Kirah

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Rose Buckner

Location: The trails
Skills:

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Rose was Sierra had been able to escape, she had felt bad for leaving her behind. In front of her Merlin and a bunch of others coming through a portal were appearing. She had noticed that parking was the Pendragon woman. Rose sighed, at least they had backup. She noticed that Cassiopeia was with the group. That made things interesting. She hung up the phone since Merlin was already there. Rose caught her breath as she joined Merlin and his growing group of fairytale children.

"Hey, thanks for coming. She was trying to get us to join her. She started a fire." Rose didn't want to go over the whole string of bad luck that had led them to this moment. Rose smiled at Willow and then at her long time friend Cass. "Good choice of a ranger. Got an extra bow?" Rose would feel more comfortable with a weapon and bows were her weapon of choice.

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Colby Jackson

Location: Merlin's warehouse -> Trail head
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"Thanks." Colby said to Layla. He held the knife uncertain. He had never fought with one before. He sighed and found a place to store it on his belt. Colby stepped through the portal and joined the others. He noticed that it was Pandora with Maleficient. Part of him was not surprised. Pandora had always given him evil-vibes. They had had their respect for each other and kept out of the hair of the other.

"Hey Pandora, long time no see. You in the woods doing an evil seance or something?" He asked with a grin and walking toward her. He hoped he could chat with her long enough to distract her so someone could shoot her with an arrow or maybe Merlin could magic them to sleep? The lack of planning was not fantastic. "We just heard there was a party going on and wanted to check it out." He grinned at Pandora.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Location: the Ruins of Attilan
Skills: Jack-of-all-trades [Guns], Specialization in Guns [Hand guns] & Weapon Proficiency, Hand-to-hand & Paralysis Inducement

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What the hell? Raptors? How had Oliver gotten his hand on Raptors? And of course, he didn't have control of them, so they were attacking the group instead of the enemy. If Matt wasn't dealing with Proxima Midnight, he might have been horrified. He didn't even want to think about the fact that Tinley was dead now since Lazer-eyes had shot her head off. He had respected her; she was the reason he had requested to join Secret Warriors. The green-skinned woman tried to attack Cass, but she could handle herself. Cass was a verified BAMF in Matt's mind. Bonnie took down the blue-skinned woman; Bonnie was another verified BAMF. Maybe there was a chance the group could survive this.

Proxima Midnight was threatening him and asking for last words. Matt didn't have any planned, so he didn't say anything. He fired two shots. One hit her leg and took out her knee, the other went wide and missed her. This wasn't working. The woman was too determined, and now with the Raptors, they needed fewer enemies on the field.

Matt moved into hand-to-hand combat reach with her, closing the distance between them, and reached out to touch her. That was all he needed to do for his power to work, which was probably a good thing. He felt the energy leave him and enter Proxima Midnight; he sent a lot more than he would normally. Proxima Midnight dropped to the ground. She wasn't breathing, and it was apparent her heart had stopped beating as the blood from her neck wound was no longer spurting out. 'Well, she's not bleeding out anymore cause that requires a heartbeat,' Matt thought. He felt guilty for the use of his power; it was more potent than he liked. He hated doing that and killing people, but she would have done her best to kill him if he had allowed her to keep fighting. "Maybe next time don't pick a fight with a guy with the gun? Or attack and not chat? Not sure which was your fatal mistake there." Matt said to her corpse.

He noticed the spear that Oliver had had earlier in her hands and, on some instinctual level, knew he would know how to work it if he held it. Matt picked it up. His exposure to the mist on the moon their first time here had caused him to go through terrigenesis a second time. Matt didn't know the name of the power that he gained from it, but it was clear what it did. He now knew intrinsically how weapons worked. He just had to hold them. "Oh, neat." He turned to face Oliver. "Hey, maybe come up with better plans, ones that don't involve Raptors in space!"

Forgotten Space

Time: +4 hrs
Location: Space, a very far way from Earth

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@BlueSky44@Nallore@Morose@Framing A Moose

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Location: Atrium
Skill: N/A

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Tessa stayed away from the opening of the river. She was impressed with Zarina's willingness to climb in and start checking it out. Tessa figured it just led up into a vat of water. There probably was a filtration system of some sort too.

"Wait, what about where the water exits." She pushed herself away from the tree and started following the river downstream. It ended eventually in a pond, but it couldn't be a closed system, if it was that meant that the water would just be flooding the room. "Luke, you can swim, right? Like you're good at it, you said you had the swimmers cap in your room."

"I'm fairly confident about it yeah. Why?"

"Zarina is going against the current. What would happen if we went with it? That pipe probably leads to a vat of water that is processed from the water that is coming from this pool. Right?" Tessa looked helpless thinking. Noah joined them.

"I don't think you're wrong. Let Zarina see what she can discover. If the water pressure is too much we can try this direction, but it might be a completely closed loop. However, in space water is extremely valuable. It is possible whoever we are dealing with has figured out a way to synthesize it."

"Synthesized what?" Luke asked. Tessa was wondering as well.

"Water." Noah said. He shrugged and then walked back to the mouth of the river. "How is she doing?"

For Zarina she would catch in the flash of the light another grate up ahead, it would be a struggle going against the water though, she would also hear Raynor's message over the radio. She would not be able to tell if the grate in front of her was screwed in from this side or the other side.

To Vinnie Manny said "Blowing stuff up is a lot harder than just some alcohol. Especially if it is metal like this is." He said holding up the grate. He sighed when she started going off. With Cal's revelation that Vinnie the girl made more sense and he relaxed his shoulders a bit. "Okay, can we calm down a bit? However, a blow torch or something might help. Though not sure how I feel about giving a blowtorch to a teen."

"I-" Kyle started to say and then he sat down holding his head. "Oh, oh boy. Okay. I just have a lot of memories suddenly. I do climb, competitively for fun. I also am a cop and work with Interpol. My wife, she was the one I remembered with the lizard. She really likes lizards. That's her thing."

Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Hidden Gem (Nallore, Morose, Kirah) Ω

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Niah Bautista

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Location: Junk Yard - Fargo, North Dakota
Skills: Roman Mythology

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Niah wasn't excited about putting on the armor. Well, she was. She wanted to wear it, but she was nervous that it might be cursed. Niah put it on, Roman armor hadn't changed much in the centuries since Scipio Africanus. Once she finished she started floating into the air. "Oh no!" She shouted. Niah tried to figure out if there was a way to control it, but she couldn't figure it out.

"Help." She squeaked out at them. It was a good thing she wasn't afraid of heights. "I don't know how to control this thing. I didn't want to put it on because I was worried it might be cursed and here I am floating uncontrollably in the air." She hoped one of them would grab her leg and pull her down, or somehow knew the commands for it.

Niah thought about it, if this had any word commands or anything she had never heard of them, but she suspected it was like any other demi-god ability. That meant she might be able to control it like the mist. She took a deep breath and lowered herself to the ground. "I did it!" She said joyfully. "It is sort of like controlling the mist." She explained. "I wonder, both of you hold onto my arms. If I can fly with both of you holding onto me maybe we can just fly to Mount Rushmore." She did worry they might get lost, but at it was an option.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Location: the Ruins of Attilan
Skills: Jack-of-all-trades [Guns], Specialization in Guns [Hand guns] & Weapon Proficiency

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"Thanks." Matt said with a head nod at Novi. He appreciated her for keeping Proxima Midnight at a distance. Matt had a feeling he might be able to fight her in hand-to-hand combat, but he felt a lot more confidant behind his handgun. However, if he could touch her and release his paralyzing power. That could take the woman out of the battle, and it was now proven that he could kill someone with it as he had always feared. That would be for later he decided if she got too close for comfort.

Matt lined up a shot and took it. Blood spouted from Proxima's throat. Matt wasn't certain if that would take her down. He had seen a few of Thanos 'children' survive kill shots before. In Cardiff, it had taken multiple kill shots to take down the one. Matt took another shot, hitting her square in the left chest. It could be a heart shot, if she had one, or if it was even there. Matt took the third shot this one grazed her right arm.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Location: Galley
Skill: n/a

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Arthur's laughter was like a stone being dropped into a lake. It broke the tension inside Andy and she giggled. "How do you know that? That's just weird. What do you mean by Blessed Be?" She asked tilting her head. Andy had a lot of questions and Rebecca had so far been a good source of answers.

She feared that Rebecca was too much like her mother that had killed Mona. Could she ask questions of Rebecca expecting answers when Andy wasn't confident if she trusted Hecate, or as was becoming more possible any of the gods? Andy hadn't met any other ones yet, other than Mr. D. But there was a sense of tension surrounding them all. Andy wanted to figure it out for herself, but to figure it out she needed answers.

"May we ask some questions? I feel like we have just been running around stumbling into answers. I want to know a few things about this world we've been thrust into." Andy was determined. She needed to know what she had gotten herself into, she'd run away again if she didn't like it, and that wouldn't be the first time. This time though she would ask Arthur to go with her.

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Location: New Rome - the Augury -> Coffee shop
Skills: n/a

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"Hello Marco." Niah said with a smile. "May I have a large iced chai latte?" Niah preferred her caffeine to be in the form of tea over coffee. She could taste the bitter, even over a ton of sugar, and disliked it.

Niah stepped aside so Mads could order. "Hello Alexia, Emily." Niah smiled at both of them. "If you get a memo, Alexia, that you need to build traps or anything like that from Leandra, you can ignore it. We have gotten some new information since she was told that." Niah said with a slight sigh.

Niah didn't like the new information, but at least it kept the Camp safe. Most of New Rome would fight to the death. She would too, she didn't fear death. But she then smiled. "Good to see you. I hope you're all doing well." The cafe was busy, Niah glanced around. "Think we can grab a table and chat for a bit. We should try to research our little situation a bit too."

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Location: New Rome - Coffee Shop
Skills: n/a

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Emily winced at the mention of ignoring college applications. She had been doing the same thing. They needed to have a conversation about the matter. She wanted to go to school with him but didn't want to go to school here in New Rome. If Marco went to work for his father's company, she'd go to school in New York so they would be close at least. That was if she could get into a school there. She had the test scores, but not the 'traditional' education that a lot of schools looked at. It was also really hard to explain Camp on an application.

"Praetors, Niah." She said, nodding at them. "How was the meeting?" Emily knew about the tension between her and Nancy; she also knew there wasn't anything she could do about it. Emily just gave her usual sunny smile. "Sounds like it wasn't a great one." She said, glancing at Niah. Leandra was fine in specific settings. Emily was glad she wasn't involved in politics and was happy to keep herself out of it, despite Leandra's attempts to drag her into them.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Location: Hotel Valhalla: Floor 12
Skill: Longbow

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"Maybe you should stop putting your head in places where it could be removed." Dalisy said to Arnora. She was torn between shooting Lara to be done with her and ignoring Lara completely. Dalisy kept her eyes on the river in front of them. Scanning for obstacles.

If she pretended, she could imagine the woman beside her was Niah. They didn't look anything alike, but their personality was so similar it hurt. Dalisy shifted in her seat toward the front of the canoe. "There is my oar from earlier if you need something to push." Her voice was tight. She found difficulty in even sounding nice. The oar could be useful if a log or other such detritus got to close to the canoe, but wasn't something they could avoid.

There were several branches that threatened their heads. Dalisy took aim and shot out the biggest ones. Hopefully, the others could be avoided, or maybe Lara would be useful and take them out. She just couldn't fire enough arrows to take out all of the branches. Dalisy scrunched down in her seat hoping that she would keep her own head from being hit by any of the branches that they failed to take out or avoid.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Location: The street outside George Washington University's Lisner Auditorium
Skills: Boxing & Electrokinsis

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Andy hated being touched. It didn't help when the person doing the touching was a Purifier. She hated anyone who aligned themselves as such. He was on top of her punching her. That was bad for him. She let her electricity zap him, and he stopped moving. Andy had nightmares of killing people. She suspected today would be added to the litany of dreams, but for the first time, it felt like she had a purpose. Purifiers got to choose to be like this. They decided to hurt and kill people who had been doing nothing. It was time to stand up and fight back.

Andy looked around, assessing the current chaos around her. The girl with green hair had a sword, which was cool. There were seven of the purifiers left, and the cops were gone. That was good. Screw the police; they tended to take kids and put them back into places she hated being, like foster homes or special schools. And those were the nice ones. At least this meant she could focus on the Purifiers.

One of the mutants that had been sitting behind her had been shot in the throat. Andy couldn't help him. She had no first aid ability or way to fix it. Wishing didn't change anything, it wouldn't help the guy, but the next best thing would be taking out the guys who hurt him. Andy moved and punched one of the Purifiers, electricity crackling as she did. He dropped too. That was now four Purifier's she had taken down. They were dead, or their brains were rewired, and they would have a massive headache for the next week.

Andy turned and focused on the other guy. She swung a left hook, but it missed. Surprised, and a little miffed, Andy swung again, this time going for a right uppercut. He stepped back, and she missed again. "My father would have called you talented. I call you a dick. You choose to hurt people. You choose to be a dick." She, of course, didn't mean her biological father, she didn't remember him if she had ever met the man. She meant Jamie, sweet kind Jamie, who had taken in a street kid so she didn't freeze to death in the alley behind his shop.

Forgotten Space

Time: +3:45 hrs
Location: Space, a very far way from Earth

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@BlueSky44@Nallore@Morose@Framing A Moose

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Location: Atrium
Skill: N/A

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In the Atrium, Luke started exploring the room a bit closer now. It was a gorgeous place. Whoever had made the room had done so with care and consideration, they had wanted them to enjoy the room. He wasn't a psychologist from what he could tell about himself, but that seemed counter to the assumptions they were making. Why make a room that the group would enjoy but have threatening messages hidden around the place?

"Hey, Vinnie, this is going to be a weird question, but do you think we've met before. Your voice is familiar." The feeling of knowing her was intense; there was something about how her voice sounded when she yelled. "Honestly, has anyone else gotten the feeling you know each other? It has been bugging me."

"I agree. Vinnie's voice is familiar. We were talking about it earlier. The camera I found in her room felt familiar too. Like I had held it before, or seen it before." Tessa said with a shrug. She was leaning against a massive redwood tree. Her eyes were a bit puffy, and Luke felt like he had possibly missed her crying. What was it about redwood trees that made Tessa cry?

"Interestingly, Luke, it is you who sounds familiar." Kyle said. Luke tilted his head. He had seen Kyle before. He had this very vivid image of him climbing.

"Gonna be hard for us to figure out how we know each other if none of us remember our past." Noah interjected. "However, that is an interesting hypothesis. Think whoever collected us, got people who knew each other on purpose?"

"Huh, mind if I try? Before we try explosives. However, I do think if the food thing can provide the right stuff I could probably blow this up." Manny asked Zarina, holding out his hand for the screwdriver. "Scientists care to figure out how we are supposed to get out of here instead of chatting about how we do or don't know each other?"

"We are working on that, knowing why might give us an idea of where and how."

Zari handed over the screwdriver and Manny leaned in to try. He started turning left, and when that produced no results he leaned back. Luke could see the gears turning in the guy's head, then Manny leaned back forward and turned right. The bolt came undone easily.

"They reversed the thread. I've seen it before on stuff you don't want to be opened easily. Make a specialized tool and reverse the thread. It keeps people from getting it right away." Manny explained as he undid the rest of the bolts. The water flow increased with the removal of the grate.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Hidden Gem (Nallore, Morose, Kirah) Ω

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Niah Bautista

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Location: Junk Yard - Fargo, North Dakota
Skills: Roman Mythology

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"It is Tagalog, means shit." Niah shrugged. She looked around as the dust settled. "Way to make a girl feel useless." She grinned at the pair of them. "There aren't any others hiding inside, right?" She asked. Then lowered her sword, but kept it in her hand. She slipped into the junkyard building. Niah glanced around and sighed, relieved.

"Looks clear." She could never be certain, but she was willing to say it was clear enough to enter. "What do you think we should grab? Sell stuff to a pawn shop?" She half asked, half suggested. "If we find anything of worth."

Inside she headed to the register, but her attention landed on a set of armor. "Oh." She paused and stared at the armor, she thought for a moment and then double-checked. "I think this was the armor of Scipio Africanus."