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Grace's face was stark white as Mr. Impressive parted from her after what seemed like an eternity, her lips puckered as if she had just kissed a lime. Mr. Impressive's crazed, sickening eyes stared deeply into Grace's own, as Grace felt something slip away from her. Maybe it was her confidence- that certainly explained the deep pit in her chest, the strange void that had opened there. The girl shivered as Mr. Impressive laughed maniacally, and her fear only increased as Mr. Impressive continued to manhandle her. [color=olive]"That's only just the beginning,”[/color] he hissed with a grin that spelled pure evil. [color=olive]"I'm going to shred every last bit of dignity you have, slowly, but surely. Doesn't that sound fantastic? The whole world is going to remember you as-"[/color]

[color=SteelBlue]"GRACE!"[/color]

[color=olive]"Well, I mean, that's not wrong, but I was [i]going[/i] for-"[/color]

[color=SteelBlue]"Get the FUCK off her!"[/color]

[color=olive]"Hey, who the hell do you think you are-”[/color] Mr. Impressive turned before being coated in a layer of foam, and he was then smacked across the face, causing him to let go of Grace and fall to the ground. As he fell, Grace saw Tom, wielding the (now destroyed) fire extinguisher, standing behind him. She stared up at him, still shellshocked by the recent series of events, but her heart began to quicken in pace as she saw Tom there. He had saved her! He took down Mr. Impressive! Grace felt a sense of relief, a sudden wave of solace, strike her suddenly. He hadn't betrayed HERO at all. He hadn't betrayed [i]her.[/i] The realization gave her a fuzzy feeling inside, so much so that she didn't even notice Mr. Impressive get back up to his feet until he was standing before her again, now facing Tom. Grace quickly chirped, [color=DarkOrchid]"Watch out!"[/color] but she was too late as Mr. Impressive rammed into Tom with his shoulder, hitting him with a powerful blow that could easily send him to the floor. Just then, though, another fighter entered the ring, that coming in the form of the man that tried to save Grace earlier. Now in the light, Grace could see that it was a robot of some sort, but her vision would soon be clouded by some sort of darkness grenade that the robot threw at Mr. Impressive. Grace covered her face with her hands, then realizing that one of her hands had come loose of the cuffs. [color=DarkOrchid]"Oh,"[/color] she said quietly, using her free hand to release her cuffed one, rubbing her wrists with a satisfied smirk. This is why going to the gym didn't pay. Could she have escaped on her own with big beefy arms? No. [color=DarkOrchid]"Heh..."[/color] she said to herself, making a mental note to use this as an excuse the next time Patti tried to haul her off to the gym. If there was a next time.

Grace looked up to see the robot grappling towards Mr. Impressive, hitting him with a powerful two-legged kick. Mr. Impressive was sent flying back, cartwheeling through the air like a wheel having popped off its axis, before smacking the wall headfirst with a loud [color=olive]"guhu!”[/color] before falling to the ground with a [i]ding.[/i] It sounded like a church bell sounding through the hallway, and Mr. Impressive crumpled up on the ground, seeming for all the world like he had been thoroughly defeated.

Grace turned towards the robot, hearing its greeting, and smiled softly. [color=DarkOrchid]"Going to assume that's you, Rumi?"[/color] Grace asked, lifting her hand and knocking on the front of the robot's helmet. She frowned. [color=DarkOrchid]"Robot? It's a really nice design, I have to admit. Thank you,"[/color] she said, smiling up at what she assumed was the camera, before turning towards Tom, quickly rushing over to him. She looked at him, feeling a swirl of emotions envelop her as she quietly observed him. She then took a deep breath, and then swung her hand back and slapped him directly across the face.

[color=DarkOrchid]"You deserve that for kissing Priestess,"[/color] Grace chided him, like a scolding mother, but her demeanor changed almost immediately after, and she practically fell into him, putting her arms tightly around him, clasping him like pliers. [color=DarkOrchid]"...but you saved me...oh, Tom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for not believing you, I should've known you wouldn't join Seraph..."[/color] Grace said, almost bemoaningly, as she looked him with a thin, endearing smile. Her arms loosened from around his sides, but quickly linked up again, this time behind his neck. Grace then stood on her tippy-toes, her buttony nose nuzzling against Tom's as she kept her grip tight around him. [color=DarkOrchid]"I'm going to assume,"[/color] Grace began, speaking quietly, [color=DarkOrchid]"that the kiss I saw on TV with Priestess wasn't real."[/color] She heard what sounded like fighting down the hallway, but uncharacteristically ignored it, staying closely tethered to Tom. [color=DarkOrchid]"Do you...want a more genuine one, by any chance?"[/color] she asked shyly, batting her magenta eyes softly at Tom, a tenderness yet to be seen from Grace having reared its head in these circumstances. 
 
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Meanwhile, across the hall, the elevator swung open to reveal a man that appeared to look like Frankenstein. He was massive, taller than Chad, with ugly green skin and a rectangular head, several scars, and greasy black hair completing his profile. He was wearing a white lab coat and brown slacks, and his hands were adorned with what appeared to be metal gauntlets. This was Frank Einstein, hero name "The Shocker," but his unfortunate appearance and name had caused him to be renamed by most of the people of Castleburg and even HERO as "Frankenstein," a name Frankenstein (I mean, The Shocker) hated. Frankenstein cracked his gauntleted knuckles, lightning sparking around his fists as he looked at the duo of Chad and Starbright. He did not like Starbright one bit (they had a looooong history), and he was more than happy to do his job here. He didn't exactly LIKE EAGLES, but they did promise him a role in one of their newest movies, and plus, he could never say no to legally pounding Starbright to the dirt.

He lifted his hands, lightning sparking around them. "You have the right to remain...ah, fuck that," Frank said, before releasing an electric blast directly at Starbright. "Just die! How about that! Hah! Serves you right, you prettyboy piece of shit!"

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Down in the lobby, Jamie only had to walk into the building before every eye was upon her. The assorted heroes inside were mostly the type that Jamie tended not to consort with, because most of those inside were wannabe celebrities that happened to have superpowers, and planned on using a HERO career to boost their own careers. As it happened, none of them were particularly good fighters, either, and so they all backed away, in fear for their lives and gorgeous faces. The only hero/EAGLE that didn't back away was a tall man that was known as The Admiral. He was middle-aged, only a few years away from retirement, with black hair and a bushy black mustache. He was dressed in an all-white admiral uniform that barely fit his massive, muscular physique, and he had an anchor on his back (it was his weapon of choice).

The Admiral removed his anchor, spinning it in his hand. "You're wanted, Quake," he said with a sneer. He never really liked Jamie, in part because her superior quaking powers overshadowed his signature Anchor Slam. He was the ORIGINAL destroyer of Castleburg, thank you very much! He rested the anchor on his shoulder. "That means I have to take you in. Get ready to face...THE ADMIRAL!"

With that triumphant declaration, The Admiral slammed his anchor into the ground, sending a wave of tremors at Jamie that were easily strong enough to throw her to the floor.

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