[h2][center]Dr. Gabriel Cole//[color=teal]ICARUS[/color][/center][/h2]

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Gabriel sighed as his request was refused. Not for the refusal, he'd anticipated that. She didn't seem the giving-myself-in type. No, it was something else that irked him. He raised a hand as the girl prepared to (in her mind) drive a fist through his head, and a green haze of what looked like electricity surrounded her, stopping her in her tracks. He took a glance at the ongoing analysis of whatever [i]marvelous[/i] metal the girl had shifted her flesh into. It had impressive qualities, to be sure. But it was still metal. Which meant it fell under his sway. Though she couldn't tell, he fixed her with a head look behind his visor.

[color=teal]"Not lasers, particle beams. Completely different process. Not that I really need it, as you can see. Intimidation, mostly."[/color] He smiled, mostly for his sake, than for hers, as he lifted her into the air. [color=teal]"So. Perhaps you'd like to rethink your strategy?"[/color]

Of course, the current crowning moment of his career (yeah, not a great start) was soon cut short by the sound of tires peeling out. He frowned behind his visor, and saw, through AEGIS, a yellow town-car driving away from the back of the truck. Which was now open. And empty of whatever had been within. Which, considering there were now two separate parties going after whatever was in this truck, was obviously important, and likely dangerous in the wrong hands.

[color=teal][i]...Oh, god[/i]DAMMIT.[/color] With an almost contemptuous gesture, he sent the metal meta flying, as time started to go liquid in his mind, and everything began to slow.

[color=teal][i]Begin analysis.

Designate priority: Package/"Whatsinthebox"

Designate first suspect: Meta/"Maverick." Highly strong. Lacks restraint. Containment required.

ARTEFACT-02: Engage. Quantity 2. Command: detain Meta/"Maverick"

Designate second suspect: "Thiefcar." Number of suspects: unknown. Meta presence: unknown. Suspect/"Thiefcar" in posession of Package/"Whatsinthebox."

Isolate pursuit of Suspect/"Thiefcar." Detain.

Consider: Meta/"Maverick" and Suspect/"Thiefcar" both consider Package/"Whatsinthebox" priority.

Conclusion: Package/"Whatsinthebox" is HIGHLY desirable/valuable/dangerous. Separation of package from suspects is ideal.

Adding consideration and conclusion to analysis. Processing.

Processing complete.

Designation altered: Important/"Whatsinthebox"

New priority objective added: acquire Important/"Whatsinthebox." Secondary objective to detain suspects as needed once priority objective is complete.

Analysis: complete.

Course of action: decided.

ENGAGE PROGRAM.[/i][/color]

Time dropped out of its liquid state as a pair of robotic entities materialized out of thin air next to him. They resembled him, somewhat, but less human, less organic-looking. He quickly uplinked to the two of them, his vision going triplicate briefly as his mind adjusted to the sensory input from the LEGION drones. Two of them launched off in the direction of Maverick, palms glowing in preparation for combat. Gabriel himself launched off in the direction of the car, quickly identifying it among the throng of traffic travelling down the street. Quickly catching up, he flew past it a fair way, until he could land in front of it. The reason for which quickly became clear as Gabriel thrust his hands forward, and a haze of green surrounded the town-car.

And then, suddenly, the car came to a quick stop as Gabriel lifted the car from the street, its wheels spinning uselessly as Gabriel floated the car toward him, turning the passenger side toward him. With a flick of his wrist, the both doors on the side of the car facing him opened, exposing the passengers inside.

[color=teal]"Yeah, that trunk? Not yours, either."

[i]Configure: Hex-Feather Modules- SUPRESS.[/i][/color] The Modules floated somewhat threateningly closer to the thieves, crackling with electricity.

[color=teal]"So. This is how things are going to go. I'm going to grab that package in your trunk, and then I'm going to leave. If you guys sit there quietly, you can leave when I do. Try anything funny, I tase you so hard that you end up without bladder control for days. Understand?"[/color]