Hermod

"No thanks." Alan was extermly tolerante of what people chose to do*. Mostly because he could care less. "I be delighted to give you the grand tour of Eastgate, but I'm going to tell Buck when to be there." With that he went back to the range. Well I guess it isn't all glory and freedom for royalty. He thought on the way there.
He noticed someone new, he quickly found Buck, which wasn't very hard. "Buck well be meeting in Eastgate in an hour." And with out waiting for a reply he went over to the new guy.
"Hey, I'm Mended Ribs or Alan if you prefer. Who are you?" He asked the glowing cadet.

*Unless your a gang member, don't belive in taking gang members off the street orcall him insane.

(OOC Note: He missed the part where Lord Raymond explianed his orign.)

"Uh, is training over for the day? If so, sure, I just need to grab my costume and we could out to Eastgate." Alan said excitedly. He hadn't done anything last night, they had decided to keep watch. He started to go get his costume when he relised what Sartian had said. "Street Sweeping?" It sounded like he was unfamiliar with the term. "You don't like taking gang members off the street?" His smile never faultered, but the tone of his voice was something similar to someone saying blasphemy. "Well, with Eastgate you can never tell. I'm sure the Hollow's Task Force could use some help or something." Alan's plans for the day were pretty much in shambles, he just want to take down some Trolls and Outcast. Well it's not like I won't get to. He perked up "You take your, um, meds and , how long was it, an hour, yeah. Alright well met a the gate then. Good with you?"

All Alan saw was Sartain start trembling and then calmy talk to Buck and away. He wasn't going to give up. Alan caught up with her, he decided to skip over the obvious question, she didn't seem to like people looking after her or something like that. "Hey, Sartain, wait up. Hey, I just wanted to ask if your not doing anything after training if you like to go to East Gate. I know of a few good spots there and a few people who can be very helpful." Alan's perment smile might be hopeful. "The Four Seasons are always good, or we could check out the Gluch if you want something harder."

Alan watched the display of what can only be called a shot in the arm for the ammuntion industry. His smile never disappered, but he wondered if bringing Buck to East Gate was a good idea, he was trying to stop the Trolls not help them. It was like a block of metal with slots in it, And I'M insane. Besides that he hated the range, he couldn't realy hit anything unless he used negitive enery and he didn't like to use it.
Still he selected one with tragets for negitive energy uses. It was a car battery hooked up to a light bulb. The point was negitive energy would rob the battery of it's power and the light would go off. Taking a charge out of a battery was enough to stop anything human.
"Hey Sartain, you busy after practices to day?" In his usally cheery tone. He turned and pointed a finger at the battery. He released some of the stored up torrent of negitive energy and focused it out of his finger. A blob of frozen darkness hit the battery and the light dead. Two for East Gate so far, a few more and maybe we could acctualy do some good. He turned back, his smile covered his face.

(OOC Note: The kind of negitive energy he use is like the anti-matter of energies. I'm not trying to make it set standard in anyway, and if anyone else has a different explaination for thier negitive energy powers, just wanted to makethat clear.
On a side note he has Dark Master, but he uses the powers sparingly, with the exception of peterfing gaze. He has no real reason not to use them, but he choses not to.)

Alan smile increased, Yes, I can leave the grounds. He looked at Lord Raymond and Dark Seiryu, never one to judge "You two interested in going to East Gate after Practices?" He was planning the route mentaly already. Then he realised he hadn't seen Dark Seiryu before and decided to introduce himself. "Hello, I haven't seen you around before, I'm Mended Ribs or Alan if you like, you are?" He asked cheerfully.

(OOC Note: Alan isn't allowed to leave unescorted because of his questionable mental state. That doesn't mean he won't though, very little can keep him away from the gangs of Paragon City.)

As they got up to go to munitions training he decided it was a good time to ask his fellow heroes "Any of you interested in going to East Gate after we're trough training for the day." He asked hopefully. Alan had an obsession for fighting gangs. In Corpral Punishments report on him, skipping over the part with the displineary problems, he had marked him as 'Most likely to replace Backalley Brawler'.

(OOC Note: Unrelated for Manofmanychars, way to late to tell me that. )

Ignorant of the scientific community Alan didn't fallow and as blunt and honest as ever "Sounds like a name from a cheese sci-fi movie." There was no sarcasm in his voice and apperantly unphased by Captains style of anouncement. He picked up an orange and with his index finger claw cut it and peeled the skin off. He ate a few peices "So..." looked around the table "Tenma, why did you come to the academy?"

Alan considered fallowing Raymond, but he decided to go back to the table with Buck and the rest. He was sure the guy who had...he wasn't sure what he had done to himself, but anyone that could get themselves covered with soot had to be worth a laugh. He walked back over and placed his tray down and smiled. Maybe afterward I can get one of them interested into going to East Gate with me.

Alan's smile became smaller as Sartain left. He aways smiled, noone know why and it tended to creep people out. He turned to Lord Raymond "Sorry again about the cut Raymond." His smile became alittle bigger. It was another reason the FBSPA thought he was insane, they said it was some sort of a mental defense, and they think I'm crazy.

Alan had had a good laugh at the soot covered hero and just realised that he still had a barrier of light and heat sucking energy around him. He quickly closed off the flow of the power and light and heat filled the vacant space. He wondered why Buck had skipped over him. It passed, he looked at the demon, he had never seen a demon till today, he was ussaly fighting gangs. But he was more interested in the gaint women who had just entered. Never one to let common sense get in the way, he decided to go talk to her. He smiled, excused himself from the table with disturbing polietness, picked up his tray and walked over to her table and with out asking set his tray down.
"Hi, I'm Mended Ribs, but you can call me Alan if you like." He took a seat across from her.

(OOC Note: Unrealated to anything going on. You got that right, RE4 is the best. I just got through the first part of the castle and it just is so fun. The combat commands like kick is just so worth it. )

Trevor mind ran the situation through faster than most people could. It didn't look faulty, there was a decent plan, "allies" and a chance to save Alice. It sounded to good to be true. He only had one question, "Contaminant, why would the Countess black mail us with her only once?"

"Yes." Alan started to raise his hand to shake Buck's and then thought better of it. "Nice to meet you Buck, I'm Mended Ribs or Alan if you like. Uh sorry about laughing at you, I got abit of a morbid sense of humor." He briefly wondered why the grenade had been luanched. "My orgins, well it's a long story, but," Alan looked for Corporal Pain. "If I keep it breif we might have time. I inherited my powers from my dad, he was a Skull named Broken Ribs, hence my name. He [censored] my mother and died before I was born."
"My powers first surfaced when I was 12, I started channeling Negitive Energy. My mother abonded me after that and I was adopted by this nice family in East Gate...er the Hallows now. Anyway, it was 3 days before the Ritki war and I lost control oof my powers and it, well it maleformed my fingers into claws, and I almost killed my adopted father. I..um, I try to comit sucide that day, I thought I was dangerous and, well I lost my left eye."
"The FBSPA (Federal Bureau of Super Powered Affairs) Came to take me away. When the Ritki War started I managed to slip away. Then this guy called Psyosis approches me. He was sent to find me a check my psychological condition. They thought I was insane when they took me away, you with me, okay. So Psyosis says I'm fine and leaves to tell the FBSPA to leave me alone. He told them where I was hiding out and they took me into custidy again. They didn't have the resources to keep tabs on me so they dumped me here." Alan stopped and thought about it for a moment. "Took a lot longer than I thought. Sorry about that, you Raymond?"

Trevor carefully put down the emerald, he was still arguing with himself if he should keep it. Half of him said it was important and the other half didn't need to say anything he had seen what had almost happpened. He looked a Disco and piece together what he was saying. "I don't think she is alive Disco, we haven't been black mailed about her since." Trevor said gloomily. But if she is alive, hero or no hero...well he only be doing recon, if he didn't get to involved we could handle it. I've gotten stronger since then. He rallied behind a voice that sound more fit for an office. "Alright Disco, you can ask your 'friend' to look into Alcie, but tell him to not to try and do any 'heroics'. If he does find her, if he finds anything about her, tell me." Trvor ended on a low note, why couldn't the universe respect his hate of heroes and keep them out of it. Trevor didn't care for gods, but Trevor did belive in karma and he had an idea that it was paying him back with high interest.

Ghost was finding it hard to kill someone who wouldn't let him aim and wasn't afriad of his guns. It was also difficult when Will refused to acknowledge he was wounded. Even moveing as fast as he could he found it difficult to dodgw when the man seemed to predict his moves. He was staying out of harms way, but he knew that he had to be lucky every time and Will only had to be lucky once.
From Will's prespective nothing else existed except Ghost Sentry, his fists, and the feeling he got when they conected. A shot wizzed past his ear, Will throw a punch that just went far of where Ghost was going to be. Ghost thrusted his pistol at Will's chest, but will caught the gun and lifted it up till the gun was pulled from ghosts hand and throwen behind him. Will tryed to take advantage of the moment, but Ghost had slipped back out of range and was forming a new battle plan of attack.

Alan walked over to the new guy. "Hi there, Raymond was it, I'm Mended Ribs, but you can call me Alan if you prefer." He shook Raymands hand, or atleast started to when Raymond pulled his hand back and looked at a cut on his wrist. Alan looked embaressed "Sorry about that, I forget sometimes." The one eyed hero held out his hand, if one looked his finger tips they were roughly in the shape of claws. "I got these two years ago, just befor the Ritki war. I've gotten pretty good at useing them with out hurting anyone, but they've become so second nature that I forget about them." Alan smiled "So British Royalty, must be a pretty sweet deal." Alan had completely missed the second part of the what Lord Raymond had said.

Trevor looked at the emerald on the table in front of him. He wished what he said felt wrong and he wasn't excatly happy that Kuro had hoped for that answer. He picked up the gem and examined it in his hand, trying to think about something else, nothing doing. Will got up and left, it was probly a good idea to let him decompress for a while.
Trevor turned the gem around and looked at Disco who looked confused. "It happened after we defected, the day we defected from Crey. We both worked there, I was in management...sorta and Will worked for Crey security. He was sent after me after I found out about the Protector project." Trevor let out a single dark laugh "This would never have happened if the countess hadn't been touring the facility."
"I managed to convince Will that he was working for the wrong people. We only had to make it to his apartment to stop it from happening. You see Will had a daughter..." Trevor sighed "his wife had died after birth, rare but that still happens. When we got to his apartment Alice was gone and we found a note from Crey. Me in exchange for her. We decided to get a hero to help us, his name was Twilight Hound. He was an expert in stealth and promised her safe return. He failed. She was only 12 and now...it was my fault realy, if I hadn't of included him...But it wouldn't be right, would it." Trevor stare was fixed on the gem, some of his mind tryed to figure out if it was afocusing device or something more.

Will turned down a random hall, his mind to busy to care. Someone else was heading towards him. The man was wearing a mask and not an inch of fleash showed on him, but Will's brain was somewhere else and decided that it was Kikre and missed what he said.
"Are you sure, he doesn't look like a Ritki or a lost...But he looks human...Are you saying...You TRAITOR!" Ghost's hand frabbed a pistol and drew it at an imposible speed. The shot buried itself in Will's arm. Will didn't look anger as his punch sent Ghost back four feet, he just looked very intent.

(OOC Notes: Trevor of course doesn't know that Disco knows about his employment.)

Alan Michov was unfortunatly the kind that would laugh at someone elses misfortune. This didn't pass well with Corpral Pain "YOU THINK THATS FUNNY YOU PILE OF CRAP?"
This was pretty much how it had been everyday, Alan gave his usually response "Sir, yes sir." In addition to that short coming Alan was also honest, mostly because he was a terrible liar.
Also as usually Corporoa Pains face went red and veins started to show on his neck. "GET ON THE GROUND AND GIVE ME 100 PUSH-UPS!'
"Sir, yes sir." Alan did his push-ups as usually. When he was finished Corporal Pain was already dressing down another recuit. The corprol was the kind of man who didn't make sure that someone followed his orders, because he was the kind of man you disobey. The young hero adjusted his eyepatch and under his breath he cursed his father for ever bringing him into existance. While he was at it he cursed the FBSPA and Psytosis for selling him out. He wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them and thier fear that he was insane. So he could sense his long dead father, did that real mean he was insane.

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"I have one question for the two of you: Would your hatered of the heroes of Paragon City prevent you from doing what would need to be done to prevent another incident like what happened with Alice?"


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When Trevors brain started working again he closed his mouth and looked at Will. Instead of the homicidal rage he expected to see he saw a man who knew the right answer, but didn't want to make it. Trevor wasn't very happy about it. It went against what he was and one of his earlest meomories with Heroes.
He had seen a hero pass right by a man being attacked on the street. He had even saw him, he had stopped, but he left the man. The following day the hero had made the front page for stopping some plot, the man who was attacked was only in a report of the increase of gang voilence. Trevor didn't belive that the needs of the few out weighted the needs of the many, but what happened to Alice should never happen to anyone.
He sighed "I'm afraid we would have to...go with..." He realy wasn't happy about this "Saving Alice." He exhaled and Will didn't looked sad.

"Macbeth? who is that?" Trevor thought out loud. He quickly got a hold of a bigger question he didn't want to deal with. "Medb's soul?" If Trevor wasn't so cynical his reaction would probly be 'she has one?', but here his reaction was. "Her father dies and she becomes him?" Trevor asked in disbelief. Then he realized he had been thrown a life line. "Wait if he can't undo reality then we have no obligation to help Medb."
"Not quite, if we leave and she gains control of the weapon she has free rein over the multiverse or atleast one universe. Yes Blind Gaurdian I understand you don't want the weapon relesed and you say Madb won't be able to control it, but we can't take the chance that she might actual do and lose out on our goal." Will nodded to Blind Gaurdian as he spoke. "And Blind Gaurdians abit of a mouthful, would you happen to have a nickname." He looked to Trevor and decided to keep the card theme up. "Mr. Joker." Will smiled.

(OOC Note: Realy easy reference, but it is a reference. )

"True, but it does sound abit dangerous, I mean what if Medb fails. He loses and everything is gone. Very risky, it's like sacrificing your queen to pull the kings gaurds." Trevor refered to a certian match he had heard about. It only worked because the other player couldn't resist a chance to crush the strongest piece on the board. He hoped Medb wasn't that foolish. He turned to Blind Gaurdian. "Would you mined making this abit clearer?"

Trevor was starting to get a headache. He wasn't exactly an atheist, because in a world where more magical beings were discovered everyday it wasn't a survivable trait, but this was a strian on his religious patience. He wanted to yell out about how rediculous it all sounded. Get his horns back? Whan did my life turn into a bad fantasy novel. He reminded himself some of those books were pretty good and got on with.
"Alright and if someones pulling the King of Hearts strings, why would he want to destroy it and the univ...multiverse with it. I mean that would cause all existance to stop right. And if someone is pulling Medb's strings" That sounded as likey as someone pulling Countess Creys strings. "why does it want her to stop her father. Presuming it's the same person that is."
Trevor atleast knew what he was the gaurdian of, sorta anyway. Will didn't look lost, he hoped that Will was getting this better than he was.

Ghost Sentry fiished replacing the bullets in his pistol and then took a notepad from on of his belt pouches. He walked around the lab and started looking through the chemicals and comparing them to the notepad. On the page was an asortment of raw chemicals that he used before he got the pills to hide himself psychicly.
Shut up Id.
We didn't think anything.
"What? Then who said that." He pulled a pistol and looked around the empty room. "What?" He turned, he had delt with disembodied voices inside his head for sometime, but this was the first time he had heard one outside his head. "I'm finaly going mad...Who are you?...What how do you know my name...You have my attiention...I know that and why should I listen to you...Because you could be a Ritki...Well, I've never, then what are you...I won't be working with you then...WHAT? Thats not possible, I destroyed all of them...Well I thought there might be...Right I'll take care...Who then?...Where?...Alright, I'm on my way...What?...No problem, I good at that...I'll think about it." And the voice was gone.
Ghost went out into the hall and followed the instructions he had been given. Today he would stop the most sinister plot in Paragon City's history.

Trevor looked around An alarm system, thats helpful. Will got up and was starting to leave. "Will leave it to Medb security team, if she can't take care of herself then i don't want to work with her." Trevor said in a tone that left no doubt that he would leave if Medb couldn't handle an intruder.
"She may expect us to handle it." Will pointed out.
"She has plenty of other people and Blind Gaurdian here is making us an offer, it wouldn't be polite to leave." Will sat down agian. Trevor looked at Disco. "If you want to leave I will fill you in later. If Blind Gaurdian Doesn't mind." It was an afterthought, but Trevor made it seem like it was suppose to go there. He had been very good at his job before he left.

(OOC Note: I figured that Disco might want to 'save' Breakdance Kid so I was just giving an option to do that.

Also, it's to late to edit, but when Ghost kicked Breakdance Kid he hit him in the side so he wouldn't be able to follow.)

(OOC Note: I'm with Genius4hire on this too. And I've already told Genius4hire this, but I've never rped a fight before, but I read some of the whitmoore appertment and have a vague idea. Also Ghost actions to follow are based soley on his type of logic and he is in no way a health person, mental atleast so he's prone to makeing faulty conclussions. Just a warning.)

Ghost paniced when the alarms went off and then the pale man disappered. He got a rush of adreniline, but it was normal aderniline. Okay, he gave me this head band to block psychic powers, Id isn't talking to me, a man suddenly appers and then is gone, and now Id isn't working. Suddenly it hit, he tore the head band off and throw it away. Id hit him in a sudden rush, it all made since now, why he couldn't talk, why he was starting to feel sick, why the man had disappered, and why the other was so willing to help. "You knew the headband would block Id didn't you! You used my fears against me, you tricked me! You wanted to hand me over to the Ritki didn't you! Well let me educate you, I don't need a quarter of a second to kill someone."
He went out of phase with time, the world slowed, but he moved at the same speed. He could feel the psychic again, the band had hid him One step at a time. He kisked the prone man and then went further out of phase and ran for it, anyone who saw him would see a blur. He went down halls and corridors till he was lost. Opened a door and closed with out locking it. He sat in the corner and relaxed. He went back into pahse with time and let Id repair the damages to his body.
He looked aroung the room, looked like a lab of some sort. He shivered I hate labs. He thought glumly. Why? I'm not in the mood Id. Why coulddn't we hear us. I was tricked into wearing a headband that stops psychic powers from affecting me. The damage is bad, our liver was failing. How long? An hour if we don't phase.
All there was to do was wait, he could still feel the psychic, fuzzier, but he was there. Will he come after me? he thought quietly.
What?

(OOC Note: Yeah it's a bit wierd I know. But he has a stroy and a train of thought. He can be killed ofr anything else, but I will try and play him the way he would think. As for time phasing, if you every read Thief of Time, think history monks. And just so there is no confusion, he himself is not psychic, it's Id who is psychic. If he dies before any more of Id is reveled I will explain. The fuzziness of Vance is because of distance. I'll post for Trevor and Will later.)

Ghost Sentry was impressed with how he had handled the situation, but something was amiss. The pale man didn't seem to try and resist, he had gone along with it. That in his extensive experence is a bad sign. He reached into his shirt and pulled out a knecklace with two metal ovals on it, each of thier edge covered in black rubber. They looked old and rusted, he looked at them to remind himself of his capture and then put them back.
He pulled out his pistols and looked at the mans eyes. He wasn't a Lost. Good to know, but troubling how could someone make such an advanced portal and be in no way related to the Ritki. Maybe thier prisioner knew "Hguiy uyyeni skfoff gwent..." He inquired. They both looked at him. What was wrong with these people. "Eighf enghite uinyyfdse oiokhio..." he said in his own defense, they continued to stare, some people.
He felt odd, a little sick maybe. Something wrong Id? he thought in a not very kind tone.
...No response. Something was wrong with this place.

(OOC Note: Oh the twisted web Ghost Sentry weaves. Who is Id and why can't he speak and why is Breakdance Kid ignoring it? I want to know.)

Ghost Sentry turned quickly and relaxed for a moment when he only saw a pale man. Then he tensed up because he only saw a pale man. The only thing going Ghost Sentry's way was that he was not the psychic. Then a horrifing thought ocured to him, he couldn't sense the psychic anywhere. Had he been to late and the psychic had hid himself and was after him. Act cool, remain calm.
"Ujjihik uyeitr yenq yhhusw." The pale man was staring at him the same way the man behind him had. Whats wrong with these people, don't understand english.