Arashi

((:atpats Pyrria:: Hope you feel better soon.))

Cortianna, after going back to her room for a shower and a change of clothes, had spent the remainder of the day on the roof doing her mental exorcises. Getting the call though the ears of the other inhabitants, the teenager jumped off the roof and floated down to the ground level. Her treanchcoat, grabed to ward off the coming chill of night, billowed around her legs and she entered. A sweep of the occupants with her pale eyes and she leaned against the wall.

Looking up from her book in the library, Stell finally noticed the time with an owlish blink. Marking her page, the peacebringer walked to the room, setting her glasses on as she entered.

Cortianna leaned against the wall after Engine's departure, rubbing her temple in hopes of clearing her headache some.

"Cortianna, send a pulse to scramble the frequencies. We need to get out now. I'm glad we ran that drill...everyone will know where to go."

She looked up as Rosie gave her instructions and nodded. "Understood." A deep breath later, the psionic was reaching into the minds of everyone once more as several switches in the command center moved unaided under long practiced telekinesis.

<All soldiers, frequency shifted to Mode Janus. As per the Commander, we are initiating Code Exodus.>

Floating behind the border collie, she continued to keep light touches on all remaining members of the cell.

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An ear flicked atop Tam's head as amber eyes opened with lazy confidence arching her back and yawning impressively, the beast-cat gave a look around the empty bay before catching a whiff of the food that had stired her from sleep.

Leaping off the crate, she bloted through the passageways to the command deck. Stalking next to Essex, she rumbled a soft greating to the girl as she nosed her disgarded bowl of noodles.

((Side note on LichLand Tam. Due to her mutation being magically exagerated, she looks more like a humanized Bengal Tiger and is a Super Strength / Regen Brute (or close enough anyways)))

"I'll back up Delph and the others if you don' mind." The blue, white and gold armored Reploid casually waved from her semi-slouched position. Arc Jump 3-E-B smiled faintly at the gatered heroes, her blue slash tattoo on her right cheek arching with it. "I'll take Smoky-P with me." She smirked at Hallucinagin.

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An odd feeling of chill creeped down Jon's spine as Afte-Image forced herself into semi corprality.

I can assit you in determining the status of Office Wincutt if you wish it. Rikti can not see me. A faint smirk crossed the ghosts face. Even if the did, what could they do, kill me? I will have your answer shortly.

"I don't sense any overt psychic abilties in the nerd, but there is something.. off about him. And not my 'off' either." Cortianna murmered floating next to Experiment. Pale eyes skipped over to the armored hero and the teenaged girl frowned slightly before skimming back into the house.

Shortly, Experiment would smell the hairs on the back of his neck being burned.

Cortianna blinked and shook her head as the psionic countermeasure went into place. As her grip on the machine faltered, she picked up everything in the office that wasn't nailed down (and a few that were) and began to pelt the Engine with them as fast as her mind could make them go.

Adding to her volley, she began to cast fire at the blocky head of the robot, all the while ignoring the blood that had begun to flow from her nose.

After having delievered her warning to Acid, Tam lost all interest in the group and found an oddly warm crate to curl up on and proceeded to take a nice catnap. Her ears flickered at the yells and one eye opened lazily to give them all a once over accompanied by a half-hearted rumble.

"Posing and postering aside wake me when ever we decided on something to do that either involves eating or killing then eating."

"Bah, comunisim did nyet fail. Was fault of decident officials who were more like American politaians then true socialists they were claimink to be." Rad Spike ticked off each of Jon's points in reverse order.

"Am nyet tellink you how to raise boy, just informink you of facts you are nyet listenink too. Boy is workink for greater good of people. Would be proud to call him comrade. Finally, would like to be seeink you speak Russian half as good. Wait, nyet, would not want to after all."

After-Image drifted through the wall from the sealed Rikti chamber.

Bad mist has faded. Altered have all departed. Much problems above, suggest we render aid to citizens above.

Now it is... Cortianna felt the triggers she had helped place in Rosie's mind slip, and used the psychic momentum to flip several of her own that she had placed with Rosie's help in turn.

The air rippled around her with the sudden unleashed force of her mind, particals around her spontaniously combusting and burning out rapidly.

"That it machine. You are scrap." Cortianna smiled.

A telekinetic wave grabbed Engine with more then twice the force she had used before, locking the machine in place to allow Rosie to 'go to town' as she had once said.

((Domination ftw. ))

"As both... men arrived to him, am nyet thinkink you are to be blamink son for them." Svetlana hissed to Jon as the Russian scientist walked forward, "Am also nyet thinkink is time. Rikti devise can nyet be good for weak capitalists above."

Tam growled and shifted back to all fours with a glare at Acid.

"I don't care if you wanna take on the pearly gates I'm more then up for a tussle but if you ever ever interrupt a fight a fight again I'll rip your face off and feed it back to you."

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The cell has been surrouunded Rosie, Cortianna sent to her commander. There have been casualties.

Skimming close to Engine, she grabbed the machine's back and shot its surface tempuratature up 600 degrees. It shrugged off her telekinesis and was esentally immune to her psi power, she'd like to see it shrug off the laws of pyhsics.

The soldiers rifle went off, the round tearing threw Tam in a violently messy burst that arched the cat beasts back and stilled her for a second. Then her eyes opened back up, an unholy green fire fickering within made all the more terrifiying with the low growl the accompanied it. Though neither could see, the hole in the girl closed at a visible pace.

Tam reached her hand back and shot it forward, the soldier had time enough to see the strange shimmering energy around it and think what he assumed was going to be his last thought.

This is gunna hurt...

Then she was gone.

Inside Drop Bay 2, Tam appeared and her strike connected with the floor.

CLANG!

Tam growled low, seeing her strike had been wasted on denting a metal floor and not shattering the man's skull.

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Midas looked to the Stone, afraid. "Maybe I should...." he muttered.

"Then perhaps I could have the power to protect you." he said to Essex.

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"Grrrrron't be an idiot." Tam told Midas. "If you do that then it won't be you protecting her now would it and the arrogant blowhard in the rock has already shown he dosen't care about Essie so he won't do it so you basically kill yourself for nothing!"

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"Halt in the name of the great and powerful Overmagus!"

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Keegan's flash of light preceeded a loud roar as Tam surged for the first soldier, her system shrugging off the light. Claws extended, she crashed into the first soldier.

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Seeing the dagger, Cortianna broght her arm up, flinching as the blade sunk into her limb. It was painful, but far from fatal. She lashed out with her mind, attempting to hold the Engine's limbs in place with her telekinesis.

Cortianna's eyes narrowed as she felt the psionic waves coverge. Dropping Combat Toy from her own telekinetic grasp, she wrapped her egg in a field of energy while flinging a bolt of fire at Kefetasura.

"Get one from the others freak job."

Tam rumbled low in her throat at Keegan. Looking for almost like she was contemplating a quick snack before Essex healed him up. Her head jerked toward Experiment when he mentioned her name.

"Yes I am Tamera but I'm also Tam Khat even though I never was but can recall being so and damnit this is giving me a headache again can we just do something else aside from talk?""

Cortianna grunted slightly as she lashed at Combat Toy with a pulsing wave of telekinesis.

Stell looked crossways at Moonscribe question and Pyro's mocking reply.

"Yeah, actually, I would." Her eye's flared brightly. A flare that increased rapidly until a blinding light pulsed around her. As the light faded, the Kheldian shot into the air.

Tam broke her glare and turned to Acid, her face flickering briefly into confusion before nodding.

"Yes I am or at least was Tam Tam Khat a hero of Paragon but that's not possible but I think I remember it..." Shaking her head, sending her mane slashing through the air, Tam padded over to Essex and curled up, protectivly, behind her, looking at Acid, John and the others in faint distrust.

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Dispite the clear order, Corti decided to go one step farther.

<Attention Sector Lambda! Intruder alert! Code Tessaract is in effect! I repeat. Code Tessaract is in effect!>

The telepathic cry shot through everyone's mind at once with searing intensity. The norms would have on heck of a headache in an hour, but that wasn't her concern.

"Geh!" A reflexive barrior snapped into place around the Peacebringer. Thou saving her clothes and hair from the egg, it didn't do a thing about her hand which was now dripping.

"Ewww..." Flicking her hand, Stell flew back to the table. "Still, easy enough to fix at this stage." Picking up a towel to wipe her hand on, she then lifted the egg marked 14 from the carton.

Things exploding made for a much more interesting sceen then listining to boring people talk, as such Cortianna was awake now and giggilling at Essex.

(( >.< Ok, my post has been eaten by the boards twice now... third time's the charm?))

Tam's growl turned into an outright snarl, fangs barred as she met John's eyes with the perceived challenge as her fur puffed up. She was only pherifirally aware of the second teleport to Philas' hideout, comsumed as she was with her staring contest with John.

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The cefetiria of the resistance cell was cramped and sparsely stocked. Non-the-less, the teenage girl hummed to herself as she prepaired a meal for her commander. Cutting up the, admitidly pathetic, vegitibales while seasoning the steak and setting the tray with her telekinesis, Cortianna kept a light touch on all the minds within the base.

As usual, she ignored the distrust or distane the others viewed her with, she wasn't fighting for to free the world from the Overmagus or to keep the Orenbagains from finishing what he started, she wasn't even fighting for a vague concept like freedom. The sole reason she was fighting was because Rosiland was.

Walking down the hallway with Rosie's meal floating behind her, Cort caught Rosie's cry, even if the intercom had been disabled.

Security breach!!

Dropping the tray, the pyrokinetic flew the rest of the way, wreching the door out of it's frame and throwing it at Ivory Engine's back, after a dip into Rosie's mind gave her the machine's position in her office.

"Get away from her you B-movie regect!"

The problem with Khelds is it's very nearly impossible to pigeon hole them. Two, equal level Peacebringers could be built completely different. Team composition can chage how they opperate as well.

About the best rule of tumb for khelds is they can sub/support the other ATs.

PB's are Blaster/Tanker/Scrappers and can (maybe) act as a backup healer with some light crowd control.

WS's are Blaster/Tanker/Controller.

Cortianna grunted and drank more of her coffee, her egg floating serenly at her left side.

Stell blinked at the detonated egg and looked wairilly at her own before shrugging. "Well... this'll be interesting."

Tam blinked at John. Her growl deepend for a second before she pointed behind him.

"Essex is there you scatterbrained gadgetering pyrotechninc as for what's wrong with me try being possessed by a demon for a few years then come talk to me about personality quarks."

"I just want to know... Why does this always happen to me?"

Tam stayed crouched, her growl seemingly showing no sign of even stopping. Even as John's words trickled through her mind.

"Exx.. ::growl::... Experrrrrriment." She said around her growl, not even really sure why. He, like the girl below, was impossibly familiar.

A birthday party... the same one? Or another?

A PDA... jealously guarded...

((psst... Essex. Experiment/Pyro got egg 9.

Really hate to see you leave Term. I'm... kinda... sure we can like... slow down... somewhat... ... ... >.> <.< ))

Tam looked over at John, the other man not apparently seeing her ten feet away. Slinking backwards, she cruched low on all fours and growled at him.

Cortianna blinked dully at Lyden a moment before pooring herself another cup of coffee, refilling Lily's cup before the thought had even formed in the other girl's mind.

Fresh cup in hand, the pyrokinetic walked by the table and down toward the beach, on the table, the egg marked 10 wobbled and lifted off after the teen.

Stell, having just grabbed some fruit, listened to Lyden's instructions and nodded. When there was an opening at the table, she walked over and picked up egg 18 before going lifting into the air and flying down to the beach.