Tiffany Korta

Do I happen to recognize the guy in the chair? i can sense where this might be going .

As I'm simple little old Annice I only have Str 16, or a 13ft jump if I remmber right. I have Normal Idenity so it takes an actio to change and kinda ovious hence my improptu parkour session .

“Bless you!†Lucy said almost automatically to the Detective. “That was a pretty amazing Leviathan, thank for allowing us to share it all. “ She listened to both the hero’s comments before adding her own. “Well I might not have the audacity of Lord Steam here.“ she flashed him a smile “But I can more than handle myself in most social situations. And if it turns ugly I might have a surprise or two for those bouncers.†A broad confident smile “If there’s nothing else to be found here I suggest we go find these gentlemen and lady from this vision of yours.â€

Her funk passed and he gave a little laugh. “No…no we had movie theatres, no sound though. Have you ever seen Bollywood movie, so many colors and sounds it’s amazing.†Her eyes sparkled “I’m still getting use to how quickly movies move all these cut and edits. And yet they still last a couple of hours.†“And as for computers I still keep asking myself why so many people need log tables.†She gave a broad grin. “I’ve making good progress on navigating my way through the 20th Century into the 21st. Though I don’t mind taking other along the journey. That was why I was at the Renaissance faire, though I’m still not sure on all this celebration of the past. Maybe it’s because I’ve so much less past to look upon.â€

Agnes’s eye sparkled “Jazz now I was raised on Jazz my mother was mad on the stuff Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holliday, Nina Simone… “Life has a crazy pattern And fortune comes to few. I'd like to take the pattern And fashion it for you.†She stopped and looked a little sheepish at her impromptu outburst of song. “Heh, sorry. Most people think that as a pop star I was just interested in the money and the fame, but music is in my blood. If I’ve not completely embarrassed you by now I’d like to hear you play the piano.â€

I though I could probably make the jump unaided but I made the roll in case I needed the extra distance. I got Acrobatic from Beginner's luck from my Enhanced Feats, needs a hero point to activate.

Lucy gave a hearty little laugh. “I’m not even sure what a Vegan is, but if it helps I like cheese. I’d offer you another chance to step away, but I know you’re committed to see this through.†She took a little, unnecessary, breath. “As for my family I… I just don’t know. Part of me doesn’t want to know, it comforting to think that they all go on with their live. That my parents lived long happy lives, my family are natural long lived it something in the blood. I guess I've take that to the extreme.†A little hollow laugh “That all my brothers and sisters got married and enjoyed a plethora of children and grandchildren. I could have a whole tribe of descendants of my family, but no one left who knows me. That my fiancé went and got happily married. They all knew that something like this could happen; it was a risk I was willing to take, and they all supported my decision.†A flash of sadness crossed her face and then it was gone. She forced a smile. “But no more tears from these dead eyes. I’ve got the house I’d grown up, a small gravestone up on lantern hill and a sparkling new future to explore.†Her voice carried no bitterness, no bile.

Agnes gave a little laugh. “I guess you’re not a fan of my work then. I’m trying to restart my career, hence me being in Freedom City. Actually I could arrange for you to visit the studio’s if you want.†She slumped back into her chair and sipped her tea. “I’m sorry this is a wonderful city and all, but I’m all on my own. A stranger in a strange land so to speak. It kind of you allowing this meeting, give me a change to just spend time with someone not in the business. Another pause another sip. “I’m sorry I’m loading on you. I see from earlier that you’re a student, what are you studying?â€

Okay, I'll keep her full attack as she learnt most of it from her street fighting days . Attack Roll : 1d20+11-2=12. I just hope he's well surprised. :D

She was a little out of practice as a lawyer but she well understood the idea of a pound of flesh. And she had an advantage, whilst Nora needed blood to regenerate she seemed to do it naturally (well unnaturally). A Barter, a trade it might work if Nora was desperate enough. “Nora I’ll give you what you want, but I need to know more. I need to know about this master of yours. Who is he? Where is he?†Searching around she found a knife, this was going to hurt but it might be worth it. She held the knife by the trip of her little finger allowing a tiny bit of blood to flow. “So what do you say Nora?â€

Spend a hero poind and bingo Acrobatics, I want to jump from Box to box towards the assailant. My newly minted Acrobatics roll 1d20+4=22.

Agnes felt the bullet graze her shoulder about the same time as she heard the crack of the gun. Biting down the urge to scream out she quickly considered her options. Changing would take far too long allowing the assassin time to escape, it just wasn’t an option. The quickest way was to travel from box to box, but she didn’t have the skills… Suddenly she just knew how to do that, strange she had normally needed to be changed before she had the knowledge, but she wasn’t going to kick a gift horse in the mouth. She backed up and took a run and jump for the first box.

As a girl from the 20's I know nothing of these things you call currents events .

How did you start conversation like this? What was the right way to explain a life and how it was all okay, especially when he realized exactly what had happened what she missed? So she sat there in silence for a few moments soaking in the atmosphere of the restaurant for a few minutes. Maybe it was the time she had come from but she preferred the shiny ultra-modern look of this age, but she had to admit it was a nice little place, with nice company. What more could you ask? She gave a comfortable smile and looked Johnny straight in the eyes. “Okay let’s start with the basics and then you can ask any questions.†a tiny pause to allow him to process this. “My name is Lucy Jane Harker, though only my mom calls me Jane. I was born on May 26th 1897, making me 114 years old, though I’m only 30. You see I was shot and ‘killed’ in 1927 and only woke up 3 months ago into this brave new world…â€

Okay listern first, then spot 1d20+9=17, 1d20+9=10. So I've got a good ear for direction that works! Nest my Toughness save. 1d20+3=4, ouch maybe a reroll 1d20+3=10 so that +10 for 20. So I think just a bruise. Can I get a few details about where I hear the shot from before my IC post? I'm going to do something stupis again .

Any doubt drained from her pale face and it lit up, her cola black eye sparkled. “I’d like to see that conversation: “How as your date,?†“Oh she was dead!†“ Lucy laughed at her own joke, but also gave a little blush at his compliment “I can eat, and I don’t have a hankering for blood… Though I’m not sure exactly where the food goes, I’m not sure I want to find out either.†Another smile flashed across her face “Though I don’t taste much these days, and yes I like spicy food even garlic. And especially strong liquor, though I don’t get drunk either.†She began to count out on her fingers “Just to clear thing up, I’m not a vampire, werewolf or one of those shambling walking corpses. The closest thing to my state is a revenant, but I like to think of myself as just Lucy.†She looked pleased with her analogy. “So in short, yes let’s go get something to eat. I like to just soak up a places atmosphere, and no not literallyâ€â€

All the anger drained away the sight of this pitiful creature. Though not enough to let Nora down, instead she sat down a clean patch of fall hopefully out of her reach. “Oh Nora, I’m not trying to replace you in his affections. I somehow know deep down that we’re somehow connected, cousins if you will.†She gave a reassuring look. “I might be his favourite, but I’ve never met you master. He’s admired me from afar you might say.†She gave a little smile “I’d like to know a little more about him if you wouldn’t mind.â€

Ow that hurt, but it seemed to allow her a bit more movement, just as long as they didn’t just shoot her she could actually make an escape. So maybe some cover. “That still doesn’t change the fact that I’m right, it’s a matter of public record. Beside…†She gave an evil looking smile. “How does someone who’s un-dead have a breath?†In a strange way she was going to enjoy this next bit, he may not. “Oh and you’re much to close.†She reached out grabbed the man legs, pulling him towards her. If he didn’t fall it would at least provide some confusion.

Lucy rolled her eyes but still gave Lord Steam a little smile. “There are more things in heaven and earth, Lord Steam. Besides, it’s not a séance, it just a very fancy form of Psychometry. And I’m sure Leviathan wouldn’t do anything if it was in any way dangerous, not without a warning anyhow.†She gave Leviathan a bemused look. She looked down at the dead Atlantean thoughtfully. “There isn’t anything unusual about Atlantean that I should know? I won’t have a strong need for seafood or an irrational attractions to bulls after this ritual?â€

What words of defiance the woman was about to say was lost to Bluesman’s blow. Her face had a look of genuine surprise as the blow struck, as if she had never expected anything like it before. All her haughty arrogance and pride melted away in the few brief second before she passed into unconsciousness and she slumped into Revenants arms. “Nice response pure Bluesman you look just like your statue.†Revenant gave an apologetic look “Sorry the original Blueman’s look. Do you want to wait for the Police to arrive or melt back into the night?â€

Slight delay, but here goes. Her toughness save 1d20+8=13, can't forget the Bruised mod's (though somehoe I keep forgetting ) so it's actually 11. Another Staggered that shifts up to Unconcious.

“Well in this city I think alive is more a state of mind. And anyway look at it this way. When I was growing up I was limited in what I could do, what I could say what I could wear. Not as bad as some people, but there were limits. Right here and right now I can go and do anything I want“ she gave another playful smile “And I’ve always been a positive person, my mom taught me to embrace life and fear nothing.†She stepped back leaving the sidewalk free. She crossed her arms and gave a stern look. “I told you I was complicated. If you want just walk away, I wouldn’t think any less of you.†It couldn’t last and a broad grin spread across the face, she made a sweeping gesture towards the restaurant. “If not well one of us needs to eat. I’ll buy you a drink and explain everything.â€

Okay here's my notice and search rolls 1d20+8=22, 1d20+3=22, no honestly I rolled . And I think a bit of socila might work, oh look what I did... :D

Lucy wandered back to the body and perched on the edge of a nearby Police Car. “Well the Garbage men were a bust, they didn’t see anything. And they seem a little star struck with me for some reason…†She watched Lord Steam and then Leviathan work for a few minutes in thoughtful silence. As she stepped through to hold hand she asked a question “Before we get too far into this mystical stuff, one quick question. When we’re talking Atlantean do you mean like the city that was sunk in Plato’s book? Did Poseidon have a change of heart or did something even more esoteric happen to them? I’m still trying to figure out how everything works in this city…â€

Nora might be stronger but the more she fought the most primal she become, Revenant however still had a level calm head, well maybe she was a little ticked… Scanning the room she saw just what she needed, she would have to time it just right but it could give her the upper hand. Taking a step or two back she rushed towards Nora keeping low a fast to confuse the poor woman. On striking she lifted up the woman, with clawing Nora trying to get a hold on her body. Timing it perfectly Nora’s body connected with the meat hook with a sickening crunch. Words being far too crass at this moment she just looked on with a look a grim satisfaction.