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	Eva looked down at her ratty clothes, her disguise in ruins. [color=00aeef]”Think I’m gonna pop on home and grab a new Hoodie. My superhero costume isn’t as durable as everyone else’s, won’t take but a few minutes.”[/color]

	“And while you do that, we should probably hand this guy over to the cops. Unless we wanna drag him along with us. What’s with the bathrobe though?” Hound Dog asked. 

	“It is [b]NOT[/b] a bathrobe!” The Game Genie threw a temper tantrum, “It’s like the garments of the Sith, or wizards, or academics!”

	As Eva began walking past the reception area and towards an open door. She closed it, then opened it swiftly turning the bland bronze knob that had seen soo much use over the years. Merlin watched her enter and snickered. 

	[color=92278f]”Being saved by an Egyptian Champion. How undignifying. Still better than Hindu Gods I suppose. No matter. Be on your way.”[/color]

	Eva rolled her eyes, while Merlin blurbed about Gods, she could care less who saved her although she might ask Osiris if he is another Champion, what Merlin said about him did catch her attention.[color=00aeef]”Thanks. You care soo much right, You could see that and opted not to help.”[/color]

	[color=92278f]”Be on your way.”[/color] Merlin said for a second time without any particular emotion. While Eva opened the door to her own room she saw Aunt Briley there waiting on top of her bed. 

	“Eva.” She ran up to her and gave her a bearhug “I saw you on the news briefly, the Newscopter saw you and Dickens but couldn’t approach, as they call him a monster. I suppose that was fortunate as your only disguise is gone.”

	[color=00aeef]”Tis why I’m here. I really need to look into something better and more durable. I gotta get back out there, there’s things I need to check up on and Dickens is by himself.”[/color] Eva rummaged through her dresser and pulled out a white hoodie it had faded in color but was still white. [color=00aeef]”Be back soon.”[/color] 

	“I’m glad you’re safe.” Aunt Briley said as Eva grasped her door to leave back to Merlin’s Library. She thought to herself, shouldn’t tell her about being stabbed. Yeah best not bring that up. 

	As she returned to the City Hall of Pacific Point Dickens was staring at Gajana much to his displeasure. He looked towards Eva as she entered the room and hobbled over licking his eyeballs with his tentacles. [color=00aeef]”Remember, don’t. No staring at people. Or trying to eat them.”[/color] Eva said under her breath as she patted his maws. [color=00aeef]”Bit whiter than I want, but yeah. At least I can cover my face again. I’ve met Mages and Witches by the way.”[/color] As she spoke to Game Genie. [color=00aeef]”While I haven’t met a whole lot of them, none seem to wear robes. Maybe I just haven’t met the right ones, dunno. The look is silly though. You’d look better without them, just overall you know.” [/color]
 
	“Well, I guess you have never read or viewed any general fantasy fiction if you’ve never seen a wizard wearing robes!” The Game Genie shot back with his words.

	[color=00aeef]”Right. Just saying, you’d look nicer without them. So, what’d I miss?”[/color] As she wandered about for a few seconds until she saw Voyager. 

	“Welcome back.” Hound Dog stated. 

	[color=00aeef]””Voyager, You alright? She looks terrible, like a truck ran her over twice. She gonna be alright, Ossirs. Umm, that wasn’t quite it. Orsis, no.”[/color]

	“It was Osiris. Son of Osiris actually. I know you didn’t hear his name all that well after taking a beating so I understand, although here’s hoping he doesn’t mind having his name butchered.” Hound Dog said to hope alleviate tension. 

	“Just don’t call him Shirley.” Talus interjected before everyone’s attention was diverted towards Voyager, who was finally starting to wake up.

	[color=MediumOrchid]”[i]...nuqDaq….’oH...[/i]”[/color] Riley suddenly mumbled weakly, still out cold after her brutal fight. [color=MediumOrchid]”[i]...puchpa’’e’...luq…[/i]”[/color]
 
	“That, it sounds familiar. Where have I heard that before. Wait, is it from Star Trek? No, can’t be.” Hound Dog questioned himself as he tried to identify the strange language. 

	“Pretty sure it’s Klingon, Hot Dog.” Talus tried to correct Hound Dog, purposefully calling him by the wrong name, “Either Klingons actually exist, which I highly doubt, or somebody has been watching [b]way[/b] too many reruns of Star Trek.”

	Hound Dog shot Talus an annoyed look. “Call me Hot Dog again, and I’ll give you the worst case of static cling you’ve ever had. You’ll have socks clinging to you for days, so don’t bug me Clyde.”

	“Jeez, nobody can take a joke, now a days. Everyone has to be so serious.” Talus defended himself, even though pun was obviously bad. Hound Dog was about to make a retort when the recovering half-alien made a more coherent sound.

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Ohh, my head…”[/color] Voyager moaned, her eyes fluttering open for the first time. [color=MediumOrchid]”Wha...where am I?”[/color]

	[color=00aeef]”Voyager, you’re awake. Things didn’t pan out as we thought, looks like both of us got laid out and bloodied. We’re in City Hall, hasn’t been long since we stopped Game Genie here.”[/color]

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Penny!”[/color] Voyager piped up, sounding relieved. She pushed herself up to a sitting position, tenderly feeling her ribcage through her green-stained outfit. [color=MediumOrchid]”Yeah, guess we both got pretty beaten up. But hey, we got the bad guy, score one for the good guys!”[/color] She still sounded strained and winded after her long fight, but some of that eager enthusiasm was starting to come back.

	[color=00aeef]”You know, I thought you were some animal like meta. But green blood and tentacles are a little odd. Still glad you're okay, felt bad your first outing was kinda a mess.” [/color]

	[color=MediumOrchid]”I thought everyone had green blood,”[/color] Voyage said innocently.

	Meanwhile, a couple Tri-PD patrol cars pulled up in front of city hall. Four police officers stepped out of their vehicles and entered into the building.

	“We’ll take this from here.” One of the police officers told the heroes while two of his colleagues went over to the Game Genie and dragged him off the ground.

	“My plan would have worked, if it weren’t for these meddling heroes!” The Game Genie cried out as the Tri-PD officers carted him off to their squad cards.

	“Yeah, yeah.” Talus taunted the Game Genie as he was taken away. “You forgot about the tentacle monster! But a word of advice: don’t call it stupid. You never know what it might do.”

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Are you talking about me or Mister Dickens?”[/color] Voyager asked, groaning slightly as she finally got to her feet again.

	“Really?” Talus said, barely kept himself from breaking out into laughter, “Did you think that I meant you when I said ‘tentacle monster’ instead of that big hunk of drool over there? At least have [i]some[/i] self-confidence.”

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Well I have tentacles too, and I don’t like to be called stupid either,”[/color] Voyager retorted with playful indignance, twisting one of her head-tentacles around a slender finger.

	[color=00aeef]”Dickens does seem smart, but not intelligent. At least I don’t think he is. So tentacle hair, yeah. Must be bloody annoying to wash it.” [/color]

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Not too hard I guess,”[/color] Voyager remarked thoughtfully, running her hands along the two longest tendrils. [color=MediumOrchid]”Though I wouldn’t know, not having hair...[/color]

	“Welcome to the club.” Talus said as he placed his hand on his head. “I only have metal plating for my skin, so I don’t even have hair. And poor ‘Siris over there has plumage on his head.”

	[color=b22222]“Wait, you mean that’s not a suit? When was anyone going to mention that?”[/color] Arachne asked, since she thought that Talus was just a regular human in a mechanical suit, like Iron Knight.

	The other Immortals exchanged confused glances until Talus finally spoke up. “Oh, we kind of thought you knew. Well at least that cat is out of the bag!”

	[color=00aeef]”Well. You pull off the bald look good. I’m always coloring and trying new styles.”[/color] Eva said as she was sure the Police had already gone lifting her hood,  [color=00aeef]”I’m doing this rainbow color right now, with a bit of a half shave.”[/color]

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Whooooah...”[/color] Voyager said, entranced by Eva’s brightly colored locks.

	“Well, I have found that Turtle Wax does make my head shine.” Talus laughed as he rubbed his head with his metallic hand.

	“You know. Takes a fair amount of effort to style this pompadour, but well. I’m sure I’ve got things to be doing here, so time to burn rubber. Oh, before I go. Here’s a couple cards for you twos. Laters.” Hound Dog said as he  handed a card to each Eva and Riley who he knew them by their hero names then took for the door.

	[color=00aeef]”Right. Cards.Well normally I try not to remove my hood, but seeing as there’s no point now that I had to fetch a new hoodie why bother right now.[/color]

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Oh, okay,”[/color] Voyager said, giving the card a confused look as it was the first time she noticed Hound Dog before his departure. [color=MediumOrchid]”...what do I do with this?”[/color] 

	Eva looked towards Voyager and responded puzzled.[color=00aeef]”It’s a contact card. His name and cell number likely. Why would he give these out.”[/color]

	“Probably to get some more exposure or something.” Talus tried to answer Eva’s question.

	[color=MediumOrchid]”Maybe I should make some cards then!”[/color] Voyager concluded cheerfully. [color=MediumOrchid]”I can put something cool on it...like a Bird of Prey!”[/color] 

	[color=b22222]“I’m not sure that’s quite a good idea.”[/color] Arachne told Voyager, [color=b22222]“While it might seem like a fantastic way to network yourself with other heroes, if one of those cards were to fall into the hands of one of your enemies, you might be having someone kicking down your door in the middle of the night.”[/color]

	[color=00aeef]”He must be sure of himself and his powers then. Otherwise this does seem to be a large risk. I really should look into a new outfit more durable. Something blade resistant. I’m not fond of being a pin cushion. Either way, I’m glad Voyager is okay. No one else seemed to take injuries so if we’re all healed up if we have nothing more.”[/color] Eva asked to the group not sure where things will head next. [color=00aeef]”It’s getting late. If I have time I’ll be here tomorrow assuming nothing big happens. Good Night, and sorry for jumping to conclusions.”[/color]

	[color=MediumOrchid]”[i]Qapla'[/i], Penny!”[/color] Voyager called after her. [color=MediumOrchid]”Ooh yeah, I think my friend’s going to be worried trying to find me, take care friends! Voyager out!”[/color] And like that both the knight and the alien had vanished into the night, leaving the Immortals alone.

	“Well, that was...interesting.” Talus stated a loud. “They were quite the colorful group.”

	“They obviously should leave this work to the professionals, like us..” Odysseus bluntly showed his disapproval of the other heroes, in a manner that one could conclude was reminiscent of something that Lyger would say.

	“Oh, come on.” Talus threw his arms up in defense of the three heroes who were no longer present. “Everyone has to be a noob at some point.”

	“Did any of [b]us[/b] sustain injuries that could have been fatal and that required immediate healing from Osiris here?” Odysseus glanced around at his fellow Immortals, seeing that none of them said that they had such an injury. “My point exactly.”

	[color=b22222]“Oh!”[/color] Arachne suddenly raised her hand. [color=b22222]“I have a healing factor, so I would be fine either way.”[/color]

	“You didn’t need to use it today, so your point is moot.” Odysseus rejected Arachne’s statement.

	[color=b22222]“Well, it is getting late, so I better get home.”[/color] Arachne said, slightly ignoring Odysseus. She then turned to Firefox. [color=b22222]“Well, I could get home on my own, but your luggage is still in my car. Can you teleport us there? Could save us from walking.”[/color]

	“Of course.” Firefox agreed. She then created a portal that would lead the two metahumans where they had left Arachne’s car.

	[i]“Don’t forget we have some cleanup work bright and early tomorrow.”[/i] The Son of Osiris communicated via telepathy.

	[color=b22222]“Drat. Looks like I’m not getting any beauty sleep tonight.”[/color]

	“Come on, Vol. Don’t be like Rainbow Dash and try to skip out on the community service!” Talus joked.

	“Wait. Did you just make a My Little Pony reference?” Firefox asked. “You’re not a brony, are you?”

	“What’s a brony?” Odysseus asked. “Is is like a guy who signs up for Girl Scouts?”

	“No, no. We’re...um...I mean [b]they’re[/b]...I mean…” Talus stumbled over his own words. “You know what, I’ll let you know later.”

	[color=b22222]“Well, at least we know his weakness now.”[/color] Arachne said. Then, she and Firefox departed through the portal.

	“They’re never going to let that one go, are they.” Talus sighed.

	[i]“I assume not.”[/i] The Son of Osiris said.

	“Them?” Gajana laughed. “[b]I’m[/b] never going to let you live that one down!”

	While Eva had long left Arthur took his time lingering around, examining some of the rooms within city hall mostly out of curiosity. And when he had returned to the group he had found them all but gone as the last ones already began to make their leave. [color=aba000]”Oh. Yeah fine leave the Greatest King behind.”[/color] With a sigh he floated over towards a doorway. [color=aba000]”Used to being alone anyways. Young Punks.”[/color] Arthur said in frustration.