[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Dean: PRT HQ[/h2][/center][/color]
Dean was, surprisingly, the first to be in the conference room. He hadn't actually gone to relax during his downtime, still fairly pent up from the events that had transpired. As such he was sure to be early to the meeting room. Once everyone else was there, Alessa began her speech. She used a fairly similar tone to their private conversation, polite and formal, even though they had just lost one of their own. Once prompted, Dean began explaining his idea. [color=ed1c24]"Basically all the stuff that Ira makes, if it doesn't need to be held on a specific person, power stuff, or if it's situational or anything, Elliot here could carry it."[/color] He said. But looking over at Elliot, he didn't seem to care at all. He was absent mindedly staring up at the wall, as if he didn't have a care in the world.

"Asshole." Dean muttered, turning from Elliot to his new leader.
[color=white][center][h2]Love Craft: Highway Robbery[/h2][/center][/color]
Hmm. So Broker was wrong, there were two capes coming out to stop them. No matter, of course, the group could surely handle it. Still, it was odd their boss was off the mark on their first job. Even if this wasn't a set up it didn't speak well to what Broker was like. Hopefully these errors were few and far between. For now, Frankie would keep their eyes and ears peeled for signs of betrayal. It obviously wasn't out of the realm of possibility with what had happened to the man that had joined them in the Icehouse.

Still, no one backed down. They did bring up good points; obviously the transport wasn't expecting an attack and likely packed nonlethal weaponry, something they could reasonably handle. Lovely prepped their skin, hardening it in anticipation of the rubber bullets about to hit as the truck passed over into view. They began getting closer to the road, ready to soak up all the damage her little friends couldn't while they worked their magic.
[center][h2][color=92278f]G4M3R: Denver Skyline[/color][/h2][/center]
It was not actually Kyoshi or Pete that saved Kirb, but the man that they were attempting to assist, Furnace. He was really big around these parts (though Kirb had forgotten to search up his actually power, a huge mistake apparently) and Kirb wasn't sure to be honored or ashamed at being saved by him. After rolling onto a local rooftop, the Kirb dusted himself off and came face to face with Furnace, who seemed a tad mad but toned it down as he took a look at G4M3R. Apparently his power, whatever it was, wasn't good to use around people. Well then why the hell did Pete close in? Ugh, he'd have to talk with him about that...

But that didn't matter now. As Kirb and Furnace shook hands, the hero mentioned he watched G4M3R's streams. He couldn't help but smile. He knew those were a good idea. Still, this was no time to dally. Kirb turned to call Pete and Kyoshi over and... In the sky. There was a massive writhing [b]thing[/b] following that villain up in the air. Astounded, all Kirb could do was stand their and stare, mouth agape.