[center][h1][b][color=coral]Alcides[/color][/b][/h1][/center] [b]Location[/b]: Stark Tower, Manhattan, NYC [hr] A situation already? On their first day? A worrying sign of things to come, perhaps, given they hadn't even had a single session to work together or attempt to figure things out. A cohesive unit had to train together, work together, and the like. He'd learned actually something about that back at the testing facility, at least, albeit it had been pushed on them in a much more practicality-focused manner to say the least. Among other things. But right now they needed to focus on the task at hand, and he hoped that things would turn out well somehow. Some way. At the very least he could determine what he knew and could do, if nothing else, and that would be better than nothing in the end perhaps. He just had to rememmber that....well....this was different than what he'd been sent out to do before all of this. Yes. Something to keep in mind there. Yet the 'locker room' they'd been told about seemed to be more than he had thought. Their arrival down there with their 'honorary' Avengers cards would certainly give them access to the lockers, and their rooms and such from the sounds of it, and even acted as a communicator of sorts somehow as well. Hmm. Multi-purpose to be sure, but worryingly concentrated into one simple device. What about software vulnerabilities? Hardware concerns? Hmm. Perhaps things to ask about later when it came to operational vulnerabilities and risks, because he didn't know everything about these devices either for that matter. However, the presence of seemingly a detox space and showering areas in general was something he felt thankful for in the end to see there. Cleaning up and having something ready in case of post-mission exposure to harmful substances to some extent was certainly a good thing to be sure. Yet as he approached his own locker- [quote]Hell, they went above and beyond for Alcides' locker in particular; it seemed to be hooked up to something back in the Workshop, and at the swipe of his card, called his suit to the location in its compacted, almost gel-like state to flow into him and set itself up however necessary. They spared nothing with this program, that much was certain.[/quote] Hmm. He didn't have to go to the Workshop as he'd thought prior, and the system seemed built particularly for his suit to be brought to him to boot. Perhaps he could ask about it later? It'd be curious to delve into the engineering behind that. But for now, he ws focused on something else entirely: The mission. In that vein the prospective Avenger would call down his suit, it quickly arriving soon afterward in its compacted state as he reached out and made contact with it. From here the compacted gel-like state of the suit seemed to immediately respond, rapidly assembling itself over his body as Jason waited for the usual ping of his HUD and other systems to become acessible once more. Reserve power was still mostly full. Systems nominal. Perfect. As everyone hurried up to the roof and a beautiful waiting Quinjet, though, Jason would connect his internal comms systems for the suit into those of the Quinjet instead. Not that his fully assembled suit would fit well inside of the aircraft, but he didn't want to miss any of the breifing either. The perks of being too big to sit with the others, perhaps, but it at least gave him some form of flexibility in their arrival. In that vein, as the Quinjet took off he would also take off in his suit to follow right alongside it. [quote] "Okay, kids, from what I know, we've headed to STARK Tower. Sure some of you have seen it; one of Tony's classic monuments to hubris."[/quote] Hubris? He had heard Iron Man was the sort who had quite the eccentric and self-interested sort of personality. Then again, he'd also used his own life as payment for securing the future of the world. Well, the universe even. Jason wasn't fully sure how to feel about the matter personally, but even so he could feel there was a history between Happy and the deceased Avenger from the tone of the other man's voice alone. The way he spoke. Respect was one thing, but giving some crap to one's friends also seemed to be a bit of a thing that one did when they were close to someone as well sometimes. Hmm. [quote]"According to what our systems picked up just now, there'd been a break-in with a suspicious grace period before all the fun bits and bobs of the tower tried kicking in. Dunno how someone infiltrated it so easily, but that's that...Beyond that, we know that Mrs. Stark was under attack, and we don't know her current status...""According to what our systems picked up just now, there'd been a break-in with a suspicious grace period before all the fun bits and bobs of the tower tried kicking in. Dunno how someone infiltrated it so easily, but that's that...Beyond that, we know that Mrs. Stark was under attack, and we don't know her current status..." "That means at least one perpetrator, but if the readings we got are accurate, it seems whoever attacked Mrs. Stark was only a part of a larger scheme. There's also been some trace elements of nuclear radiation, which is...Off. You'll all need to stay on your toes, okay? We're closing in."[/quote] [center][i]Sensors detect multiple hostiles ahead. Multiple mutated genomes are present. Structural damage is detected in the vicinity as well.[/i][/center] And then something else pinged up on the HUD and rang in his ears as the suit communicated further to him. [center][i]Detecting falling biological mass. Subject Status: Alive. Incapacitated. Identity: Pepper [s]Stark[/s] Potts. Alias: Rescue. Conclusion: Individual is in a state of dangerous and lethal freefall. ALERT: Further detecting a mutated genome moving to intercept Ms. Potts. Subject deemed highly dangerous. Interception reccomended.[/i][/center] [color=coral]"There's-"[/color] [quote]However...Something distracted Hogan, which would prove costly. While it was hard to judge at first, he saw her tumbling through the air like a doll tossed from a window; it was Rescue, or rather..."PEPPER!" That moment of alarming emotion was what left the Quinjet vulnerable, as a sickly green ray tore straight through one of their wings, sending the vessel plummeting at an alarming pace. "Shit! Everyone, hold on!" [/quote] [center][i]ALERT: Attack inbound. Evasive manuvers reccomended![/i][/center] Jason didn't get a chance to say anything to the others, being forced to veer out of the way as the ray tore through the air and through one of the Quinjet's wings. While Happy moved to get the ship on the ground in a sudden crash landing, however, the former child soldier would attempt a rapid retaliation in the meantime. Better than leaving the others open to more attack by turning his attention away from the enemy in the heat of the moment, perhaps, or so he felt about the matter for now. With this the left shoulder of Jason's suit lightly and swiftly whooshed open as two micro-missiles armed and Jason directed the systems to lock onto the grouped targets down on the ground below. Avoid civilian targeting. Precision mode. And....firing! Two micro missiles would rapidly stream out, jetting down smartly and with precision toward where Elly and the other grouped-up members of the 'Bad Bunch' were. An attempt to buy time for the others to land and get out of the Quinjet, but likewise not being aimed to, well, 'kill' in this case either. Enough to make someone panic, scatter, but not aimed at taking them out. Just aimed at open spots and set to be potent enough to send them flying back if they got hit in this case in the general sense he hoped. In the meantime, the suited younger man would gun the suit's thrusters to try to intercept the falling woman. Not only was she the Academy's headmaster, or headmistress or whatever term was used, but she was a civilian in danger. As much as part of him wanted to make those missiles he'd fired be lethal, or prioritize taking down the enemies with lethal force as he'd done so many times before, Jason felt his teeth gritting some as he tried to focus and override the automatic responses his prior many years of training and experience had taught him down to an instinct. Because....it wasn't easy. It wasn't going to be, and yet it still felt tough enough as it was. But while he was trying to be on top of things, and gunning it toward Pepper in his suit to catch her before the reptilian-looking creature (as it seemed to be as he got closer, it seemed the others would finally land and manage to get out. Mostly because the comms began blaring with people shouting things out and the like. [quote=Exciteable Armor Guy]“Jason! Get Mrs. Stark! Make sure she is safe then join back!” Hopefully the flying machine could get to her fast enough to catch the fall, though something did concern him from his brief stint looking that way. “Large monster approaching her location!” “Five outside the building. Unknown abilities.” He glanced over at the more… human looking individuals in the other stoic individual who snapped about beds being beds, Mazie, Thunderbolt, Mia, and the siblings. “Keep distant until you see an opening. Provide suppressing fire if you can. Civilians seem gone.” He did not mean to insult anyone’s capabilities, but judging based on appearance, there were maybe only one or two that could survive a head on collision with that blast. Himself and…. He turned towards Laura. Whatever the concerning feeling he had about her was going to have to be correct. “You. Come with me, or do as you wish.” He shifted the sword in his hands, before stepping out. His golden armor glistened in the sun as he dropped his visor. He let loose a bellowing “CHAAAARRRGE!”[/quote] ....Well this was just a great start, wasn't it? Ok. So he would focus on what he was doing, but the others seemed to be trying to do something on their own as well. Right. And one of them seemed to be barking orders already like they were the leader. Etc. [color=coral]"Avoid civilians and try to mitigate structual damage as well, everyone, where and if possible. Over."[/color] It was his own attempt to at least help in the matter by making the note. [quote=Comms Support]"Alright, everyone. Apologies for my bad English -- I'm Izkry, and I'll be your eyes in the sky today." With a soft command to Dancer, he sent one drone to take photos of the five on the ground, with the second drone following after Jason to keep tabs on him and the one called Pepper, also with orders to photograph their sixth opponent. "Happy, do you recognize any of these people?" he asked, displaying the images across his screen. Regrettably, one of them actually was recognizable. "One. The blonde with the fur-lined jacket? Anastasia Kravinoff, otherwise known as Kraven the Hunter. Inherited the title from her father after he...Well, that's not important. She's strong, fast, and has a level of martial prowess that could make trained military men and women look like toddlers. Seems like this may be more dangerous than we thought..." "Hear that, folks? Lady with the spear and the fur jacket is highly dangerous. Take her out from a distance, if you can, as she is extremely competent at close range."[/quote] ....Well this was just a great start, wasn't it? Ok. So he would focus on what he was doing, but the others seemed to be trying to do something on their own as well. Right. And one of them seemed to be barking orders already like they were the leader. Etc. [color=coral]"Roger that, Izkry and Happy. Already prioritizing the rescue of Ms. Potts on my end, but requesting analysis of the other body trying to intercept her fall. If possible, Izkry. Over."[/color] His suit and sensors were one thing, but if the other creature moving to intercept the falling Ms. Potts could be identified or something of the sort then it'd be a welcome thing. Well, if Izkry had the time and field capabilities for that on the fly at least. However, Pepper was his top priority and ensuring her safety. In that vein he wasn't going to fire on the other individual moving toward her to avoid further endangering civilians on the ground or making more of an unessecary mess for that matter in this moment. [quote=The Might Morphin Halloween Ranger]“Fine, whatever you say captain.” Elias said with a sarcastic undertone in his voice as he hopped down onto the street. His purple eyes glared towards their targets ahead of them, Feeling a burning sensation building deep in his gut. His eyes flickered to a burning Orange that matched the flames that suddenly engulfed both his arms. He began to hurl balls of hellfire towards the line of villains as he walked towards them in a calm manner. He looked between them trying his best to guess who was going to be more trouble then the others. “Personally I think the dragon is going to be a bit of an issue.” He called out to the other students in between fire balls. “I can distract it if we need to, I don't look it, but I'm pretty durable.”[/quote] ....Well this was just a great start, wasn't it? Ok. So he would focus on what he was doing, but the others seemed to be trying to do something on their own as well. Right. And one of them seemed to be barking orders already like they were the leader. Etc. [color=coral]"See if anyone else in engaging the dragon. If not, see if you can break another enemy away from the group perhaps to help divide the enemy group up. Spread their attention. Try not to bunch up too tightly. Over."[/color] If the guy didn't have any ideas, then go or the old 'divid et impera' strategy. Divide the enemy's attention rather than put all their focus on just one of them. Split their attention and capabilities. Etc. Might make it easier for them to handle things in this....rough and sudden first 'mission' of sorts they were being thrown into. Hopefully everything would turn out alright at this rate....somehow.