Tiffany Korta

“Well first it’s probably best not to call her that in front of her or her followers. At least until we know the full story.†She smiled back “She also probably isn’t worried about our marital status; we still can if it makes you feel better.†She stood there surrounded by possible hostile enemies, trying not to look threatening to them or their leader. “I know we’re trying to get home, but I think we should try to help. And bugger all this preserve the timeline, I’m not going to try and second guess history when real lives are involved.â€

“Well it’s a good job I can’t shapeshift then.†She left out the fact that for a few weeks see could change her appearance “Keeping it a secret doesn’t bother me too much, I’ve got a couple of trusted people that know the secret and that’s enough for me.†She gave him a broad smile in return “You know the coolest thing I can do? I mean it’s handy to be able to lift a bus, and teleport helps with the commute, but I really enjoy the thrill of flying.†Her eye sparkled as she talked “There just something exhilarating about the freedom.â€

Blodeuwedd wasn’t a strong swimmer, she could keep her head above water but that was about it. So she had started doing a few laps of the pool after her daily sparring seasons. She’d even bought herself a proper swimming costume instead of using her costume as was the norm. It had been pure coincidence; she kept telling herself, that her swimming sessions seemed to coincide with Subito. So she had expected him to be there, she didn’t expect him to have his arms wrapped around an attractive young woman. Whilst she didn’t show it she couldn’t help but feel a tiny pang of jealousy. “Are you two having fun over there?â€

Okay fair enough. It's a shame your bowing out of the thread, but understandable.

Straight Blast on Charfoot 1d20+8=27, if that hit's it a DC 23 Toughness save.

Agnus had been trying to follow everything that was going on outside, and was pleased that everything seemed to be going well. So it seemed that Asad and herself we’re the only one’s still in trouble. Best to let everyone know, so she thumbed on her communicator. “Young Britannia here. Me and Asad seemed to have run into a couple of OVERTHROWS pet’s. They’ve shut us all in and so far we’re fine, hopefully this won’t take long.†That was as much for the two troopers than her allies. She squared up to one that seemed to chosen to attack her, she suspected that the Shadow wielder was avoiding her for obvious reasons. Still no matter she loosened off a burst of pure light towards her foe, trying to exude confidence.

The two grue will try to fire there blaster's at Synth 1d20+2=11, 1d20+2=9. Yeah that's not going to work! The Grue pilot's starting to seperate the two ships, you'll have two rounds (if needed) before it' effects well be felt. And we're back round to the top 24 Starlight, 4HP, unharmed 22 Synth, 1HP, unharmed 12 Grue x 2, unharmed

The Grue drone were scattered around the airlock by the sheer force of Synth’s attacks, three of them were already done leaving only two standing. The remaining Grue seemed unaffected by Synth so easily taking down there fellows. Instead they raised there blasters and fired blast’s towards Synth. Though maybe they were more affected as they seemed as the shots went well wide of the mark. The pilot of the craft must have thought differently from his fellows, if such a thing was possible, as there was a rumble of the engines restarting and it’s connection to the Sleipnir was starting to slowly buckle.

Heraldo made some progress into the Airships corridors, but two Avian’s still blocked his path. His passage into the corridor managed to floor one of them but the other still stood. The Avian looked into the room at the other two heroes, but determining that he couldn’t get past Subito he instead made a slash at the young hero, but his attack did not harm at all. That wasn’t the only problem they faced further down the corridor three more Avains were preparing themselves, carrying rather strange looking weapons.

Avian's Toughness save 1d20+5=6, so just one left. He'll make an attack on EH 1d20+5=20, so that's a hit but again no damage. So Lord Steam is up.

“No, no of cause not. We’re not quite up to speed yet. But we can only do basic simulations at the moments. But we should be able to provide a suitable demonstration.†He gestured for them the follow and led them along a series of rather drab looking corridor. He explained the basic function of the machine whilst pointing all of the various rooms of the business. “The machine works by taking a snapshot of the brain, no mean feat in itself. We then strip everything out except the core personality. Which isn’t as easy as it sounds.†He gave a small laugh “Our aim is to create custom assistants with their own personalities, properly edited of cause, able to anticipate and even predict what the user wants and needs.†It was quite obvious to the pair as they were given the tour that he left out one room, quite a secure room with a complicated looking electronic lock. Merge caught Asad eye and gave a little nod, behind her was another Merge out of there guides eye line. She’d need a distraction to reach the door unnoticed however.

Lucy raised a eyebrow, she’d be surprised if someone as attractive as Henry would be unable to find a partner. Unless of cause he was also dealing with the loss of someone? Could they have that in common? Or was there something else going on? It was hard to tell in a city like this. “I’m sure a man of your talents will be able to remember some of the details.†She gave a broad smile “I’d be delighted to go dining and dancing with you.†Taking a napkin she carefully wrote down her, well the houses, telephone number. She almost wrote the simpler number of the original telephone her father had owned. “Here’s my telephone number, you might have to deal with my landlady and her twenty questions…â€

She’d thought she’d covered all the bases, all the trap falls of dealing with the Tylwyth Teg. But she forgot about their test of skills. She knew that in almost all ways the Queen would be physically and mentally superior to all of them. She needed some kind of win, but not something that would harm or embarrassed either of them. A wounded Queen couldn’t rule and her revenge would be terrible indeed. Running through her options all she had was her knowledge of the 21st century, it would have to be something not to serious that victory or defeat would have no consequences, was it that easy? <“If it pleases you my Majesty I have a game of skill and ability on a wondrous device the game is called Angry Birds. We’ll not compete directly, but decided who can score the best over several levels.â€> She’d never really developed the taste for such games so this part was a shot in the dark <“If it pleases you may I humbly request that we choose a champion for this test of skill, I beseech you to allow Subito to be our champion…â€>

I'm his plus one :D

Of all the stupid, pig-headed, ill-judged and really really sweet thing that Amir could have done was to ask Agnus to a party like this. She knew they’d agreed to try dating again, but did he have to start in such a dramatic fashion? It had taken her most of the week to find just the perfect dress, not to posh but not to casual. She’d almost considered doing a Lady Gaga and just going for something outrageous, but in the end she’d gone for an asymmetrical floral gown. With a day spent doing her make-up and taming her hair, which took most of the time, she hadn’t had a chance to relax. Only now she could finally relax, at least until had to face the press when the fact that they would dating would become public knowledge. It had been a while since she had to face people in any kind of numbers and the first that she since had become stuck as Young Britannia. It was especially noticeable as in her heel the two of them were about the same height. “Why thank you Mr Misri. You scrub up quite nicely yourself.†Out of habit she adjusted his tie; much like how her Mum always did to her Dad “Shall we go face our fans now?â€

The man was in the process of wiping down a chair before sitting down on it, more perched on its edge. “You are lucky no to be involved in the world of politics; sometime I wished I’d stayed a simple soldier like yourself. You may call me Edmond.†He sat studying Rene for a few moments before speaking again. “The council is divided into various groups, many who oppose this Reign of Terror and wish to over throw Robespierre. At the moment the groups are still to disparate to act, but soon we shall unite and end all this.†He waved his hand around “But that makes the Countess here a pawn in our games if she falls into Robespierre hands he will use her to prop up his government. Other will however use her in exactly the same way. I believe that we should achieve our goals without such symbols. I suggest we hide her away until everything settles down.â€

“Hmmm I don’t know much about Bluegrass, they didn’t play it one the radio when I was growing up. Well they didn’t play anything decent back then." She gave a little smile “Maybe you could show me sometime, if you don’t mind seeing me again that is…†she tried to sound casual about it; he seemed the type that to forward a woman would spook him. “To be honest what I really love is the atmosphere and just the sheer joy of the dancing, there was the danger as well, though that got taken away when they legalized alcohol.â€

Blodeuwedd raised an eyebrow at Subito subtle suggestion that they were a couple. She was going to wait for better time, but now would be as good as any. “I’m just going to borrow him for a moment Elias, this shouldn’t take too long.†Without waiting for an answer she began guiding Subito of away into forest “And don’t even think of trying to easy drop in any way or well you know what I’ll do.†She didn’t have any particular malice planned for Elias but sometimes you just need to be blunt with him to get the point across. After a reasonable distance she stopped in a small clearing, she turned around and put a finger on Subito lips. “Just don’t speak for a moment, there’s something I need to say. What everyone calls Cerys is only part of who I am, there’s more to me than that. You’ve seen some of it but there’s still something you still don’t know about me, that I can’t tell you right now. The only way that I could tell you most of it is if you become an Associate from the order, then you could learn the more important truths.†Her face took on a more serious look “But you couldn’t tell anyone what you learned, literally, the ritual would set a Tynged on you stopping you telling anyone. There a ceremony we hold back home around the New Year I’d like you to come be there and become an associate.†She managed a small smile. “After that we can try to be a couple, I can’t promise anything but it’ll be fun trying.â€

Blodeuwedd stood back a slight distance, hidden in the shadow on the lookout for any possible trouble makers. There was still a chance that the man allies could be nearby. She was close enough however to listen into their effort’s at interrogation. She knew Tona and Sam well enough that they would want to go rushing off to deal with the dealer and his friend, possibly a bodyguard? “Whilst I’m just as keen as you all to just rush in and deal with these dealers. I think we need to stop and consider some form of plan.†She looked down at the man and couldn’t help to feel some kind of concern for him, despite all he had done. “And I suggest we also call for an ambulance for this man, some of these drugs can be quite deadly.â€

Interest : Another player I'm afraid, and I'm also up for a team-up if the stories mesh. Setting : As I said above 30's Harlem or equivalent. Character : I'm thinking a mostly de-powered Agnus, especial as several or her powers are on the ban list. Ending : I was thinking of a classic revenge story with Agnus trying to catch and possibly kill the person who killed her man. So I'm thinking at best a bitter sweet ending...

Merge's Will save 1d20+8=27, so no worries there. For YB I'm spending a HP for a burst effect, missing Starlight of cause . So I'm using : Damage 6 (Extra : Area (General Burst), Selective Attack) Reflex save 1d20+8=14, and her Toughness save 1d20+10-2=14. So poor Merge is down.

Merge didn’t seemed to be phased by Starlight’s attack, or her words, in the slightest. “Please girlfriend is that really the best you’ve got?" A host of the Merge’s taunted. Agnus meanwhile was thinking about way to stop as many Merge’s as she could without harming Starlight. She had done massive burst of light before but always as a direct burst from her aura, so not to damage her friend. It would take her all her concentration to convince all the photons around them both to rush away from around the two. But she had enough time to work in a retort “No this girlfriend is the best we’ve got.†The room was a few second later filled with a massive burst of light that filled most of the studio, with a little bubble around them. And as the light cleared they could see the multitude of Merge’s collapsing, with most of them vanishing before they hit the ground until just one unconscious Merge was left.

Lucy gave him a slightly give out an overall bemused look, she wasn’t exactly hiding the truth but she’d rather he worked it out on his own. “Well I’m just an old fashion kind of girl. I don’t think the term has been used since the twenties, though I did spend a few decades away from popular culture. Though something’s just don’t go out of fashion.†She patted her bob cut “And then again some people still listen to Jazz songs from the twenties and dance the Charleston†she gave a wistful smile “For which I’m quite grateful. Modern dancing is fine in its own way, but I’ve just love all those Jazz dances.â€

Lucy gave a little apologetic smile but choose now to comment on the source of his embarrassment. “My older brother was a Marine, he served in Haiti. At the time remember wishing I could travel like him, I was a bit of tomboy back them and though I could do anything he could." she gave a little grin "Well I guess I never lost that bit. Of cause when a got a little older I spent my time hanging around with my flapper friends and forgot my childhood dreams. And despite all that I still somehow managed to earn a law degree.†There was a hint of pride in her voice. “I suppose it was my own way of help out, and in my own small way I did my part, and proving again I could do better than the boys.†It was probably a little too early in the day to casually discuss the price she’d paid.

Blodeuwedd wasn’t total stranger to magic, whilst she didn’t practice any of the mystical arts she knew enough about this various form and practices, so the teleport itself didn't bothered her in the slightest. As the mystically energies swirled around them however she almost lost her cool for a second, she really hadn’t expect such dark magic’s. Stepping out of the closet she considered her next move, she had a bad habit of chasing mysteries, and her friends seemed to have mysteries in spades. Still it was a conversation for another time. She crossed the room and took Dyrnwyn from its ornately carved stand. “You know Dyrnwyn isn’t the only magical item I own, these goggles also detect magical energies.†She tapped one of the glowing green lenses with the hilt of Dyrnwyn “There must be a interesting story around the magic your using, and I’d like to think that when you’re ready you’ll tell me about it. But right now Tona and Mali need our helps so let’s go.â€