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Bladedancer and Magna Carta



Bladedancer and Magna Carta made their way towards the source of the gunshots, using the people they found on the way for directions, either verbally or by the scared glances behind them as they hurriedly moved away. Their own costumes weren't exactly inconspicuous, but in a place like this they were nothing worth paying much attention to. More gunshots rang out, louder now that they were closer. Bladedancer glanced at Manga Carta somewhat apprehensively. That was a lot of gunfire, maybe this wasn't a good idea. Neither of them had a brute rating so all it took was one lousy person with a gun to... You know. Even through the mask and bodywear, Bladedancer could tell that she seemed excited by the prospect. Bladedancer grimaced. Well it was too late to turn back now. The sound of rapid footsteps came around the corner and Bladedancer and Magna Carta flattened against the wall. A man sprinted past them, not bothering to look around in his blind panic. Confirmation they were close. After pausing for a moment they hurried along and found themselves looking at the sound of some sort of warehouse, shouting from inside encouragement that this was the right place. The pair quickly made their way to the side of the building.

"How do you want to get in, just find a door?"

"Can't you just cut through the wall?"

"Well... Yeah, but should I?"

"No one's gonna expect us to come through a wall are they?"

"Ok, you have a point. We go in when I say go."

Bladedancer took out her attuned knife and carefully stuck it through the relatively thin wall of the warehouse and quickly created a rectangle about 2 feet wide and tall enough for both of them to fit under comfortably.

"Go!"

Magna Carta pushed forward, shoving the rectangle of metal forward and holding it in front of her like a shield for a moment or two before moving it to the side so she could assess the situation. Several people on the floor, in various states of damage. A wall of neon something was just standing in the middle of the floor. A wire of some sort lead from the floor to the catwalk where several other people where. Another person was standing on the ground floor along with what appeared to be an angel. But Magna Carta's eyes focused on Zach immediately. The lack of costume made his face easy to recognize. That and the fact that it was a face that had been burned into her mind. The moment the TV had screen shifted its view for a close up on Zach's face before it was broken and she'd nearly died. Alice ripped off the mask and the hoodie was pulled back, revealing her face and her blonde hair, amber eyes practically aflame with rage.

"HEY Lethal Force, you remember the faces of the people you leave for dead!?"

Bladedancer stuck a blade outside, just in case, before running in after her, her eyes eye purviewing the same scene: though without the same recognition that Magna Carta had, expressing surprise at hearing that this group was Lethal Force. To think they would met them on their first outing! Though... This was probably more of bad thing than a good thing.

Dawkin Trustram



"Well... If you're sure then, still, I must at least walk with you to town and make sure you don't run into any trouble while you're in need of a chance of clothes." Dawkin said uncertainly. He didn't like causing trouble for other people, much less not doing anything to fix it. "Ah, I'm with the Professor yes. Uh, I'm terribly sorry but I don't recall seeing you with everyone else." Her wording implied she was also helped by the Professor but he was confident she hadn't been there with the group he had been in it. Had the Professor accepted another batch of kids? Not that it mattered overly in the grand scheme of things, but he was curious. Pichu leaned into the chin scritch before hopping away happily. Dawkin returned both Pichu and Wooper to their Pokeballs now that they were no longer the target of attention. "Regardless my name is Dawkin Trustram, a pleasure to meet you, even if I'm not sure you can say the same." Dawkin intro'd, with a rueful laugh at the end.






Dawkin Trustram



Thank Arcues she didn't seem to think he was a bumbling idiot, despite that his speech and actions were indicating just that. Closer inspection of the girl he'd inadvertently wronged revealed a dome of blonde hair with a single slit for her eye. She looked to be somewhat frail, but perhaps he was simply making that up. Pichu was naturally curious at the approach of a new person and after a careful look at Dawkin to evaluate whether he could, he took a short hop to Amelia and sniffed at her hand. Meanwhile Wooper just gave Amelia a look of genuine happiness, seemingly because of her mere presence, but made no moves. "Ah- yes, Wooper gets a little overzealous. Also I wouldn't pet Wooper, I'm sure she'd appreciate it but she protects herself from drying out with a protective, and somewhat toxic, film." Dawkin's voice regained its normal assurance upon him explaining something that he well knew. He took a short breath to help restore him calmness. "Sorry again about the water, if you want I can pay for it to be dry-cleaned, or maybe a new shirt..." Dawkin pulled out his Pokedex and began checking to see how money he had in his account at the moment. With the catch of Pichu he could probably easily afford fixing his mistake.






In Lock and Key 6 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
Am NASA give chest plox.
Bah I really couldn't think of anything for a while but there ya go. Sorry if that ruins her drawing :<
Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin made it out of the forest still at practically a full sprint before he stopped to look behind and listen to hear if the Sawsbuck was still following him. After a few seconds of silence Dawkin determined it was likely fine. As such Dawkin flopped onto the ground breathing heavily. Ha...ha...ha... Jeez that had been a little too close. He had quite the tendency for getting himself into dangerous situations. Well, wasn't danger the best way to grow? His legs certainly had to be growing the way they were feeling right now at least. After a minute or so Dawkin got up and headed back to the city, wanting to quickly heal his Pokémon at the Pokémon center and make his way back out to Route 5 to get used to his Pichu. He wasn't going to sell it. Oh no, this was to make a point. They wanted him to catch and Pichu and sell it? He'd catch it, show up the selling spot to tell them he wasn't interested and keep it. Was that simply him being petty? Maybe. Maybe not. More importantly at the moment, Dawkin found himself at the edge of the forest at the base of the hill the drawing girl was on. Not that he really take note of her. He figured being near the forest might make Pichu feel better and it would be a good place to look for other trainers or wild Pokémon to battle making sure there were no hard feelings. He released Pichu and the barely one foot tall electric mouse did a swivel with bright observant brown eyes before finally locking onto Dawkin. "Hey buddy, feeling better?" Dawkin asked evenly. The Pichu gave him a glance up and down and turned away, raising its face in what amounted to a disdainful sniff. Dawkin shook his head, "Well we won't be of much use to each other at that rate. I think I might be able to change your mind though..." Dawkin reached into his pocket and pulled out a Rare Candy, unwrapping it and slowly offering it to the Pichu.

Its nose twitched twice and it swiftly dropped its pose and looked curiously at the Rare Candy with those bright eyes. It immediately made a little hop to snatch the candy and Dawkin retracted it upwards. "Ah, I see I have something you want. Well if you promise to play nice I'll let you have it." The Pichu scowled at him briefly before capitulating and switching its expression to a heart-jerking wobbly-eye stare. Dawkin laughed a little, "Looks like we have a deal." Now the candy was held in the palm of his hand rather than his fingers and he lowered it to the Pichu's level. The electric mouse waited for a moment to be sure there were no more tricks and then happily popped the Rare Candy into his mouth. A little squeal of excitement was immediately heard and sparks of electricity and arced to everything nearby. Dawkin's hand jerked back in surprise at the sudden light zap he'd received. It was nothing permanently harmful, but it had been quite surprising. Dawkin shook his hand to relieve the pain and spent a moment grabbing a water bottle and drizzling some water over the zapped area.

When he looked up he saw to his shock that a fire had started in the grass at the base of the hill. "Shiiii- p!" Dawkin tossed what remained of his water at the fire and released Wooper, "Water gun the hill!" Wooper, not too bright but enthusiastic as ever, proceeded to do just that. The burst of water put out the fairly small fire at the start of the hill. And also the rest of the hill. The spray of water continued all the way into the air, causing a sudden shower above the poor girl at the top of the hill. Wooper looked at Dawkin cheerily, pleased it had helped out and Pichu merely looked at the strip of soaked ground with some confusion, still happy that it had gotten a sweet treat. Ugh.... How embarrassing. Dawkin's pale skin made the red flush of shame more prominent and it borne a harsh contrast to his regular cool and composed impression. "I-I'm very sorry. I-he-well-it... sorry..." Dawkin looked at the ground awkwardly with his fist at his temple as though he could somehow push a solution out of his brain.






Bladedancer and Magna Carta


Alice adjusted her mask tentatively and looked in the mirror. It wasn't like it fit her character or her powers, but it didn't need to. All was for was obscuring her face. Her upper body was covered by a mostly featureless black jacket, her hands had knife-resistant gloves(Only 15$!) and her pants were simple blue jeans followed by boring white tennis shoes. Not much of a hero outfit. But her clothing could hold up to a weapon other than a gun in a pinch alright, her form was partially obscured and her face was hidden. Perhaps the only thing that stood out was the tool belt she was wearing. The various pockets were closed and nothing was unsecured, but within them lay a variety of pieces of scrap metal. Furthermore, there were at least five knives on her person. Everissa spoke from the doorway to the bathroom, "Looks good, you all set?"

Alice took a deep breath and turned to Everissa "Yes, I'm all set."

"Alright then, let's get going Magna Carta." Everissa said, and slipped her own mask over her face. The two of them had worked together to get Alice ready to venture out as soon as possible. That entailed getting something of a superhero wear together, working out a name, and most importantly, determining exactly what Alice could do. Thankfully, as with most capes, Alice had a fairly good intrinsic sense of how her power functioned. After a bit of testing they were able to fine-tune it more and think of ways she could effectively use it in combat. A few sparring matches, some bruises, and a bit of cash; and Magna was ready to start looking for trouble. They had little information on either the community or Lethal Force and frankly, Bladedancer would prefer for them to deal with normal crooks before going up against anyone with powers. Bladedancer had only been in a fight after getting her powers once or twice and they had been over in a matter of moments. But they had been adrenaline inducing, mind-numbing, fast-paced affairs, and jumping into something like that unprepared was asking for something bad to happen. For that matter jumping into it prepared was asking for something bad to happen, but there was no way around that now was there?

The two of them carefully left her apartment and split, travelling across from each other, splitting further and travelling through alleyways and such. Their intention was to patrol a route they had set out beforehand, looking for any criminal acts, or any sort of information they could find about either Lethal Force or the Community whilst in 'cape mode' so to speak. It was a vague plan and perhaps not the best one, but that was the nature of things since they really didn't have much of an idea for how to start. They had gone several blocks when they heard gunshots echo through the air. They both immediately headed towards each other and a terse discussion led to them heading off, following the further gunshots. It seemed they would get some excitement on their first outing. Whether that was a bad or good thing, was yet to be seen.




Sofia Stien - Train yard


Sofia naturally was still holding onto Chatterhead with her eyes closed and carefully stepping after him. However she was not entirely free of audio input and found that to be a very poor sense for getting a sense of what was going on. There was a bit of gunfire from Chatterbox, her power thankfully making it far more quiet than it had been before. The splintering of wood was doubtless Thunderbird throwing more boxes. Sofia wondered what the boxes had in them. After all they didn't know just what kind of warehouse this was. Maybe it had something like stuffed animals in it. Or bombs. The horrible screeching sound as a large amount of things crashed to the ground she had no idea, maybe it had been bombs after all? It also sounded like... there was some sort of super loud roaring? If Sofia hadn't known better she would've said it sounded like something from out of a Jurrasic Park movie. But that couldn't be right, that would mean there was a dinosaur here. And those were all dead. The temptation to open her eyes for just a second to look around was tantalizing. But Chatterhead was relying on her to keep him safe so she couldn't. She would keep them safe. Come to think of it she was kind of like a safe. She was used to protect things. Her eyes were like the lock and her power was the walls.
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