[center][URL=http://s362.photobucket.com/user/NMShape/media/cooltext141340328007740_zps3gxyewql.png.html][IMG]http://i362.photobucket.com/albums/oo63/NMShape/cooltext141340328007740_zps3gxyewql.png[/IMG][/URL] [h2][b][color=#23F794]N[/color][color=#21F19D]a[/color][color=#1FEBA7]t[/color][color=#1DE5B1]u[/color][color=#1BDFBA]r[/color][color=#19D9C4]a[/color][color=#18D4CE]l[/color] [color=#14C8E1]S[/color][color=#12C2EB]e[/color][color=#10BCF5]l[/color][color=#0FB7FE]e[/color][color=#10BCF5]c[/color][color=#12C2EB]t[/color][color=#14C8E1]i[/color][color=#16CED8]o[/color][color=#18D4CE]n[/color] [color=#1BDFBA]A[/color][color=#1DE5B1]r[/color][color=#1FEBA7]c[/color] [/b][/h2] ==~== [b]Location:[/b] Lost Haven, Maine, Outside The Cowl’s Ironworks [b]Time:[/b] Natural Selection, Present ==~==[/center] Going to meet up with Justine was a simple enough detour. Once there, he explained more in depth what was going to happen- who he was working with, where they were meeting up, and what the basic plan was for extracting Racheli. After that, they'd gone their separate ways, to meet up at the Ironworks in a short while. Naturally, given Justine's power set, she arrived first. Goddamn teleporter powers. Luckily he'd arrived soon enough after that. Enough to get the basic gist of what was going to happen. He sighed again as he contemplated the fact that magic was apparently a thing. It was hypocritical, in a way, considering what he himself was. But at least his powers were based in some sort of science- albeit science so advanced that it would make most rational individuals' heads explode. But magic? Too many variables. Too many ways it could fuck with you, too much he didn't- or couldn't- understand about it. Well, he'd just have to spend some time understanding it, then. Find better ways to defend himself from such... interruptions. Gabriel looked up as things started happening. Specifically, a lot of fire and pain inside the Ironworks. And then what looked like... watermelons? Watermelon [i]turrets?[/i] Gabriel blinked in confusion, before shrugging it off. [color=teal][i]Magic or meta, powers are weird.[/i][/color] Regardless, this was exactly the kind of chaos he was looking for. An opening to attack. He stood up, nodding over to Hydro and Justine, before taking off, situating himself above the unfolding carnage below. It was about to get a lot worse. [b]vocal amplification, sir?[/b] [color=teal][i]That would be lovely, Daedalus, thank you.[/i][/color] He cleared his throat as the amplification took place, and began. [color=teal]"Hello, and good evening, idiot criminals. Earlier today, I came across a number of your friends kidnapping a very dear friend of mine. In my graciousness, I made them an offer- return Racheli Desdemona to me, and I would let you all go about your business. Refuse, and things would get nasty. Well, guess what, kids? Your friends refused."[/color] [color=teal][i]ARTEFACT Mode-02: LEGION. Engage.[/i][/color] A flurry of sparks rippled out from Gabriel's body, coalescing into shapes as they flowed outward. Very familiar humanoid shapes. In an instant, the air above the Ironworks was filled with literally dozens of robotic copies of Gabriel's armored form, all of them pointing their hands downward, palms and forearms glowing emerald green. All of the machines' eyes flashed in unison. [color=teal][b]"This is the part where I hurt everyone,"[/b][/color] said Gabriel, his voice projected from every member of his LEGION. [color=teal][i]Daedalus? Mood music. Your choice.[/i][/color] There was silence for the space of a moment. And then a very familiar song began: [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgzGwKwLmgM[/youtube] As the tempo took an upswing, the LEGION drones began to open fire- each impact like a bomb blast, destroying vehicles, sending mooks flying, and generally just adding an enormous amount of panic to the situation. Gabriel and around a half-dozen drones took their chance, charging the doors of the Ironworks, particle beams blazing. [color=teal][i]Hold on, Rach. I'm on my way.[/i][/color]