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Stronghold rolls an initiative of 11.
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A Game Of Hives?
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Catherine looked at the opening for a moment, before sighing. "I can't walk, I'm not going to be much help down there. But..." Her gaze turned to the computer on the desk. "If someone gives me a lift to the chair, I can at least try and look at Newman's files, see if there's any information on there. It's a long shot, but it's something I can do instead of just sitting here." Her voice was much steadier, now, and her leg's bleeding seemed to be stopping more quickly that might be expected. The wound wasn't healing, just... not bleeding. "And if we can keep in contact, I can give you a call if anything urgent comes up."
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Stronghold looked at Terrifica... slightly reproachfully. They didn't need to mock it- her question had been an honest one. "You might be a threat. But... um... you don't have to be." We could always... um... try talking to it? I don't know what the Collective's done in the past, though, so I'm not sure whether this is realistic or not. But if it's not really, really hostile to humans, we don't want to push it into hating us, right? Naive, perhaps. Stronghold really didn't like to fight, not like she knew some superheroes did. It was better that they expressed that by being a hero rather than a villain... but she'd like to avoid the fight in the first place. Certainly didn't want to strike the first blow. Even if she didn't view herself as being very good at negotiating.
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Haukea and Kalani were out browsing at the comic store when the explosion happened. Both sisters turned around towards the explosion, before Kalani nodded to her sister... who quickly made her way out of the store, before ducking into an alley to activate her ring and change. That done, she flew towards the site of the battle, a frown on her face. She hoped no one was hurt. As she arrived, she saw the criminals, and heard the last part of their threat. Stronghold glared at the villains as she saw the frightened girl, floating down, the Orange Ring of the Protective Builder shining. "One chance to give up, now." If Kalani was there, she'd have pointed out how much steadier Haukea's voice was than her first few fights.
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Troll has done something like your first idea with the >Light of Truth, although that works on a galactic, not multiversal scale, so there isn't too much overlap methinks. I do indeed like both concepts, though.
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I think that's those problems resolved.
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The latter, although the implants are to the point where the distinction is largely a matter of starting point. I thought I'd taken Abilities into account. I'll edit that now.
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Is there a computer or any files in the office that haven't been wrecked?
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Meeeeeeee~ (yes, I would very much like to get Stronghold in this. )
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Stronghold, luckily, was flying by when she saw the guy jump. Her reaction was immediate. Even if he might not thank her for this, she couldn't just let him die. Couldn't let there be an end to any hope the guy still had, even if he didn't know it. Things could always get better... But only if he was alive to see it. So, Stronghold imagined a mattress, large enough that he couldn't just roll off, and soft enough so that he wouldn't get hurt... then created it, in a blaze of orange light. As he landed, she floated up beside the construct, the young woman looking at him. "Um... look, things are never that bad, and this is something you can't really... take back. Might want to rethink it?"
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Do I need to roll anything to fly upwards and catch the guy?
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...did Stronghold just fluster the hive mind? Anyway, she's not going to start a fight herself.
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Which it does by the skin of its teeth!
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"...sentient, psychic cockroach swarm. Oh yay." Stronghold's voice was flat as she looked at the swarm. "Um. Okay, uh... question, Mr. Psycho-Collective. How did the old Collective get overthrown?" Worth a try. Talk, for now, try and figure out what the heck is going on with these things. The name 'Collective' was teasing at the back of Stronghold's mind, but she wasn't getting any definite ideas. This seemed... a bit out of her depth. Not that she had any intention of pulling out- this Collective didn't seem friendly.
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Tag taggity tag!
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"Fair enough. Okay. The un-subtle approach it is. My primary concern with a broadside is the risk of killing people, but I admit I'm not familiar with how precise your guns can be- if you're confident you can stun the patrons without killing them, then let's go for that, then we'll enter by the hole created. The other issue if we go for an obvious attack is the fact that with two people, we can't cover all the entrances and so we run the risk of our suspect running out. If your crew can set a watch on the entrances..." Vector looked at the building. "My abilities allow me to reflect most damage away from me, so I'll take point if we enter by a hole we create. Otherwise, I would advise that we both enter by different entrances, make sure McGruther doesn't run."
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Gross gross gross gross gross- Stronghold tried, but she couldn't keep down the mental reaction- she hated creepy-crawlies, and this was... not pleasant. She got the impression that anyone who couldn't get their own air supply (she thanked the mages who forged the Rings for their foresight) would be having an even worse time of it, though. Looking around, she saw the metallic hero at the same time as he called up to her, and floated down, making very certain not to set down. Or touch the bugs. "The new one, yeah. Um. I'm Stronghold, but I don't know you, sorry." She looked around as the new voice called out. "Um, friend, if you're a hero anyway."
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Haukea chuckled. "Well, my mum was worried, but my dad actually approved of the idea. He said he trusts the headmaster." Well, he'd also said that New Freedom would be an enlightening experience for her, 'considering you want to be a superhero after graduating'. But Haukea wasn't entirely sure what he meant by that. New Freedom was kinda a lesson in how trying to form a nation based entirely on 'having superpowers' didn't work (or rather, hadn't exactly turned out well for the inhabitants), so maybe that? "What I want to know is, how did New Freedom agree to this?"
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Stronghold didn't wince this time, recognising that... well, whoever (or whatever, her mind supplied) was sending the illusion was trying to scare her deliberately. And either they'd performed a lot of research (this was discounted almost as soon as the heroine came up with it- how would they know she'd be coming, anyway?) or they'd been invading her mind to pull something out. That possibility... legitimately scared her, more than the Volvur had on her own. She didn't know whether the psychic talents of whatever this was were limited to mind-reading and illusions, after all. She floated up a short distance into the air and started making her way forwards, following the cockroaches. Weren't they actually rather clean or something... or was that dogs? Anyway. Stronghold advanced further into the dark, scanning for the source of the footsteps...
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Haukea winced at the apparition. The Volvur... hadn't exactly met with a nice fate. On the other hand... Well, she'd done pretty horrible things, but Stronghold had still been a bit shaky in the aftermath of that particular incident. Kalani had been a big help there. Her sister had often been a big help to her. That said... "...the sewers shouldn't be a gateway to hell. So, if they are, I need to try and stop that... if they're not, I need to figure out what's getting into my head." Pressing her lips together, Haukea moved forwards, determined.
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Stronghold made a face as she looked down into the sewers. "Oh god why did I decide this was a good idea." The young heroine was feeling very, very... well, off-put by the prospect of going underground (where there were bugs and creepy-crawlies and it was all slimey). On the other hand... she frowned, as she remembered what Kalani and her had seen the other day. The Sub-Terrans had gone into the sewers, so she supposed it was worth investigating... right. Just had to go underground. Stronghold pulled open a manhole cover, then dropped down into the dark...
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Well, here's me tagging! ...*looks at Harrier's PL vs. Stronghold's* Whelp, Stronghold's in for another session of 'I really need to get more used to using this thing'!
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...huh. Kit has Attractive, eh. *notes down for future reference*
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...why did Dad agree to this, anyway? Haukea looked around the jet at the other students that were coming to New Freedom- anything but free, her mind supplied in a moment of snark- nervously looking at the others who were coming. She knew Will, she'd met Cho at the ice-carving... she wasn't really familiar with the others, though, beyond 'doesn't he blow stuff up' and 'really cute redhead girl', and she was always a bit awkward in a situation like that. And this was probably not a good time to be doing that. Well, they wanted to make a good impression. Probably wouldn't want to stumble over her words in front of the New Freedom people. She spoke up, mostly towards Will and Cho, voice a bit nervous. "Well, this should be a thing. Surprised the headmaster managed to get five of us, actually, the reaction when the forms went out... um. Wasn't exactly overjoyed."