Red took the strange stone with curiousity and looked at it, inspecting the strange etchings as he walked across the floorand found his surroundings completely changed in the background.

He looked up and found himself in a different inside place.  Oaks and varnished pine, with muted browns and red furnishings.  It wasn't the first time he could remember suddenly becoming aware of his own consciousness, he'd just stepped fresh out of his tube a week or so ago, but he wondered how the rest would be taking it.

Conor seemed unperturbed, which wasn't unusual.  He seemed to make it his business to be prepared and unflappable.  He was marking up the... bank?  Red assumed this was a bank, he'd never been in one before.  But if Julian and Conor both collaborated on a device, he assumed it would probably work.

Cece seemed more taken by her environment.  Or surprised by the experience of teleportation.

...and that was even before the giant arm crashed through the wall and snatched at her.

Red's brow dropped into a scowl, until he saw Cece respond in violent kind.  It appeared she had the means to defend herself from such an affront; which confused Morrow somewhat.  He wasn't entirely sure of the extent or source of Cece's abilities as a relative newcomer to the group, she also often seemed somewhat guarded when other's would broach the subject - but nonetheless was extremely proud of her own intent in being a superhero.

As he watched the two foes grapple he tried to ascertain the levels of force being applied.  Both seemed to be stronger, although the bank robber's own strength seemed to be waning.  Steadily, in fact.  And his size seemed to be decreasing, aligned with the criminal's own metabolic rate.

Suddenly Hana burst onto the scene and restrained the robber in a fashion previously unthinkable, before just as quickly being removed from the field by his allies below.  The confusion allowing Julian the opportunity to incapacitate the one whom they had caught.

Red had seen enough.  He broke his silence which immediately caught everyone's attention and took point with a series of short statements.

[color=red][b]"We need somewhere to put them.  Cece, we need the vault fixed."[/b][/color]  Before turning to Julian.  [color=red][b]"And since I doubt they'll be willing walk in the door, get him ready."[/b][/color]  He referred to Vincent.

[color=red][b]"You saw what I saw, yes?  Whatever's powering them is temporary.  Intertwined with their metabolic rate."[/b][/color]  

And with that he lifted a knee and dropped through the floor.

The four remaining brutes had surrounded Hana.  She's done her best to raise a green bubble shield, but her concentration was waning, and the four were pounding away at it in a way which Hana would probably describe in a way which would make him blush, if he properly understood the double entendre, and if she weren't already preoccupied.

Or maybe he'd just missed her already saying it.

[color=red][b]"If you men want a decent sized object for pounding, maybe you should try me..."[/b][/color]

From upstairs a solitary voice cried out "For God's sake Red, just say 'Pick on someone your own size!'"