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Gene Benaszewski & Nora Kingston
Location: Athribis - Underground
Skills: Pattern Analysis, Cryptography, Mathematics, Decipher hieroglyphics, Acute Observation , Counterfactual History
"Please do not repeat such behavior like that with me - and I do appreciate your apology," Nora told Mahendra simply. She wasn't very enthused about welcoming strangers into the group, given that they were all being connected by some sort of mystical force, but perhaps these individuals had ties to these strange happenings as well. She had been right in her belief that they would find something of relevance when they came here, despite the lack of apparent connection - perhaps these people would have some sort of clue that would be helpful too.
"Oh, so not only do you try to steal credit for her work, now you're volunteering me for the supposedly perilous task? Real gentleman you are. Do you hate women or is it just a strong dislike?" Gene asked Mahendra, baiting him slightly with her words. The revelation that they were here looking for whoever ran the dig site was amusing - Gene was fairly certain that J.C. had gotten rid of them, but she wasn't about to volunteer that information. It required explanations that would blow their minds and she didn't have the time to coddle them and hold their hand as they realized what a massive universe they lived in.
Nora had really found a way to exercise her unique gifts here. Despite the horrible circumstances, she wondered if perhaps this was something she could make a proper living out of, independent of her father and family. This was her purpose in life, she just knew it. She could not wait to tell Jo, Lady Munn, and Lauren once they were alone. She was leading them expertly through the labyrinth, going deep inside the ruins relatively quickly. She didn't make wrong turns and no further traps were triggered. Eventually, she came to a stop in front of a wall. "Belladonna should be on the other side - there must be some sort of mechanism to clear a path..." she murmured, thinking on it.
While not pathfinding, Gene managed to spot numerous images of cats on the walls. She spotted a familiar looking cat and smirked slightly, wondering just how the little orange bastard was doing. Of course, that was the only cat that stood out really to her - the rest of them looked the same. "So many cats..." she mused. She then caught the scent of smoke and frowned slightly. Maybe it was just coming from the torches they were using for light, but she wasn't so sure. "Oi, newcomers - do you see and or smell anything odd?" Gene then asked, looking rather serious for a moment.
Andromeda Aldrich
Location: Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt
Skills: N/A
Skills: N/A
In the back of her mind, Andromeda recalled a video she had stumbled across on YouTube once during college - it was either that or her roommate had showed it to her, she just couldn't recall which. Hopefully the song's warning applied to Dungeons and Dragons characters, not to their real life situation. Of course, she wasn't satisfied with Gilbert's answer. Giouse had said that Nancy would be able to see the haze as well and that was how she would know to come - so now, it was more and more apparent that these Emendators had no idea at all what they were doing. It was getting incredibly hard to swallow her pride and Gilbert's answer to her, with his smile? It didn't reassure her - if anything, it made her feel like anything they did would ultimately be screaming into the void. The experts in the field were acting like clueless baboons. Gilbert's art commentary was only furthering that opinion.
"Look, I normally would be all for this type of thing - but I don't think now is the time to be acting lighthearted and acting giddy," Andromeda told Gilbert, sounding a bit harsher than she had meant. "I mean, with all due respect," she hastily added. The world was ending, shouldn't the Emendators be taking this seriously, instead of looking like a kid in a candy shop? At the very least, Gil showing them how to open up the secret tunnel entrance was beneficial. However, she didn't like the idea that something could happen to him - would they be able to do this without the Emendators "Yeah, let's head back," she agreed, hearing chaotic noises coming from outside. This entire situation was horrible and for a proud, control freak type? It was going to drive her nuts.
Virginia Crypt
Location: Gretna Green - Church
Skills: Deduction
Virginia returned Millicent's embrace, holding her dear friend close. While Millicent was shaking and seemed frightened, Virginia was strong. These sort of circumstances - the dark, strange, and unusual - they were what her family thrived in. She was calm, cool, and collected despite the haze clouding her vision - and despite the tragic death of Ludwig, a kindred soul she never had the fortune to truly meet. She listened to Millicent's description of what had happened to Rutherford - it was quite odd. And had Millicent been in better shape, Virginia would have inquired as to where the man was - she would very much like to see a person with such a description. "That is rather interesting - I experienced some abnormalities on my travels here as well, you see... At one point, it was as if the earth bent and contracted, sending me a greater distance than should have been possible. Perhaps time contracted as well, I do not know."
"I believe that we are in the center of some storm, dear Millicent," she said gently. "If you wish, I can be your refuge and guardian," she then offered. She didn't want to presume that Millicent was incapable of protecting herself, but she seemed to be in a state that wasn't conducive to fighting at the moment. If Millicent needed to take shelter behind Virginia's blades, then that was fine. It was what friends were for, after all. She then caught the scent of fire in the air, but no smoke. That was odd. She glanced around but wasn't able to notice anything amiss. "How peculiar..." she murmured.
Maeve Brennan
Location: Gretna Green - Carriage -> Church
Skills: N/A
Maeve was rather curious about the coin that Colette produced - how was the golden coin going to signal the pirates that she was in need of aid? She supposed that there had to be something more to it, but unfortunately she didn't get a moment to inquire about it. People were running around like it was the end of the world, but one stuck out in particular. It was Lord Rutherford, the annoying man she had met before - just missing portions of his face. Had the haze not been impacting her, she would have found it funny - okay, she did find his disfigurement a little bit funny. And horrifying. But also - he deserved it. He was irritating.
"After yer," Maeve said, getting out of the carriage and beckoning for Colette to enter the Church first if she wanted to. In her opinion, most people that were in the upper class were horrible when it came to taking care of themselves - some of them didn't even bother with training when they could afford it. Sure, Colette struck her as stronger than most but still, letting her go into the house of refuge first was a good idea. Maeve didn't even care if the Church was Catholic or Protestant at the moment. Shelter in holy walls was a good idea and as she entered, it seemed they were in luck - she could see Millicent embracing a rather pale woman. "Look," she told Colette, pointing her towards Millicent. There was a slight fiery scent in the air as well.
Professor Walnut
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Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 3
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"Very well," Walnut replied. Before she could really ready herself, the bed bumped into her and she moved backwards quickly to get out of the way before she was crushed. She started moving her hands in the dark, trying to grab a cross section to pry off but instead, she ended up touching someone's leg. "Apologies," she said to the man in the darkness by the bed with her, as she pulled back and tried to find the bed in front of her again. Hopefully she wouldn't end up touching the man's leg again. She didn't want to give him ideas.
Cecily Ashworth
Location: The Asylum - Stairs
Skills: Cool Headedness, Constitution
Cecily was relieved to hear Riley's voice call back to her. It had been way too long since she had seen her roommate. The other female voice she assumed had to belong to Roy's partner, given that she had gone with Riley. "If you get to regenerate, hopefully Ms. Marvel isn't down there to fuck with me," Cecily commented, trying not to freak out too much. She bit her lip, watching the near tragic re-death of Alicia but luckily, she managed to get to safety without taking Riley down with her. A few tosses and daring jumps later, they were on the right side of the staircase and Cecily was starting to lose her cool. They were definitely pushing their luck here.
The animalistic rumbling made the hairs on her arms stand straight up. The haze was already worrisome - now, there was the scent of fire in the air and this noise. She didn't hear what Alicia whispered, but when Alicia shouted run Cecily wasn't going to stick around to argue. Whatever was going on inside of this asylum, she wanted no part of it. She tried to run, only to trip over her own feet and she fell face first into the stairs, her heart beating wildly and frantically as if it was trying to escape from her chest. The poor forensic tech was having a bit of a panic attack and every fiber of her being was screaming at her to run and get as much distance between herself and the asylum as possible.
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Outskirts of Birnin Zana - Wakanda: July 16th, 2021 - 3:20 A.M.
Speedsters never were known to do well with the cold. Their powers revolved around them accelerating their atoms at incredibly fast speeds, and given that these speeds are proportional to temperature, Cass' conjured winter slowed Luminous down tremendously. She had been running along the wall that separated Birnin Zana from the small group of rebels, but robbed of her speed, she slipped on the build up of ice. Falling from the wall, she hit the now frozen lake on the other side of the wall, cracking her head open as her blood spilled onto the ice. With the cold limiting her speed, her healing factor wasn't able to keep her alive despite the head injury and she died. Of course, only Roman would be able to see this, as he was interfacing with the security cameras - the others would just know they couldn't see the speedster running anymore.
The snow continued to pile up - ten inches quickly became a foot. If they didn't get out soon, they wouldn't need to worry about the chill settling into their bones and disrupting their bodily processes - they'd be buried alive. "...Well that honestly went a lot better then I had thought," the Invisible Woman commented, thinking along similar lines as Cass it seemed.
"Niah," Bonnie said gently, putting her hands on Niah's shoulders. "You're trapped in an illusion. I need you to listen to the sound of my voice and wake up," Bonnie urged. She hesitated for a moment, thinking on everything she knew about these sort of situations. She didn't like the conclusion she came to, but she wanted to help her friend - so she smacked Niah across the face. "Wake up!" she repeated, slapping her again. She then paused, hoping to see some sort of change in Niah's condition from the impromptu cognitive calibration. Hurting her wasn't ideal - it went against the hippocratic oath too - but if it could get her out of Luminous' illusion...
"Allow me, Dr. Chase," Strange said, moving his hands in complicated yet methodic motions. It took him a moment, but the haze then cleared from Niah's eyes and she was freed from the illusion.
"If you destroy the cameras, then Ultron's forces will be blind," Shuri reasoned. Ultron was all about technology. If they were able to get rid of the security cameras covering the city, it would create numerous blind spots. With Luminous down for the count, it was a pretty good chance that their presence in Birnin Zana had already been noted. There was no point in maintaining secrecy.
"We've got more hostiles incoming, don't think a little bit of cold is going to phase them though!" Susan Storm warned. There were roughly twenty Ultron bots that flew over the city wall, hovering in various positions to the west of the party. For a moment, it looked like Susan's powers had fooled the robots into thinking that no one was there - but then the robots opened fire. Strange and Susan tried their best to put up defense shielding, but they couldn't stop them all. Strange was hit in the stomach, Susan was grazed on her left cheek, Niah was hit in the thigh, and Cass was hit as well (but nothing really happened, thanks to her dermal armor).
Bonnie flinched slightly. She didn't know what to do here, but she knew to look to the leader. And as much as Strange wanted to think it was him, she knew who had the most experience here - Shuri, the Black Panther.
"Delta formation!" Shuri ordered, essentially wanting everyone to form a triangle. Heavy hitters in the front making the base, while the squishier members would be in the back, making the tip of the triangle. Strange, Shuri, and Susan moved towards the base of the triangle, while Bonnie headed towards the tip, knowing that while she had combat skills, she would better serve as a medic than a fighter.
Serval Industries - Virginia: July 15th, 2021 - 8:20 P.M.
Make sure to pay attention to where people are relative to you."I can try, no promises on succeeding with that, but I'll definitely make the attempt," Flynn told Tinley. He engulfed himself in flames with ease, the temperature in the small confined space rising. The Scarlet Witch paled slightly as she looked at the fire, backing away from him ever so slightly. Even monsters were afraid of something. He shot the flames straight up, managing to hit the sentinels. One of them exploded and caused the other to combust as well, with bits of metal raining down on those in the elevator.
"Nice aim, Fire Boy," Wanda muttered, clutching her side. Raynor had gotten hit as well but he didn't say anything as he stumbled backwards, colliding with the wall of the elevator and leaving a slight dent. The others had been fortunate, just getting a slight scratch from the debris at the very most. And thanks to Tinley, the elevator operated normally and opened up onto the Research and Development floor.
Directly in front of them, there was a little office area. To their right, a pair of double glass doors separated the lab equipment from this more open area. They could see Spider-Gwen shooting taser webs at what seemed to be a red and green android, while Captain Marvel attempted to get power dampening chains off of herself. "It's a trap!" she shouted, rising to her feet as the android picked up Spider-Gwen and tossed her into the glovebox like a rag doll.
"I - love - Star - Wars!" Spider-Gwen shouted, forcing herself back to her feet. Her entire body was trembling and she was bleeding from multiple wounds. She threw more web grenades at the android, but they passed through him like he was nothing, like he was just a ghost.
"Agent Abercrombie, I've been expecting you," the android greeted. "I am sorry, but I have to cut this short," he then said, looking at the young web crawling hero. The gem on his forehead was glowing as the Vision shot Spider-Gwen with a prolonged energy blast.
"NO!" Captain Marvel shouted, diving forward and tackling the android, only to pass through him as well. The Vision then dropped Spider-Gwen to the ground, her fingers twitching slightly. She was alive, but barely. Captain Marvel hit the chains repeatedly against the ground, managing to dismantle one of them but there were still more. This wouldn't keep her down though - she was Carol motherfucking Danvers, after all.
"How may I be of assistance?"
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