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"So the hulk of junk and metal was the jet? Alright then. I'll get you a ride." Richardson said, picking his cell phone and starting to dial in something. "After all, I'm mainly here because of information anyway, information that I'm giving to you. Your groups B.O.O. is changed. I first thought the jet would do it, but it seems that we need you a secondary transport. As second in charge, you'll gather the group, get the ones who need medical attention to ambulance, and the rest in here. You ride should be here in... seven minutes." he said, giving John a card before turning around, walking back to his car.

"Oh, and Steampunk... write a report of this mission in next 24 hours, send it to the address on the card. Since you're in charge now, I hope for your sake that you manage to keep your cool at least within the group." he continued, before just walking back to his vehicle in breeze pace.

"Yeah... maybe wasn't too wise to-" Krait started, before hearing the part Richardson had half shouted from further distance to John... seemed like they had new guy in charge. Of course no-one else was asked. "Great... seems like we're just tossed from one pair of hands to another. I hope he at least has some other skills than superpowers." Krait said bit silent just between her and Roxy before standing up and walking towards John. "So, what's the deal?" Krait asked bluntly.
Richardson lifted his other eyebrow slightly. "Yes? I assume you're in middle of that sentence." he then said like waiting John to continue.

Krait didn't want to interfere in the rather intense conversation, deciding to walk next to Roxy, who was sitting on a pile of rubble. She didn't fing herself any proper place to seat, so she just sat on the ground, crossing her legs as she really was in need to get some fresh air from this smell of burning buildings and furniture. "...I hope Steam knows what he's doing." Krait said to Roxy, taking a quick look at Hikari next to the ambulance few feet away, covering her wound. "Sucks to not have healing powers." she then added with slight chuckle, rubbing the back of her head.
"You point your finger few chairs higher than mine." Richardson answered. "Nevertheless, you still won't be speaking to me like that. I was merely assigned to bring some information, take a quick look on how you manage to deal with things on yourself, and in case you need more supervision than right now. It seems that everything didn't go according to the plan." he then said, looking at hellhound again.

"He's alive? More importantly, are you all alive? Seems like your group is missing a few." he then asked from John, assuming he was second in charge since he was the one speaking.
"The jets out of use... that thing barely was controllable BEFORE it crashed." Krait muttered, turning slightly away from Sparkplug as she asked not to watch, having already a feeling what she was attempting. "...This certainly didn't go... smoothly? I guess that's a bit of an understatement." she then said, lifting her head up and looking at Roxy. "Let the kid go for it... as long as he keeps entertaining the press, we can focus to something actually important".

As the firetrucks came around, the men were amazed mostly of what kind of damage was done, yet they were too late in more of a good sense, as once they would be in position they would merely assist Sparkplug in her own task. Many lives had been saved, but also many unnecessary risks had been made. The police was the next to arrive, along with a single car. However, the man who got out of the car seemed to be the only one who actually was expecting a group of superhumans on their teens being around instead of surprised by it. One of the cops tried to stop him as he was walking at the way of the group, but the man merely showed off his badge, being allowed to continue.

"Agent Richardson, S.E.E.R. observation department. Who's in charge of your group?" the man started, keeping his badge open for a second before putting it in his chest pocket. He had rather calm and neutral tone even after taking a few second look at the mutilated Hellhound on the ground.

"uh... he's out of it... sir." Krait said unsure, hinting Nic laying on the ground. "We were hoping a lift ou-".

"So who's the second in charge?" the man then asked, making Krait choke on her words, as she swallowed... she had no idea of what to answer, looking around for a second if anyone wanted to speak instead.
Well, not so, as in I would of preferred slight patience just a littlebit more to get one more post from Banda before the situation would be resolved... however, seems like the jobs done and we're chasing phase after all.
Susanne's pupils turned at Reggie with unamused look on her face, when she noticed what he was observing. "Mhm..." she said with annoyed tone to the quick attempt to get going from him. Hopping out of the car, she slammed the door shut, looking Reggie already going for the window. "You've been doing this before haven't you?" Susanne half shouted at him, chuckling a little as she was about to follow him when she heard a thud and a yelp behind her. Looking to the street, she could see younger kid laying on the pavement.

"Hey! Shouldn't you be somewhere more secure?" Susanne asked from the kid from the distance. "It sure is dangerous for a brat of your age be walking on the streets alone." she started, before looking over her shoulder at Reggie with a smirk on her face. That smirk meant nothing good for anyone.
*stretches arms* good morning aand... well, so much for-

Tarantulass said
Then we hold onto Littleredpandas reply to that.


...People have been really itching on getting back to this huh?
The first crack of Hellhounds head to the pavement muffled down the most vocal words, the second one making him quiet down, the third one turning his body limp. He was barely anything more than a ragdoll as Leather hide kept beating on the body along with the support of others who seemed it fit. He was knocked out and wasn't going to wake up from such shock to his brain anytime soon. The fires were still going on parts of the block, though the closing sirens of firetrucks told that Delta squad wasn't on their own for this task anymore.

As Krait heard the sparkling fires dying down along with the empty threats of the madman they were dealing with, she slowly lifted her head up to see the situation. Swallowing as she was looking the gruesome results of releasing Leather hide on him, she wasn't sure did she even dare to ask him to stop. However, looking further around she noticed Nics body laying on the rubble next to the scene, taking few good leaps to reach at him. "We got man down." Krait said, trying to check if this non human had any signs of him still being alive. "Is everyone else okay? More importantly, anyone knows alien medicine?".
Alright, so the plan is following: I'll be posting Hellhounds reaction of what has just happened. Then we hold onto Littleredpandas reply to that. The situation is slowly starting to clear up and once we're out of the fire sort of speak, the pacing of the posts will be more free. We move to the beachhouse base and so forth with some time to be casually, just do our thing. That means that there won't be strict order of posting from the point stated before until to the point next mission starts, as long as it is kept within reason. There is also no threat of being lost during that time, as the time is based solely on character development, and not much as story progression.

Most eager of you can even deal with 'private discussions' within PM's, if you want to have some secret stuff that others shouldn't be aware about. However, those should be directed on their entirety to the actual author of this RP, GoblinKing. I will be taking the roles of Hellhound, Oracle and the required NPC authority to keep this rolling until my time as co-GM is up. You are all free to deliver any form of NPC's of your own. However, if these are going to be major (as in 'main villain' type), or you have any other plans that need immediate response, you can get them to me and I'll see if that is the right course to take on.

*Straightens her tie* this doesn't feel as difficult as I thought after all. Maybe I should even consider doing RP of my own... huh.
Hellhound was far from the type that would give up. "You might get me, but this is not done! Your predecessors failed, and you will fail too!" he shouted, trying every last fiber of his strength to create fire with himself. The sparks of flames that flew from him were unstable and not aimed, him almost turning into a living firework that was launched towards the ground instead of the sky.

The flaming spikes coming off of him managed to hit on Nic and his armor, the overheating system already bringing his body on It's edges as he fell down on the ground, the edges of the armor smoking as Krait herself barely managed to duck to the ground to dodge one of the sparkles coming her way. "Knock the guy out for crying out loud!" Krait tried to shout from the rubble she had dropped herself into.
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