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[img]https://i.imgur.com/GjazZAE.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@Natsu][hr][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]EARTH 257 - 5:40 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - S.W.O.R.D. HQ, the Iron[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=84B4E2][b][i]Tree Line[/i][/b][/color]

	Amelia had gone over the edge, beginning to fall down what would have been a straight drop - only to, at the very last second, manage to grab onto the side of the cliff. Her grip wasn't incredibly secure, with small rocks falling from the area near her handhold. She only had one hand firmly grabbed onto the cliff, keeping herself from falling to the ground below. Oliver shouted down at her that she needed to fly up to him - but Amelia had never flown unaided before. She didn't know if she could do that. She knew she could glide through the air more or less, but fly? 

	[color=FFB795]"Alright, mate!"[/color] Amelia called up to Oliver. She wasn't scared, even as the adrenaline was pumping through her veins. This was the sort of thing she loved to do - to take risks and try something new. And beyond that, if she knew one thing about herself, it was that she was born to [i]fly[/i]. Amelia took a deep breath, before kicking downwards with her feet, hoping to propel herself up with the air currents, and pushing up quickly with her hand. 

	She shot up into the air (15 on a d20), landing safely on the ground by Oliver. The aircraft opened fire, deadly laser blasts firing at the two of them. Luckily, Oliver would manage to grab Amelia's hands and phase the two of them, the blasts passing harmlessly through them (19 on a d20). Celestine, meanwhile, had ducked down for cover, somehow avoiding getting hit. 

	[color=FFB795]"Into a ship now, yeah?"[/color]

[color=84B4E2][b][i]Outside Interrogation Room B9 -[/i][/b][/color]

	"Uh, yeah, I think they would arrest me," Darcy said. "Kinda figured helping you all would mean a career change. Maybe I'll pick a fun new name - like Jane Foster, that'd be fun." She quickly identified that this Celestine person though seemed to be the Jerry of the Parks and Rec TV Show, given how they had messed things up by summoning one of the aircraft. "At least two, maybe more," Darcy chimed in helpfully, giving a count on how many people were in each craft. 

	Bonnie pinched the bridge of her nose, irritated with the information Niah gave about Celestine. She honestly had to wonder if she was surrounded by idiots sometimes, between Sparky's refusal to take care of herself and Celestine's insistence on making everything harder than it needed to be. She hadn't even had a moment to spare to dwell on the memory rewrites they had all just experienced and whether that was something they'd need to be incredibly focused on solving quickly - they had no idea if more of their memories would be rewritten and if so, when. For all she knew, they could have less than a day to solve that issue. 

	She definitely wanted a raise after this. 

	Bonnie moved with the others to the evidence lock-up, gathering her own things. She put on the necklace she had been given and activated it, her clothing transforming into Greek armor, complete with circlet. It wasn't really her style, but armor was better than no armor, even if it felt like Magical Girl Armor. 

	"Woah! You're like Sailor Moon!" 

	[color=f6989d]"... Huh, did not expect that to exist here, interesting,"[/color] Bonnie said absentmindedly, before following the dagger with the others. 

[color=84B4E2][b][i]Hallway Adjacent to Interrogation Room Z11 - Basically everyone now -[/i][/b][/color]

	Suddenly, Raynor's dagger Lyting rushed at him and he grabbed it with his right hand, feeling the surge of energy coursing through his veins. It took him by surprise for a moment, his eyes glowing with a soft golden light, before he understood. He hadn't noticed it when he first arrived here. Back on Earth-666, he was Raynor, an Asgardian from another dimension; here on Earth-257, he was the [i]God of Light.[/i] Flynn called from up ahead that Sparky was there and a sense of shame mixed with urgency filled him. 

	He was a different person in this world - but she wasn't. 

	Raynor rushed forward, eventually coming into view of the fight going on. [color=d86615]"Everyone has a fucking gimmick these days,"[/color] he cursed. Not only were these two members of the Iron Legion, but they had [i]swords[/i] - because of course they did. 

	Folly instantly recognized the blades. They were re-forged, stolen relics from Madripoor. "Those are re-forged Muramasa blades, they can cut and kill anything," Folly warned. "Even me." 

	[color=d86615]"Great, just fucking great,"[/color] Raynor complained, before flashing his palms open, sending blasts of light straight on at the two Iron Legion warriors. His aim was fantastic and the warriors were temporarily blinded, their helmets not being able to filter out that much light and struggling to re-calibrate.