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Working on something. Got alittle sidetracked, but I'm going to try to get it posted tonight
Gonna start working on something tomorrow
Heitsche said
Just making a notice of my interest. Should have a character up by this evening.


Looking forward to seeing what you've come up with.

I probably won't be able to get a post up until tomorrow. Working late again tonight.
I just worked from 9am to 12:30 am....(no, that's not a typo...) so no post from me tonight.
Khrism said
Deeply sorry about the lack of an IC post from Icarus - work kicked in the next stage of my training so I've been home almost not at all the last week. Tomorrow should be my last day of training, though, so look for my post come Sunday or Monday.

no worries, real life comes first


After Kyle’s shift at Brewed Awakenings mercifully came to an end, he had immediately made the trek across the city to Harry’s garage. Once he was there, he prepared for that evening’s patrol. As he was going through his various gadgets and supplies that he may need for the night’s activities, he told Harry about the reports of missing children in the area in recent days.

As Kyle was getting ready to return to the city, Harry had done some quick research, and found that what Kyle had heard was true. Over the last eight nights, 6 children between the ages of 10 and 17 had gone missing from their bedrooms while their parents had been sleeping. At first glance, the children had nothing in common. They came from a wide range of socioeconomic backgrounds, ethnicities, and family backgrounds. They also lived in all different area of Lost Haven. In fact, the only thing that the children seemed to have in common was the fact that each had seemingly vanished without a trace from their bedrooms in the late night hours. Harry had vowed to look further into the disappearances and give Kyle any new information he could find.

Once he had left The Garage, the night proved to be rather uneventful. Lyger had preventing a mugging just outside of the French Quarter, but other than that it proved to be extremely quiet. Lyger had decided to take one last sweep of the city before returning to Brooksdale, where he would check in again with Harry before calling it a night.

He left the rooftop which he had been perched atop of, and returned to the black supercar which he had dubbed Kaiju, which he had hidden in a nearby ally. With the area still quiet, he climbed into the car and set a course for Little Ulster, which had recently undergone a strange transformation. The run down section of the city which saw some of the worst crime rates in the city had been miraculously rejuvenated by a supposedly benevolent being. As a result, the crime rate in the area had dipped dramatically; however, crime in the neighborhood hadn’t been eradicated completely.

It wasn’t long before he saw something that caught his attention. Several blocks away from Lost Haven University’s main campus he came across what looked to be a car wreck of some sort. He could see that the hood of the lone vehicle looked to have been torn off and smoke poured from a small flame that had been ignited in the engine. As he approached, he could see a young woman, not much older than him who appeared to be talking to a man near the vehicle. However, as he got closer and was able to get a better look, he saw the fear in her eyes. He also saw another man laying on the ground not far from the car, his head appeared to be twisted around at an impossible angle.

Lyger sped Kaiju up as he bore down on the young woman and her tormentor, then brought the car to a screeching halt as he emerged from the vehicle to find out just what was going on.

“Step away from the girl.” Lyger growled at the man, who turned nonchalantly to face him.

“Wait your turn. Let us just finish with her, then we’ll get to you.” The man said in an eerily calm voice, before turning his back on him and taking another step toward the girl.

The young woman shrieked in fear as the man stepped closer to her. She began crying and carrying on about how he had torn her boyfriend from their car. Frantically, she called to her boyfriend, begging him to get up. However, Lyger didn’t need to examine the young man to know that he wouldn’t be able to do anything…ever again.

“I said, step away from the girl.” Lyger said as he bounded toward the man, grabbing him by the arm and spinning him around to face him.

That was when Lyger knew that something wasn’t right with this man. A smile crossed the man’s face, the goatee that adorned his face rose up on one side as the man sneered at him. However, it was the man’s eyes that caught his attention, unnerving him. The man’s eyes were completely black. There were no irises, no sclera, just what looked in the dark to be obsidian voids.

“And we said, wait your turn.” The man calmly said as he hit Lyger with a backhand that sent him crashing hard through the bulletproof windshield of Kaiju.

Before Lyger was able to move, the black eyed man was standing over him, pulling him up from the shattered windshield. The man had a tight grip on Lyger’s throat, and casually tossed him aside, sending him crashing hard to the pavement. Though he struggled to get to his feet and fight back, the black eyed man again stood before him, hitting him with a hard right hand, then grabbing the black clad hero by the throat and slamming him to the pavement.

“We hate interruptions.” The black eyed man said. “So we’ll just deal with you, then we’ll finish our business with the girl.” He finished as he placed his foot across Lyger’s throat and began to press down with all of his weight, even as Lyger struggled to keep the man from crushing his windpipe.
post is up
Eddie Brock said
"Brewed Awakenings"? Is it wrong that I'm already looking forward to the inevitable Lyger/Mantis team-up?In any case, I might start tinkering with my next post tonight. Don't know how much longer I'll be able to cognitively function, though. Didn't get an overabundance of sleep last night.


lol, glad you like the name. And yeah, I'm looking forward to the team up as well. It'll be a blast
So post is up. I was going to add a bit to the end of it, dealing a bit with RenCo, but I decided to hold off...maybe give that bit it's own post. I'm planning on doing something more tomorrow after work as well.


“Kyle, is that turkey club with extra mayo, extra bacon ready or what?” Sarah Rose called from the counter.

“Yeah, bringing it up now.” Kyle called back, somewhat annoyed with his co-worker.

The day at Brewed Awakenings had been going pretty well, until Sarah had decided to extend her break by twenty minutes, causing a backlog of customers at one of the busiest parts of the day. Kyle had done what he could to keep up with the ever growing line of customers, however, he was finally overcome by the crowd. Normally, it wouldn’t have been a problem, however, on this day, Grace had called in sick, and being by himself for such an extended period of time, he just was no longer able to keep up.

Kyle brought the sandwich in question to the front counter and immediately went back to begin one of the many coffee orders that he still has to complete.

“When you finish taking those orders, I could use a hand.” Kyle called up to Sarah, who nodded back noncommittally.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity Sarah joined him in the back and together they finished the orders, getting them to their anxious customers as quickly as possible. Though he was annoyed with her for causing the backup at the counter, she had a way about her that prevented him from staying angry with her for very long.

She was a year or so younger than him and had a carefree air about her that made working with her entertaining, at the very least. However, she did have the tendency to occasionally shirk her responsibilities, leaving whoever she was working with to face the wrath of off put customers on their own. This tended to cause her to incur the wrath of her coworkers, at least until she came back and flashed her warm smile, and all was forgiven…at least most of the time.

Finally, with the customers taken care of and business beginning to slow, Kyle went into the drawer beneath the cash register and took out the remote control for the TV, which was surprisingly left off when Sarah opened the café in the morning. All of the employees enjoyed leaving the TV on as it generally kept the customers quiet and helped the day go by slightly faster. As the screen came to life, the local noon news broadcast filled the café, which was normal for this time of the day. The owner of Brewed Awakenings, a 30 something Korean woman named Grace liked to have the news on for the customers to keep up to date on the daily goings on in Lost Haven.

“….went missing from her home late last night. The 17 year old…” Kyle caught the news anchor saying as the TV came to life.

“Oh geez…another one.” Sarah said as she heard the report.

“What do you mean?” Kyle asked.
“I think she’s like, the fourth or fifth one this month.” Sarah explained.

“Fourth or fifth?” Kyle said, unable to believe what he was hearing.

“Yeah. From what I understand they’re all different ages and don’t really have anything in common, except that they go missing from their bedrooms late at night.” She explained, before adding, “Pretty weird, right?”

“Yeah, pretty weird.” Kyle said, intentionally sounding disinterested in the events. However, he knew that when he was done with his shift at the café he was going to have Harry look into the disappearances. He didn’t know who was taking these kids, or why, but he knew that he was going to put a stop to it.
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