Tiffany Korta

Maybe it was her background or maybe just her more “modern†upbringing, but she wasn’t exactly enamoured with all this blatant nationalism. The light pulsed around her, as if it was slightly annoyed. “You forgot the promise of unlimited rice pudding.†She put on a trace of a Scottish accent and smiled at her private joke. She looked down on the two Inquisition assassins if they weren’t going to talk who to turn to. “I assume the Vatican City has an embassy as befits all the great nations. Perhaps I should go pay them a visit and discuss the actions of there citizens?â€

Good he was taking the bait and most musicians liked to show off a little. But what to challenge him with? Something a little challenging outside his comfort zone, then again he looked like he knew his stuff so that I itself could be a challenge. Then again there were here to record some song, so best to start as they meant to go on. “Balls back in my court huh. Okay then give me some pop, but with a hint of soul. If you think you’re up for it.†She was getting more relaxed now and her confidence wasn’t a bluff anymore.

Revenant face was still a picture of concern but she managed to give a tiny smile. “Thugs are not especially hired for their intelligence. I know I’ve face quite a few in my time. It seems they just don’t know when to quit.†Another bullet whizzed past her head, without showing any concern she raised her finger and gave a reassuring little look. “If you could just give me a minute, and then I’ll get you some medical help.†Without really taking time to aim she lashed out an arm trying to catch the gunman unaware.

Oh sorry, yes I meant the gunman. the strike hit so my Toughness Save 1d20+11=25. A straight foward attack again on the gunman 1d20+10=11.

How exactly do you explain a situation like Nora? She was still getting her head around the whole issue. Lucy decided to for the direct approach. “Hello there my name is Lucy Harker. You wouldn’t have heard of me a hero called Silhouette gave me your number and said you could help me.†She drew an unnecessary breath to gather her thoughts “I’m un-dead, but that’s not the problem. I have someone here who in a similar but a much worst situation. I wondered if you can have a look at her and see if you could help.†She gave poor Nora a reassuring smile.

Ah so it all hinged on something that everyone should know, except she didn’t. Being from a different universe and all. Oh well time to get (the hopefully) final pieces to solve this problem. Agnes gave a little smile and the light around her pulsed around her. “Well close enough, I’ve spent some time in America. Could you tell me this rumour that everyone but me seems to know?†She hoped her doppelganger was alright but she had a sneaking suspicion that these fanatics wouldn’t be quite so generous.

Initative : 1d20+2=17, well wow what do you know (Only a +2 bonus).

“I’m surprised they could find such a small target. You got to float her for the last how many years, hiding from you fate. I got 24 hours before your thugs put a bullet in my brain.†Hiding the disgust she straightened up and looked down on the aged gangster. “You don’t have to do this Don Giovanni, just give up go to whatever rewards you’ve earned. I’m sure this man here can make sure you get a pleasant afterlife. Otherwise I’ll fight you every step of the way, and I’ll win and you’ll suffer. If not from me then from where ever you end up.†As she spoke she tried to subtly put herself between the duo and the bone door that (she guessed) lead to her body.

The light around Young Britannia seemed to retreat slightly and pulsed almost nervously. “Oh sorry I didn’t see you, heh, ironically I couldn’t see you in this light.†The light brightened slightly as she listened to the other two stories and began to relax a little. “Yeah I meet Asad defending a social function; he made quite an impression on me.†Luck for her the glowing light hid her blushes. “If this guy is such a bad deal why haven’t you taken him down yet, is he hiding or just not enough proof?â€

Agnes gave a thoughtful little face “I think I understand a little bit. I have family out in Jamaica and whenever I visit they go on about it being my homeland. But I’ve just never really felt it; I suppose there’s too much of my Mum in me.†She gave a little smile. Her eye’s naturally followed Liz’s upwards to the cute little models on the ceiling. “Do you mean just into orbit? Because I think I could actually do that, though I’ve never tried. Or do you want to travel out there into the vast cosmos. I’ve heard a few stories, but it all sounds pretty amazing out there.â€

Agnes carefully put the Assassin down. “Well nobody expect the Inquisition…†wait no, defiantly not the right time. She gently shook her head to clear her thoughts. The light around her spiked out around her angrily and settled down to an irritated fizzle. “Okay it seems I’m missing an essential piece of information, and you might be just the man to provide the answers.†She held out her hand. “Let’s do this all properly. Hello I’m Young Britannia and who may you be? And do you know exactly what is going on here?â€

Her head snapped up at Whiplash’s warning and she look across in tome to witness the other hero being wounded. Without thinking Revenant took towards the gun wielding goon with an unnatural speed. AS she approached the goon she didn’t stop, instead she held out her arm which collided into the man with her full momentum. She didn’t even stop to worry about if the man was harmed; instead she crouched beside the wounded hero. “Are you okay? Is there anything I can do to help?†she gave Whiplash a concerned look.

Gonna take a swing at last goon standing. 1d20+10=23, normal toughness save?

“They do say that those who say they’re cool are normally the least cool of the lot, so there’s hope for you. And maybe even me.†She looked thoughtful for a moment. “And you right I need to know just how good you are. So Mr Guitar Man why don’t you show us exactly what you can do.†She wandered over to a small fridge in the corner to grab a bottle of water. Deliberately, though stated as an afterthought, she added. “And will see if the other two can keep up.†She stood there to watch the show, sipping her water.

Shaking off the blow she rubbed her jaw the bruise having already having faded away. Getting sloppy, or even over confident, must watch for that in future. She gave the man a stern serious look. “So your one who will hit a woman, well I suppose it a blow for equal rights.†She gave a little wave to Whiplash “Thanks for the help I’ll be with you in a minute, just a little detail to take care off.†Her expression changed into an evil looking grin. “My turn.†And she hit the man square between the eyes.

Yes I recover in from all wounds almost instantly, it's my thing . Though i should be using Lethal, not being alive and such. My bad. Anyhow and quick and dirty strike on the guy who tried to hit me. 1d20+10=24. Dc 26 Toughness again.

“I’m only here for a couple of months, well for now.†She leaned in conspiratorially “I’m trying to arrange to buy a share of the studio.I came into a some money and it seemed to be the deal of the lifetime.†She sat back and sipped her tea. “If it goes through I think I’ll still commute rather than live her full time. I mean Freedom City is an amazing crazy place and I’ve loved every minute of it. But I miss all those little thing that remind me of home, I mean I even miss Marmite and I don’t even like it.†She gave a small laugh “And I suspect you’ve never heard of it. Actually I keep wondering home much of it is simple home sickness and how much of it is my spiritual ties to the country.†She tapped the side of her head to emphasis the point “What about you are you planning to stay here or do you yearn for home?â€

Worth a try, k so my Intimidate roll is 1d20+3=22, plus any bonus for being so far up!

Toughness save 1d10+10=16, I believe its Dazed and Bruised. I'll lose the Bruise on my action but that's about it, so back to you.

“Nora if I personally let you down I’d make the first cut and feed you the first bones. Talking of letting you down.†Dragging over and standing on a chair Lucy carefully as she could lifted Nora off of the hook and gently lowered her to the ground. She felt in her pocket and found the number Silhouette had given her months ago, she hope this Nick Cimitere guy was willing to, could in fact, help poor Nora in some way. “Let’s go find a telephone and give this Necromancer a call. I just hope we find one with a rotary dial.â€

Agnes put herself down a little distance from the meeting place and walked the last few meters to the spot. First because she was worried that Asad would turn this into a Media circus, he was cute but she still didn’t have to trust him 100%. Secondly she knew a few of the more prowly types didn’t like being lit up like a Christmas tree. Turning her glow down to a faint glow she walked into the spot where Asad were waiting. “Ill met by moonlight, proud Asad?†she gave a broad grin “Where do I sign up? Will there’ll be cake?â€

A smile slowly spread across her face. “Actual yes this is my studio, I signed all the documents.†Not be able to resist she did a little dance of joy “Well that’s blown any pretence of cool.†She gave a little blush and pretended to adjust the microphone stand. “If this all works out I’m going to need a band. Cause I’m not going to hold you to a contract, not yet, but I’d like to use you for a tour if anything happens.†She gave a broad sweep of the studio. “But first business, let’s start with a little Aretha to warm up.†She launched into a version of Respect.

House Rules use Dazed rather than Stunned, but yes that all correct. And yes I make it 250ft, I sometime forget my own strength :oops: , though I did say she was pulling her blow so whatever you feel is appropriate.

yeah that would hit, time for him to make his Toughness save.

Lucy had never been one to fear much and since her waking she hadn’t been afraid of anything. But the true revelation of exactly who this man was sent a shiver of fear through her body. But she could deal with that later, first she had to make plan in case thing went wrong. She walked over to him, stopping a safe distance from the man. “You were, and so was I. the difference was that mine was a little more immediate. Tell me how many years did you have, when exactly did you die?†She hoped his arrogance and hate for her would buy her time, she suspected he was just as capable as herself in this world. And soon as he figured this out then the real challenge would begin.