trollthumper Posted December 4, 2013 Posted December 4, 2013 Temperance had to smile. Set may have been a braggart, a social media whore, and a deity with a lot of shade to his name, but he sure knew the value of synergy. The rain wasn't just breaking the summer heat - it was providing her with a lot more ammo. The water she'd dragged from the hydrant was nearly run down to vapor, but this storm would more than make up for that. She turned her gaze to Khania. "Lots of rage in there," she said. "Hot, scattered rage. Maybe if you learned to keep your wits about you, you could actually do something." With that, she raised her hand, and the rain grew thick enough to form solid sheets. Heka was too far away to focus her efforts on him, but it looked like Set was taking care of him. That left Guy Fawkes and Khania. She closed her fist, and the sheets collapsed around the two crooks, catching them in their own personal tidal waves.
Gizmo Posted December 6, 2013 Author Posted December 6, 2013 As the downpour began, Sekhmet allowed a very feline growl to emerge from the back of her throat, clenching her teeth as the water pasted asymmetrical jet black hair to one side of her face. "Rrr... Wet." With obvious annoyance, the goddess' form rippled and shifted once again into a tawny furred lioness, in which guise she looked no more pleased by the change in weather. On four legs, however, she was better able to fight against the howling winds her divine charge had conjured up, managing to cover the distance Heka had put between him and the rest of the battle. Passing Set along her way, Sekhmet leaped up the cab and onto the roof of a convenient moving truck to tackle the harried sorcerer, taking a sizable chuck out of his black robes and drawing deep claw marks into his back along with a cry of surprise and pain.
Brown Dynamite Posted December 17, 2013 Posted December 17, 2013 The rain was reinvigorating to the demigoddess. It wasn't like actually being underwater her body certainly wasn't as resilient as when her sea-born connection was in full effect. Nor was she quite over being kicked through a vehicle. But it was 'homey' almost like a souvenir from home. Thaelia's body relaxed as she eyed her prey. The ever durable Khania had persisted onto this moment. But the tide had long turned on her allies. Spreading her legs to square her body into the now soaked ground after the water controller's tidal waves had hit the area, the Glamazon would send a spartan like kick out towards Khania. Forcing her heel into the alien's stomach but losing her center of balance in the process leaving an opening in the case of any retaliation. Although her friend Mali would most likely go about it in a more refined manner without the sloppy openings, Thaelia's use of a pankration inspire assault in a straightforward manner befitting her personality."The Daughter of the seas leaves no grievances unpaid! By might or magic you will succeed."
TheAbsurdist Posted December 19, 2013 Posted December 19, 2013 Errant feinted with a move to the right, and then cut left and pivoting, as he mimicked something he had seen watching some sports, it was an effective fake out on Heka's attack. The blast was still close enough for him to feel it, feel the impact of it against the ground. As he wheeled about, his eyes searched for Khania, finding her, her frustration palpable thing for him. But so was his. Hands clenched unbidden, tightly, shaking as he dredged it all up and let it out at her, narrowing it down into a spear directly in to her mind. If she thought she had a headache before, it was nothing compared to this, as his telepathic coils tightened around her mind, her understanding of self. And then his thoughts because razor wire. A dark bit of satisfaction in this, and it made him sick at himself and elated at the same time.
Gizmo Posted December 23, 2013 Author Posted December 23, 2013 Khania let out a loud, high pitched grunt as Glamazon's blow connected. By contrast Errant's mental assault drew a shocked, almost silent intake of breath. Both sounds were quickly followed by the aggravated alien princess falling out of the air and landing atop the fallen Blackfire with a dull clang amid the howl of stormy winds and staccato of heavy rain. A city block away, Heka cursed in ancient tongues as the tatters of the robes shredded by Sekhmet's attack whipped chaotically about in the storm. "Damn your eyes, heathen beast!" he roared, firing bolts of mystic energy about wildly, pitting the road and taking out chunks of nearby building. One bolt struck home, catching Sekhmet along the shoulders of her lioness form but the divine avenger only growled dangerously in response."Speaking from experience, oh cantankerous cueball," Set called from atop the roof of a parked car, "no one likes a villain who knows not when to shut up and lie down." Making a motion as if he were packing a snowball between his hands, the godling gathered a rough globe of shadow-stuff and lobbed it overhand at the sorcerer's face. It caught Heka square in the eyes and stuck like tar, blinding the harrier spellcaster even as he tried unsuccessfully to claw it away.
trollthumper Posted December 31, 2013 Posted December 31, 2013 Temperance surveilled the scene. All Heka's accomplishes were downed; some were making futile attempts to get back on their feet, but they weren't exactly going to be in prime fighting condition. And Heka himself was somewhat off his footing - no longer insubstantial, staggering, and blinded by Set's magic. She fought the urge to smirk, wanting to keep some measure of decorum even when beating the everloving snot out of these crooks. But she was willing to offer a tiny flourish of her hands, even as her expression remained wholly stoic. "So," she said, "I take it you have had time to reconsider. Even then, it looks like you haven't come to the reasonable conclusion." She raised her hands high. "Let's see if I can drive the point home." She lowered them, and the wave hanging in mid-air crashed over Heka.
Gizmo Posted January 10, 2014 Author Posted January 10, 2014 Heka started to sputter something in retort before the wave crashed over him, the impact audible like a falling ton of bricks even over the howl of the intensifying storm. The water smacked against the slight shimmer that showed where the sorcerer's force field was, leaving it looking thinner and more feeble while he floated now only a few feet off of the ground. That was close enough for Sekhmet in her lioness form to lunge at him, claws raking into mystic barriers and lithe, feline muscle twisting midair so that as she touched down on the far side she was ready to immediately spring forward again for a second attack. Instead of a sphere, the force field contracted around Heka, minimizing its surface area even as gouges formed in it like a solid object. The goddess snarled something inarticulate in annoyance as the villain refused to fall but between her matted fur and heavy breathing it was clear she was already pushing the limits of what her diminished being was capable.
TheAbsurdist Posted January 30, 2014 Posted January 30, 2014 Errant focused on Heka then, not entirely certain how to proceed, he had never dealt with a sorcerer before, so as he reached out and attempted to grasp at his mind, trying to overwhelm it with stimuli, enough so that he couldn't react to the external world. However he was not able to properly grasp at the sorcerer's disciplined mind, and with a snarl of anger fueled by his frustration and the wizened wizard's callous disregard for bystanders, he changed it from a dissonant signal to a firing of the man's synapses like a conflagration.
Gizmo Posted February 1, 2014 Author Posted February 1, 2014 At Errant's assault, Heka let out a defiant snarl that morphed into a pained cry as the telepath switched tactics. Falling the rest of the way to touch down on the ground, collapsing to his knees, disoriented and bloodied. As the sorcerer's mystical force field began to flicker erratically, Set hopped down from his perch and ambled over, snapping his fingers airily and causing the violent storm to abruptly dissipate. "Hark now, old son, I appreciate the tenacity you're showing on behalf of the old kingdom," he remarked, brick red bangs dripping with absorbed rainwater, "but this truly hasn't gone your way. Better to-- wait."As the godling watched the flickering of Heka's shield extended to the ancient magister himself, Heka's robed form disappearing and reappearing like an ailing light bulb. "Sekhmet! Failsafe spell!" Set shouted, breaking into a sprint but it was a moment too late for any of the heroes to act as Heka blinked out of view entirely, leaving his four incapacitated teammates and a stretch of ill treated street behind him."Hm. Well, tis what I would have done, too. Clever fellow!" Set muttered quietly to himself, hands on his hips as he turned to the rest of the young heroes. "Even so! Four of five, tis a passing grade! Because tis a house of learning they stole from, haha!"
Brown Dynamite Posted February 17, 2014 Posted February 17, 2014 Thaelia rejoining the other teen heroes looked much like a car blazing through heavy rain. Her legs sending water flying everywhere as the Atlantean demigoddess forced water to fly away from her. "Indeed. It was a battle most glorious. This defeat shall not soon leave the fiend's memories!" Glamazon jovially exclaimed. Her eyes lingered on the sky. "Speaking of memories. That sorcery was spectacular. Bringing the justice of the sky god raining down upon the villains." She was of course making a comparison to Zeus. A comparison hitting wide off mark in this case. Posturing up at the clouds with ample fascination her muscular frame appeared like a statue in motion. Looking around at the other teen heroes she'd then continue. "Before the authorities arrive, is anyone harmed? I am sure medical assistance will be forthcoming. The scars of battle need not remain a concern" Glamazon had taken a more brutal kick than she was prepared for when she was sent crashing into that car earlier. But her damage could literally be washed away. The same couldn't be said about most other people which guided her concern.
trollthumper Posted February 19, 2014 Posted February 19, 2014 There wasn't much to clean up afterwards - well, there was a lot to clean up, but Temperance didn't exactly think her powers would be well suited to that. Instead, she dedicated her attention to sweeping away what wreckage she could, creating land-borne waves that piled all the debris into a convenient corner. The chunks that couldn't be swept away by the tides would just have to wait. Once that was done, all the remaining water was coalesced on the lawn, left to sit. "I'm fine," she said in response to Glamazon's question. "And you're right - that was an incredible storm. Certainly helped to hamper them." She turned her attention back to the shattered laboratory. "Although I am curious as to what they were looking to steal..."
TheAbsurdist Posted February 20, 2014 Posted February 20, 2014 Slowly he came down, his breathing steadied, the throb in his should became a focal point to bring his thoughts to a point, to burn up his anger without directing it at anyone else. The red started to clear out of his gaze, and his hands relaxed from their white-knuckled ball and then... He remembered his initial target, Errant turned and then moved, quickly. Taking off towards the man in the mask. He wasn't much good in cleaning up, but he was very keenly aware that they had been after something, and Guy was the one to take off with it. And he didn't recall him ever dropping it or handing it off. Fortunately he got there quickly, and he was able to pry the stolen thing out of the man's grasp. He turned and stepped away from Guy, looking over the thing, trying to work it out. It was a component of something, it looked mechanical, robotic or... something else, He couldn't quite figure it out. Just a general idea of what it was.
Gizmo Posted February 21, 2014 Author Posted February 21, 2014 "Ah, what can I say, ladies?" Set replied with unconvincing humility, examining his immaculately maintainted fingernails with a smirk. "Benefits of being a son of Nut and the sultan of storms, you know. 'Ehn bee dee'." After a brief pause he looked up with a widening grin. "...did you spy my lightning circling about and striking the blaggard from behind? Classic Set.""Compensating for lack of skill with underhanded treachery? Hm. Aye, I believe thy be correct, liesmith. Classic." Rolling her eyes, Sekhmet stalked back over to Errant and the unconscious villains strewn about the street. Noting the strange length of metal and other materials she didn't recognize in the psionic's hand, she sniffed the air experimentally. "Rrrh. The prize the brigand's sought smells of blood and bone and not that of the oddly masked one." Following a little ways behind, Set tiled his head slightly as he got a closer look himself. "Steel and circuits that can pass for flesh? My, that does suggest some intriguing possibilities! None I'd like to see this lot acting upon, mind."
Brown Dynamite Posted February 22, 2014 Posted February 22, 2014 The water left on the lawn wouldn't sit unattended for long. Kneeling down Thaelia would press her fingers to it. And in a few seconds a small collection of liquid would begin to move along the length of her body. Any visible damage from when she was sent careening into the vehicle disappearing. The pain literally being washed away. "I do not care for such deception. Victory at the cost of honor leaves not a warrior's tale worth spinning." Thaelia responded, more impressed with the storm than Set's skilled wielding of the lightning afterwards. Following after Sekhmet and Set to reunite with Errant. The daughter of the Seas, knew her strengths. And an understanding of advanced machinery was not amongst them. Magical machinery that was comparable, and sometimes superior to what one would find lying around ASTRO labs she understood well enough. But when the division between science and magic fell more on the scientific side of the spectrum there was no use even trying to pretend she was comfortable with the technology. It didn't help that it was often too fragile for a frustrated Atlantean to manhandle. "Perhaps the fiends were building a biological armament?" Familiar enough with the consequences of having bioweapons running around.
trollthumper Posted February 27, 2014 Posted February 27, 2014 Advanced science, including the science that involved making metal and flesh get along like the best of friends, wasn't exactly Temperance's forte. She tried to scrutinize the material, but she highly doubted there'd be anything spiritual about it that would leap out and tell her what it was doing. It would make sense that the cyborg would've been after something like that... but somehow, that seemed way, way too convenient. There was probably something more to it, something she couldn't quite realize... But she knew who would. She went down the alleyway, approach the two who'd been pulled from the fray. They might still be shaken, especially given the nearby calamity, but they were also her best hope of figuring out just what was going on. "Do you have any idea what that group was after?" she asked, as gently as possible.
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