ic Explosions After Dark (IC)

[Poncho]

(Golden Star)

 

The ship slowly pulled to a stop, not heading towards the bridge anymore, as Vueriz sstopped it. It would need to get pulled back into the harbor, but it wasn't going anywhere fast right now at least. The fight might have been lost, but the battle was won; no terrorism or explosions were going to happen today. Michael, for his part, was clearly frustrated

 

"I...I'm okay." Michael mumbled. "We're both pretty shredded though." he said honestly, looking at the dimminuitive alien and himself. "How are you holding up?" He checked with her. He smacked open a few of the wooden containers to peer into them, picking out explosives and guns as he did so. He wasn't not paying attention to Vueriz, but he was definitely letting out some frustration at the box by smacking it open. "We don't look great, hopefully Mizuki had a better time...but I have no idea where she is." 

 

Meanwhile, Mizuki was slowly regaining her conciousness floating in the water.

 

"Hey. Mizzy. Are you okay?" The voice wasn't Vueriz or Michael. Sam was floating over her, looking concerned. "...You look like you got in a fight with the bad end of a boat motor. Do you need help?" Mizuki was a bruise and a little battered, but she wasn't in any serious danger herself; once she got herself moving again she'd probably feel better.

[The Sailor]

Torpedo Lass

 

TL looked around as best she could with a fully inflated life vest cradling her head. "Possible hostages and... explosives." She said, pointing to the yacht that was moving backwards in the water by now. "There was some... shark men..." She said getting her bearings before putting her slowly recovering energy into herself, pulling herself out of the water. "Well that's new... and a splitting..." She looked about, everything seemed brighter... "Umm... how long have I been out, It's.... Ohhhh I get it..."

Seems the stress of the fight turned on something... she'd have to explore it later her back now was screaming from multiple cuts. "Yeah some shark men were trying something shady on that yacht... com'on... I wager the others could use some help... and I don't think that yacht should be moving at all." She said starting to fly herself over to where V and Mike were, the sight of Torpedo Lass' torn and blood soaked costume told the story. When she hit the deck it was with a thud... seemed her head was still spinning a bit.

 

"Guys, there might be some people down below, those sharks were mentioning some people they "took care of". Once I get my bearings I'll bring the boat to a stop so law enforcement can handle the rest here... I know my way around a boat." She said, getting back to her feet. "Everyone okay?"

Edited November 13 by The Sailor

[Kaede Kimura]

Blue Bolt

 

Vueriz looked down at her shirt and jacket and their new collection of holes as Michael described them both as pretty shredded. She felt a dull throb from the burn-bruises that the hot lead had run across her skin, plus knew that the scratch along her forehead probably looked pretty nasty, what with her purple blood drying over her face. She couldn't really disagree. Her face scrunched up slightly as he asked how she was holding up. "I feel like expletive. Doesn't really feel like we won. Just... survived."

 

She watched for a moment as the other teen abused the boxes next to them, silently envious of the easy power her classmates held. She was just smart, couldn't throw cars or travel through the air without a vehicle. She squashed down the ugly feeling as it welled up, only for it to come oozing back out from the back of her mind as Mizuki and Sam both flew up to the ship. Here she was with a skyboard and a couple cludged together grenades while surrounded by superheroes.

 

She looked at the blood soaking into Mizuki's costume, the bite marks torn into Michael's body, and the blood on her sleeve from where she had wiped it away. She was being really uncool. She looked back to Mizuki as she asked how everyone was. "Pretty beat up to be honest. I put the ship into full reverse, can stop the engine soon. How'd your end of things go?"

[Poncho]

(Golden Star Post)

 

"Yeah that was...rough." Michael agreed. Bruises, bite marks, and electrical burns had split his suit in places, and he was already regretting how he was going to explain to his friends and the teacher how he'd dragged Mizuki and Vueriz into some kind of danger that almost got them all killed. He frowned as he continued to shift through some of the boxes, frowning the whole time. "...I guess that's the difference between someone who has powers, and someone who knows how to use them. They might not have been the strongest, but they knew how to fight and how to fight together, and they turned us inside out."

 

If he had powers, which he did, they hadn't really helped him much; he'd been as chewed up and spit out as Vueriz, really, and he was weighing it heavily. That he'd not been enough, that he couldn't do enough, and that others had almost gotten killed over it; not that they had almost been hurt, because they'd clearly all been hurt, but that he'd risked lives over his own ineptitude. He sighed again. Mizuki's words woke him up enough that he looked around.

 

"Yeah. Okay. Let's take a look down below. See if we can find anyone."

 

Meanwhile, Sam looked quite surprised at seeing Michael and Vueriz, and whatever she'd been arguing with Michael passed in an instant as she floated over to them.

 

"Michael, Vueriz, uh...I'm glad you're okay? I saw Mizuki out in the water. I wasn't expecting you two to be around to...I'm glad you aren't uh...well more hurt." she said, floating back and forth between both of them and expressing genuine concern for all three of the actual Superheroes. "Here, I've got some bandages." she said, reaching into her jacket and starting to apply them to each of the three in turn.

 

"...Thanks Sam." Michael said with a smile. "Still need to find those people though."

[The Sailor]

Torpedo Lass

 

"Star, Sam, head down below deck and look to see if those people the sharks were talking about are down there. I'm going to head up to the bridge. Blue, want to come along? I need a chief engineer here..."

 

She started to hover up the stairs to get up to what would be called a "bridge" for a yacht this size and headed over to the controls. "What happened in here?!?!"

 

She noticed the jury-rigging Blue Bolt did to get the ship in reverse.