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A wonderful strike by Alloy, he mused, grinning as he and Whimsy got off Thunderbolt's back. She stayed with him, [i]wonderful[/i]. He tapped the communicator at his waist, using tapcode to direct and redirect the flow of his many...many thralls. The empowered kept up their steady noise such that while they could hear 'Dr. Dean,' he hardly had a proper stage or audience listening to him.

Frankly, he didn't care what the man had to say. He was the worst kind of criminal, really, no real purpose, just trifling in the lives of others for the sake of his own amusement.

What a terrible man.

[color=#357302][b]"Whimsy,"[/b][/color] he began, smiling to himself somewhat, [color=#357302][b]"Can you phase out the floor beneath Dr. Dean?"[/b][/color] He said it through comms, quiet enough under the cacaphony of his thralls that the 'Good Doctor' couldn't hear him. [color=#357302][b]"If you can, do so. I want to see how your power interacts with his tech...and the environment. After all, he is still standing on the same floor as us...presumably."[/b][/color]

He chuckled to himself, how amusing would it be to sweep the man's stage right out from under him? Phenomenally amusing, he thought.

Speaking of phenomenal thoughts, he reached for his gun in its holster at his hip and wrapped fingers around it. Ready to fire.

If Whimsy's power allowed them to interact with the Doctor...then they'd need to get her to Headhunter's location. It also meant that he might have a chance to capture or detain the man himself. Either would be wonderful, hopefully it was possible.

He supposed they'd find out soon enough. That considered, he waited, his thralls continuing to attempt to impede the man's escape by blocking off exits with chairs or other things on hand even as they used their own bodies to do so. He would not have their target escape. Not if he could help it.
[hr][center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers – [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
While the others spoke to, and in Elliot's case, unloaded on Colin, Evelyn simply stood, barely able to look at him. She stood at the back of the group and if anyone had seen her face, well...they would have seen an expression of abject disgust and pity. It only lasted a fairly brief time as she composed herself and then—once everyone had said their piece—she commanded her projection to knock the betrayer out. Swiftly, without any prelude or build up, the projection invisibly drew back a limb it had formed from air...soldified it, and struck the betrayer hard enough in the head to knock him out. It would bruise badly.

Immediately afterwards, the projection vanished, the only evidence it had done so the fact that its glowing eyes winked out. Immediately, Evelyn drew in a breath and focused, the projection's shadow sweeping over them...and then expanding throughout the building, getting a thorough scan of Decoy and Protean. That done, she sent it outwards in a spiralling formation, starting at the perimeter of the building and going outwards, gathering material information at a rapid pace. Due to it being inimpeded by most physical laws it only took several seconds for it to gather enough information to satisfy her.

She was already counting down the minutes till she could manifest it again. Following the others, she activated her comms, [color=#3068FF][b]"I'm going to stay out of sight. I don't want him to target me to try and deal with my projection. I'll be formulating my projection for the fight up until we get to him."[/b][/color] She then ended communication, but kept an ear out for further information while she turned the rest of her focus to creating her next weapon.

First she took stock of all the powers at her disposal.

[hider=Analysis][u][b]Tiger Lily:[/b][/u]
Alternate form. Scalable. High physical resistance and strength. Enhanced detection and reaction. Focus: Hearing, smell. Proximity object integration. Transformation method: dimensional mass-transition.

[u][b]Messiah:[/b][/u]
Protective absorption. Focus, energetic. Physical limiter. Control appropriation. Non-adaptive control method. Upwards limit, irrelevant. Dimensional access. Energetic storage method: Dimensional. Access threshold: Neural interfacing. Ranged application.

[u][b]Margrave:[/b][/u]
Contact-based transfiguration. Focus: Object alteration. Scalable size. Limit; 1:1 | "Condensed." Object localized mass-phase translocation.

[u][b]Mastar:[/b][/u]
Physical alteration focus: Hyper dense viscous material transmogrification. Intuitive control schema. External control method: Ingestion. Physical form modulation. Protective measure: Material generation. Trigger: Neural|Broken Threshold.

[u][b]Decoy:[/b][/u]
Construct Creation. Process: Manual. Tech focus: Communication interfacing. Flavor: Holographic.

~~~(Mechanical)Shard-->Brain information transference. Intuition-based grasp of extraplanar mechanics; physics; astrophysics; quantum mechanics. Limitation: Temporary Memory Retention of gathered data.

[u][b]Protean:[/b][/u]
Physiological alteration: Cellular Transmutation. Limit, personal; template based; static mass. Control method, neural-based, shard interpretation. Backloaded consciousness processing. Limit, Physical anchor required~~Core~~[/hider]
A small smile touched her lips, even though there was only a steel cold focus in her eyes.

[i]She had more than enough to work with.[/i]