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I'm in the same situation as Scar, and pretty much everyone else really. I don't want to take executive action and decide that Bruce spots something, so I'm waiting for a reason for him to take action.
Yeah, definitely don't do that, Son.
But, out of curiosity, what player knowledge were you tempted to use? PM if you don't want to draw attention to it.
But, out of curiosity, what player knowledge were you tempted to use? PM if you don't want to draw attention to it.
Fracking double posting.
As the group started bickering about tactics and whether lethal force was necessary, Little Brother quietly shifted towards the cockpit and murmured, "Launch us whenever you're ready," to Kira. There was no sense wasting time while everyone tried to decide how far they'd go to protect the people of the city. Little Brother lamented his lack of leadership experience, and in fact lack of role models. The only leader he had ever had was Big Brother. The best he could say was that he could learn from his brother's mistakes.
But, leadership or otherwise, Little Brother had more experience in this life than any of the others.
"Lock it down, all of you," Billy said, now looking down at his phone, where the feed of information from the Tower's computers was scrolling on the screen, "We're not killing anyone. And you're being a bit dramatic, Vaeros. This isn't a fate of the world deal, it's just a bunch of looters. There's no civilian casualties at present, though the building has not been fully evacuated. Catching the bad guys is secondary to protecting citizens: I'd rather chase them away than engage in a destructive battle in any case." He tapped his phone screen, zooming and scrolling as he switched between schematics and live surveillance feeds.
"Interior team, if you take the eastern stairwell, you should be blocking one of their best possible escape routes, and exterior team will be blocking a window escape. We'll box them in and round them up. Aim to incapacitate. Hopefully we won't need anyone outside, but it would take more than one of us to stop an escape, and if we spread too thin we'll be useless on all fronts. The police have formed a perimeter, but are still focusing on evacuation and protecting civilians. We are the first counter-offense.
"We're here.... look alive."
Below they could see the scene unfolding. The parts of the street that weren't cordoned off by the police were stuff with onlookers and the street was so full of news vans that one had decided it was necessary to park in the alley by the building. The police looked ready for all out war, as they always did when metas were involved. The roof of the Wayne building already had a helicopter parked, and it was likely a SWAT squad was on one of the levels above the incident.
"Titans," Little Brother said, echoing the previous team's leader, "Go!" He dropped down out of the ship's open hatch, opening his cloak to slow his fall and glide the last thirty or so feet. He looked to the officer in charge, who nodded at him, but neither spoke as Little Brother turned his attention to the front doors. He watched as the interior team charged in, and counted the prescribed time, giving his gear a quick check, and pulling a grapple gun from his belt. At twenty, he launched a line upward, and ascended past the first floor. Hopefully, he thought wryly, Wayne Enterprises could afford to replace these windows. He could see in to the second floor, where he could see the villains rifling through lab equipment and storage containers, and placed an explosive charge on the window. He kicked away hard as it detonated, sending glass shards flying inward, and then swung forward through the empty space.
His very first move was to take stock of the room, and he spotted what looked like a maintenance crew, coveralls and janitor's cart and all, trying to flee to the stairwell.
Little Brother touched his ear, as he pulled his retractable staff from his belt to repel a charging thug, and called to the other team, "Civilians fleeing, help evacuate."
But, leadership or otherwise, Little Brother had more experience in this life than any of the others.
"Lock it down, all of you," Billy said, now looking down at his phone, where the feed of information from the Tower's computers was scrolling on the screen, "We're not killing anyone. And you're being a bit dramatic, Vaeros. This isn't a fate of the world deal, it's just a bunch of looters. There's no civilian casualties at present, though the building has not been fully evacuated. Catching the bad guys is secondary to protecting citizens: I'd rather chase them away than engage in a destructive battle in any case." He tapped his phone screen, zooming and scrolling as he switched between schematics and live surveillance feeds.
"Interior team, if you take the eastern stairwell, you should be blocking one of their best possible escape routes, and exterior team will be blocking a window escape. We'll box them in and round them up. Aim to incapacitate. Hopefully we won't need anyone outside, but it would take more than one of us to stop an escape, and if we spread too thin we'll be useless on all fronts. The police have formed a perimeter, but are still focusing on evacuation and protecting civilians. We are the first counter-offense.
"We're here.... look alive."
Below they could see the scene unfolding. The parts of the street that weren't cordoned off by the police were stuff with onlookers and the street was so full of news vans that one had decided it was necessary to park in the alley by the building. The police looked ready for all out war, as they always did when metas were involved. The roof of the Wayne building already had a helicopter parked, and it was likely a SWAT squad was on one of the levels above the incident.
"Titans," Little Brother said, echoing the previous team's leader, "Go!" He dropped down out of the ship's open hatch, opening his cloak to slow his fall and glide the last thirty or so feet. He looked to the officer in charge, who nodded at him, but neither spoke as Little Brother turned his attention to the front doors. He watched as the interior team charged in, and counted the prescribed time, giving his gear a quick check, and pulling a grapple gun from his belt. At twenty, he launched a line upward, and ascended past the first floor. Hopefully, he thought wryly, Wayne Enterprises could afford to replace these windows. He could see in to the second floor, where he could see the villains rifling through lab equipment and storage containers, and placed an explosive charge on the window. He kicked away hard as it detonated, sending glass shards flying inward, and then swung forward through the empty space.
His very first move was to take stock of the room, and he spotted what looked like a maintenance crew, coveralls and janitor's cart and all, trying to flee to the stairwell.
Little Brother touched his ear, as he pulled his retractable staff from his belt to repel a charging thug, and called to the other team, "Civilians fleeing, help evacuate."
That is much better.
I actually meant to ask about the ship before the RP went too far, but you guys kind of exploded the IC and I got distracted.
Should it be called a turtle? A dagger is something that any culture could conceivably create, but turtles are native to earth.
But while we're at this, can you give us a rundown of its general shape? I'm writing my post and I'm not sure if it has view ports, or a big bay door at the back or what.
I actually meant to ask about the ship before the RP went too far, but you guys kind of exploded the IC and I got distracted.
Should it be called a turtle? A dagger is something that any culture could conceivably create, but turtles are native to earth.
But while we're at this, can you give us a rundown of its general shape? I'm writing my post and I'm not sure if it has view ports, or a big bay door at the back or what.
I think we can assume that the team is relatively newly put together.
Please nobody else post until I do.
I'm going to post sort of retconning the fact that we hadn't launched during all of this. Obviously we weren't going to sit in the hanger and debate, but I guess nobody(but Rumi) wanted to make the decision to launch.
EDIT: Oh, and Rumi I kind of want to tone down the power of the ship like, a lot. To be perfectly honest, most of my plot won't work at all with a tool that powerful at the team's disposal. I'm talking it's scanning abilities in addition to defense.
Please nobody else post until I do.
I'm going to post sort of retconning the fact that we hadn't launched during all of this. Obviously we weren't going to sit in the hanger and debate, but I guess nobody(but Rumi) wanted to make the decision to launch.
EDIT: Oh, and Rumi I kind of want to tone down the power of the ship like, a lot. To be perfectly honest, most of my plot won't work at all with a tool that powerful at the team's disposal. I'm talking it's scanning abilities in addition to defense.
"Oh!" Richard called down the stairs as Adelfonsus made his leave, "No hug for me, I see! Night got too awkward?" He laughed to himself as River followed him, both heading to the same common room. Richard crossed the room again to turn the portrait back, so Cae wouldn't know someone had been peeking. Both eyes were open again, and Paint Richard was sitting back with a smug look. "Fuck you," real Richard said, turning him back to face the wall. "You're not even real."
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He woke up better rested than he had expected and walked across to the Main Hall to look over Addie's shoulder, standing intentionally too close, and whispered in his ear, "That will never work. Tell your mom that we're a polyamorous triple."
He sat down next to Addie and immediately snatched up some biscuits and started ladling gravy. He started eating as Fonsus spoke. Richard sighed, "If I let her know about it now, my mom will pretend she's upset that I'm not around for Christmas, but she'll really be happy to cut back on holiday expenses."
~~~
He woke up better rested than he had expected and walked across to the Main Hall to look over Addie's shoulder, standing intentionally too close, and whispered in his ear, "That will never work. Tell your mom that we're a polyamorous triple."
He sat down next to Addie and immediately snatched up some biscuits and started ladling gravy. He started eating as Fonsus spoke. Richard sighed, "If I let her know about it now, my mom will pretend she's upset that I'm not around for Christmas, but she'll really be happy to cut back on holiday expenses."
Posted!
I have added villains to the OP. Just for reference, so I didn't have to have Little Brother spell out things that the characters ought to know.
I have added villains to the OP. Just for reference, so I didn't have to have Little Brother spell out things that the characters ought to know.
Little Brother looked humorlessly at Frostbite, and clicked a button on a remote control. A large screen dominating one wall of the garage turned on, revealing an image of the Jump City Wayne Enterprises building, with transcripts of police chatter in windows on the side. Little Brother started rattling off a briefing in his "business voice."
"Twenty minutes ago, a group of thugs forced their way into Wayne Enterprises, it's believed they bypassed security by charging in past the maintenance crew as they left for the day. It is unclear if they have a specific target in mind, right now they're storming the second floor R and D and taking anything that they think might be valuable. Gang affiliation, unknown. Two known meta-humans," he clicked another button and a handful of mugshots appeared, "And three confirmed small time criminals."
Members of the team who had actually read the required reading Little Brother had put forward would recognize Tank and Torch among the mugshots.
"Some of these criminals haven't been seen in a while, and some are unknown at present. It's possible they're working with a higher power, we should be careful," he shut the TV off and made his way to Kira's ship, which had become the Titans' go-to transport since she had arrived.
"Last intel puts them on the second floor," he continued as they loaded up into the vehicle and Kira started the launch. "We'll split up. Silk Worm and I will go in through the windows, Sin as well if she can manage. The rest go in as quickly as you can up the stairs. The outside tam will wait a a count of twenty seconds before breaching the windows. Try to exit the stairwell at the same time. A two pronged simultaneous assault should give us the advantage."
"Twenty minutes ago, a group of thugs forced their way into Wayne Enterprises, it's believed they bypassed security by charging in past the maintenance crew as they left for the day. It is unclear if they have a specific target in mind, right now they're storming the second floor R and D and taking anything that they think might be valuable. Gang affiliation, unknown. Two known meta-humans," he clicked another button and a handful of mugshots appeared, "And three confirmed small time criminals."
Members of the team who had actually read the required reading Little Brother had put forward would recognize Tank and Torch among the mugshots.
"Some of these criminals haven't been seen in a while, and some are unknown at present. It's possible they're working with a higher power, we should be careful," he shut the TV off and made his way to Kira's ship, which had become the Titans' go-to transport since she had arrived.
"Last intel puts them on the second floor," he continued as they loaded up into the vehicle and Kira started the launch. "We'll split up. Silk Worm and I will go in through the windows, Sin as well if she can manage. The rest go in as quickly as you can up the stairs. The outside tam will wait a a count of twenty seconds before breaching the windows. Try to exit the stairwell at the same time. A two pronged simultaneous assault should give us the advantage."
Sorry for the lack of post, it's been a busy sort of week Should manage one today.
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