real Duke remained rather elusive. It seemed as quickly as they all went down more seemed to be arriving. “Well now this is rather different, the good lady has a rather amazing set of powers.” With that a horde of Duke’s tried to pile themselves on Grimalkin surrounding her with innumerable duplicates, very different from the last time the two of them meet. Luckily none of the dukes could get a solid hold on Grimalkin sliding and being thrown off by her movements.

Duke's pile up on Rage!Grimm Attack Roll: 1d20+8 13, and they didn't manage to do anything. Blue Starlight is up!

As he's using Merge's build so a 50% miss chance, we'very decided he'll get hit on a 1 Miss Chance: 1d2 2. Many duplicates shall suffer so he survives!

MIND OVER MATTER'D BY HGM Miss Grue Raise Communication to 7 [+3PP] Add: Super-Sense 6 (Detect MInds [Mental], Accurate, Acute, Ranged) [6PP] Super-Sense 4 (Detect Emotions [Mental], Acute, Ranged) [4PP]

POKED BY HGM The Traveller Add Feat Takedown Attack [+1 PP] Skill Add to following skills [+7 PP] +4 Craft (Electronic) for 9 (+14) +5 Knowledge (Galactic Lore) for 10 (+15) +5 Knowledge (Tactics) for 10 (+15) +5 Knowledge (Technology) for 10 (+15) +2 Languages add English and Delaztri +7 Pilot for 8 (+10) Add +3 to Power Pike as Follows Power Pike 6 (30PP Device, Easy to Lose, Feats: Restricted 2 [biorhythmic Field]) [22PP] Weapon Modes 11 (22PP Array, Alternative Power 8) [25PP] Base Power: Blast 11 (110ft increments) [22PP] Alternate Power: Blast 6 (150ft increments; Extra: Autofire; Feats: Improved Critical, Improved Range 1) [20PP] Alternate Power: Blast 7 (70ft increments; 35ft Bust Area; Extra: Area - General (Burst), Feat: Improved Range 1) [22PP] Alternate Power: Dazzle 7 (Visual Senses, 70ft range, 35ft Burst Area; Extra: Area - General (Burst)) [21PP] Alternate Power: Drain Toughness 6 (60ft increments; Extra: Affects Objects, Ranged, Feats: Precise, Reversible) [20PP] Alternate Power: Paralyze 6 + Strike 7 (Feats: Improved Critical, Improved Trip, Mighty) [22PP] Alternate Power: Stun 11 [22PP] Alternate Power: Stun 5 (Extras: Autofire, Ranged [50ft increments]) [20PP] Alternate Power: Stun 5 (Extra: Area - General (Burst), Ranged [50ft increments]) [20PP}

Dancia considered her options for a few moments before replying to Alex’s question. “I seem to remember that you system set-up is pretty secure, I did a piece on this place a couple of months ago for the Ledger. And I trust you completely not to reveal anything you find out, though a must warn to say it a bit of a mess in my mind is a bit of an understatement.” she tapped her head to emphasise the point. “And I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember, which is only about a year and a half. Sixth months before I just crashed into Conway Street, from apparently nowhere and when I finally woke up all I had was a jumble of memories. The only two words I remember with any clarity was my name and Triakosia.” her tone was a mix of matter of fact and a little sadness.

Sitara looked at the display for a few more minutes obviously making her mind up about something. “I’ve seen similar before and it definitely reminds of something, and nothing pleasant.” she tapped the display and bought up some information “Well we’ll find nothing helpful out here and it appears to have an atmosphere, so let’s go have a look onboard. Hūhunu take us in slowly, just in case they still have any defenses running.” Under Hūhunu expert hands the Kavaca gently edged it way towards the docking port of the station.