Kaolin

Void Blazer was in a battle rage, and the small thuds from the energy guns only spurred him on to fight harder. Raising both fists, he smashed them into the ground, creating a shock wave in attempt to temporarily halt the fire. But when he looked up he saw the white glow of SAP grenades. In an attempt to protect himself he swung one arm forward, knocking one grenade back, when he noticed two more lying beneath him, he clutched his arms around himself to form a shield.

Moments later the grenade exploded, and while he found it did not harm him, he noticed it drained him, and even with the accelerated regeneration of his form, it was still devastating, and brought him to his knees.

Despite that, Void Blazer was desperate not to fail, and still had a small bit of will left in him. Using his arms as a stand, Void Blazer was able to push himself up. Holding his arms out, he muttered to himself, and soon there was a dark circle surrounding everyone, if the circle worked as he hoped, it would give him the strength to keep fighting, if not, it would just leave him further drained.

Despite all that was still going on, Void Blazer said nothing, determined only to focus on staying standing. I..can't...fail...now...or...it's...all...over...

Void Blazer was continuing his charge until he saw Kruth'T leaning on him,

Kruth'T: "Void, it's me, Kruth'T. Void stop, they aren't here for either of you! Please stop..."

Void Blazer should have been able to fling any average person across the room with his giant hands, but seeing Kruth'T amongst them, made him hesitate. For a moment he paused, there was not a voice in his mind at the moment, on top of that, no one was firing at HIM. This brought a bit of calm to his mind, but he was still left cautious from the voice, and the fear of what he had almost done to his friends, after he noticed the young girl Ella on the other side Void Blazer muttered quietly, "We're..sorry."

As he looked up though he noticed the grenade flying in the air. A fire reignited in his heart again. No, they are not here for us, they are here for our friends, we will not let them. No, I will not let them! Back into his battle spirit Void Blazer was once again at one with his existence ((For lack of a better term to use)). Void Blazer yelled, "Leave Ella and the boy alone!" Void Blazer was filled with rage again, all directed at the soldiers, in both cases, they were evil to him, weather they were after him, or his friends. Back in his battle charge, he continued on, incidentally it caused him to shove Kruth'T away, and with the form of a lobster, it's hard to tell how much force would have gone into it. Heading towards the soldiers he held in his hands, with his right shoulder taking the "lead" in front of him, he was going to ram into the soldiers/guards to halt the attack in one blow.

Soul Striker once again listened intently once again, and found he was back to his old self when he heard the name, "windsong". Windsong...hey, was that the really cute chick back when I first came here? Hmm, save a damsel in distress, the hero gets the reward of love! Heck yes! Excited, Soul Striker shouted, "Let's go!" And entered the beam of light.

After a few moments, Soul Striker looked around to see his new surroundings. All that could really describe it was: Eerie. Nothing was normal, even for Perez Park's standards. Yet, that had not phased Soul Striker, as he was once again caught up in his delusions of love and glory. Looking towards Obsidian Arrow, he gave the man a playful slap on the back, "You ready to kick some [censored] man? I sure know I'm ready, heck, I'm PUMPED. Villains BEware!" Soul Striker was once again lost in the moment, as he started to bob and weave as if he were already in combat. Although it seemed to be just a show, (And for the most part WAS,) this pre-battle stance seemed to help him for when the combat really started, as he felt he could dodge blows more easily if he did so. (Weaving)

Soul Striker saw all the pieces fall in place as the women explained what the Masters of Mayhem were doing, and whatever she didn't explain, he was able to fill in on his own. Hmm, pops, you still somewhere out there? No, it doesn't matter, I'll fix the future, for both of us.

Soul Striker took one step forward towards the woman and knelt down, speaking with a conviction he had never had shown before, "They call me the Soul Striker, and I'll put my life on the line to make SURE we take down these Masters of Mayhem." It's times like these, I know why I still need to be a hero. No longer am I just partying with T.A.C.T.I.C.S., no more just beating up hellions or just letting someone else do the mission for me, this time, our entire future is at stake. No one to take my place either. If I back out now, do I deserve to be a hero?

Soul Striker chuckled to himself, Steve Power huh? Hah, what a cheesy name! Hey, you know, maybe I can study this orb for later... Whispering to himself, Soul Striker saidm reluctantly, "Ah well, I really hope this doesn't kill me or anything..." Pressing the button, he was whisked away to...wherever.

Those guys are great, see, once their gone, or once you finally put them on ignore, you finally found something to do with your free time, complaining about them! See, thanks to that punk you had something to post in the forums!

And, as an added bonus, you got a self esteem boost since you can tell yourself, "Man, I'm so much cooler then that guy!"

(( From now on I'll act like a normal player and use italics for when characters have mental thoughts or monologues.))

Soul Striker was not used to being told no, not because he was spoiled as a kid, but more because there was no one ever around to tell him no. This would be visibly obvious, had he not worn his mask. Looking how Jake was unwilling to back down, he was actually considering going through with it , having never had to go beyond a threat when dealing with 2-bit villains. There was a few seconds of respect given to the Arachnos operative, as he thought to himself, "So, he DOES have a spine after all, that's something new..." But it quickly faded away after the further rhetorts said by Jake.

Jake:"Freakshow? So you're not even supposed to be here. That just leaves me to think that you're really not cut out for this assignment.I'm not going to apologize for stating the truth, and I'll just tag along anyway, doesn't matter if you guys want me to or not. Besides, I don't believe that you can viably speak for the entire group, now can you? I'd really love to stay and kick you [censored], honestly, I would, but we have priorities. Now for the fourth time.ATLAS. NOW! Let's go, come on people!"

Soul Striker's hands formed fists at his side, "I'm this close to killing him...Okay, count to ten backwards...10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. " Soul Striker let out a deep breath, and released the grip on his fists, then took a look at the cocky kid again, bringing back a hint of frustration.

Half moaning, half talking normal, Soul Striker said, "Yea, whatever...let's go, guys, wait up!" Soul Striker slapped Jake in the back of the head, and started running to catch up with Obsidian and Lethinika, looking back to Jake he said, "You coming or what?!"

Soul Striker was a little annoyed at this, while he was book smart, common sense wasn't too common for him.Hearing that they were only ten years in the future did little to put him at rest, leaving him to think. "They went through that little time, and already my suit is almost obsolete to this new villain gear? Back in the day my suit was based off to help the PPD hard suit agents, now it's like I'm demoted to "cop" in this time period!"

On top of that, he found out he didn't like Jake much , well, at all for that matter.
Jake:"But you're not from this time? What's more, you weren't even aware that you were here? What kind of hero are you?"
Soul Striker fumed at this, as he was about to rhetort Jake cut him off with, "Nevermind, it doesn't matter. Atlas Park. NOW. Chop-chop. My memory's fuzzy and I can't remember for the life of me where it is."

Soul Striker had turned red with anger from this, "No one, talks to me like that!" He said to himself.
Walking up to Jake he put his hands on his shoulder, "Now look here buddy, first of all, I didn't CHOOSE to come here, I was SUPPOSED to fight a pack of freakshow and be done with it. Right now, YOUR pissing me off, and if anyone's an idiot, it's YOU for mocking me kid, because if you don't up and apologize right for your remarkably rude insults, ESPECIALLY if you want us to take you for a ride. Now in the next five seconds I'm going to have to take this foot of mine, and shove it were the sun don't shine if you don't give me a "sorry" or a beg for mercy."
When it came to being mocked, or something at his intelligence, especially when it came to being a comment about being incapable of something, Soul Striker had no tolerance, and turned out to be remarkably impulsive, with that determination it was near impossible to deter him from something rash.

Soul Striker jumped when he saw another man fly up the them, and quickly embarassment sank in for the sudden actions. But he also found himself a bit surprised to hear the man so casually say, "I'm Jake, I'm an Arachnos operative from some time in the past..." Soul Striker half stepped back in shock, but was more heavily hit hearing Jake finish his sentence.
Jake:and I'm here to keep this possibility of a future from happening.
Soul Striker's eyes went wide behind the visor, in a frustrated tone he said, "What do you mean this "Possibility of a future"?! Are you saying that this ISN'T an alternate dimension? We're in the future? You must be kidding me, did you get this from a comic book or something!?" Soul Striker's voice switched from frustrated to nervous, "Hey, guys, uh, can you tell me what's REALLY going on? Come on, no jokes!"

Despite Soul Striker's hard statement that the idea was fake, he had a voice in the back of his head saying, "Oh my god oh my god oh my god!"

Soul Striker kept running until he heard the voice of a woman,
and an unhappy one at that.
Lithanika:So. Why did you two just abandon that poor girl back there?
Soul Striker thought for a minute, "Ok, this is a woman, and she's ANGRY. How do you deal with an angry woman? I was never good at this...highschool didn't teach me well. Then again, highschool didn't teach me how to make this suit. Come to think of it, what DID highschool teach me? No no no, you're getting side tracked, what do you do to deal with an angry woman? Hmm, ok, I think I got it!"
"Well miss, in hindsight, it may seem like bad idea, however, it seemed REALLY good at the time. Plus, I mean hey, she told us to right, we were doing as she asked. Since, you know, wouldn't want to be too strong and make her feel like the 'inferior' gender and all. So, I stand by my beleifs in seeing that we did the right thing!"

Soul Striker had a little mental commentary as well,"It doesn't help seeing that somehow their gadgets are more powerful then my suit! Shouldn't let anyone else know that though, might make them think I could be taken advantage of..." Either way, it didn't look like it would benefit anyone if they stayed and all ended up being captured, all Soul Striker could do is hope that Lithanika realized that as well.

Soul Striker started to struggle with the webbing to break free. Mentally he thought to himself, "What the? Come on, the normal Aachnos soldiers had webs with the strength of mere strings, what's with this stuff?" As he continued to struggle with it he saw the webbing start to burn. For a few seconds he was convinced it was just another add on to the webs already amazing design. It was not untill he realized the flames had done no harm to him, and the webbing decayed, that he realized it was a mere help from yet another hero. It was then he heard a voice in his mind.

Cortianna: Evening, I guess the idiots at Arachnos tried to kill me off in a rather spectacular way. Name's Cortianna by the way, we can decide later if we need to fight eachother once the more common foe is out of the way, agreed?

A few thoughts passed by his mind in hearing that. "Ok, her name is Cortianna, great, thank god I know THAT..Wait, idiots at arachnos? What the hell are these guys supposed to be then? Eh, fight me? I'd like to see her try, with my own strength mixed with the power of the suit, I'm unstoppable! Well...mostly, stupid webs!"

As Soul Striker attempted to mentally massage his own ego again, he heard the shout of one of the women, "Get to Atlas Park. She will contact you there." Soul Striker was about to ask, but saw the archer was quickly denied of the answers, and watched him start running. Muttering to himself once again he said, "Mmm, doesn't look like my amazing charm will count for anything in this case. *Sigh* Can't beat em, follow them around till they let you hang out with them...besides, I could use a few people as shields right? Teaming is key, just like Pops said."Meanwhile he thought to himself, "Besides, maybe this "She" is hot!" Shouting to the archer he said, "Hey, wait for me!" As he followed him towards Atlas.

A man in covered in a dark blue crey armor, with a red badge painted on the chest piece, walked down the hallways of portal corp. The man reached his head up to his helmet, and adjusted the antenna, a bit of static was coming through, but a voice came from the receiver. "Soul, what's been going on, did you finish the mission already?" The man (Soul Striker) spoke back into the helmet with a embarassed voice, sounding like that of just a mere teenager, (Which he is...Between 17-18) "Uh, yea. About that, what's my mission again?"

For a minute there was dead silence, then the voice returned, "What are you, an idiot, Soul? You didn't even START it?" Soul Striker attempted to reply, "Well, you know, I had some things to do with my Super Group, see, there was this awesome dance party and-" But his contact apparently didn't want to hear it and with an angry tone he said, "You know what Soul? I sometimes REALLY question why I continue to work with you." There was a slight pause, and the contact began speaking again, with a somewhat lighter tone hinting at forgiveness, "Look, whatever you were doing, forget it, you need to take the second portal on the left, there's a mass of freakshow getting ready to come to our world, and I want you go stop them with that fancy suit of yours, GOT IT?" Soul Striker laughed, smiling underneath the reaper he wore. "Kay, got it, have fun while I'm gone pops." Soul Striker continued to smile as he placed on his visor, and turned off his helmet's communicator before his contact could make a complaint. Soul Striker continued to walk towards the portal entrance. As he walked up to the portal, ready to walk in he thought, "Wait...did he say the second on the right, or the second on the LEFT?" Soul Striker pondered to himself for a few moments, "You know what, maybe I should call Pops again...Nah, I'll be fine." Soul Striker activated his suit, and it began to emit a bright aura. Finally, he stepped in.

Of course, what was on the other side however, wasn't quite what he expected. Normally when he faced freakshow, everything around him was torn up, and there were shouts of liveliness from the surrounding villains. However, this was different. Instead of liveliness, it was dead quiet. And instead of everything torn down, well, everything was still torn down, but everything else was still remarkably dreary. On top of that, with the lack of Tank people, Soul Striker was really dissapointed.

It was not until he noticed a couple heroes themselves fighting what look liked arachnos soldiers that forgot the dress code. With all that's going on, he wasn't quite sure what to do. All he managed to say was, "Maybe I took the wrong portal after all..."

However after a few moments an idea came to him. "Hey...I bet I can just save the day here, and then come back as a hero in TWO dimensions, all I would need to do is clean this place up, then the Freakshow zone, it'll be easy!" Trying to sound dramatic, he shouted, "Step aside, I can handle this!" Soul Striker stepped back a few steps, and started running towards the nearest soldier he saw, performing a leaping kick, aiming straight for his torso.

A. Sounds interesting, possibly bring back Soul Striker.

(( Hey guys, miss me?))

Void Blazer had reached his room long before the chaos had started, but for a good long time, he just...lied there, as he collapsed to the floor still clutching his head. How long though? To him, he couldn't tell, it could have been minutes, hours, or even days. It didn't really matter to him at the time. All he wanted was the pain to go away."You shall return, or you shall die!" yelled the voice, into his mind.

Void Blazer had thought he had regained his ability to recognize himself as an individual again, but with this sudden appearance of the voice, he was broken of that. With a shaky voice he asked (Mentally), "Who...are you? We are our own! We will not be controlled ever again!" The voice replied wickedly, sending another tear through his mind like all the previous speakings. "That is where you are WRONG. You're our tool, and still remain as one!" If it were not for the macho nature of the human part of Void Blazer, he would have been crying.

Once again the voice began to return, "Are you ready yet?" it asked, almost innocently. Void Blazer had been shaken so much though, that he was no longer speaking just in his mind, but he was screaming at the top of his lungs. "LEAVE US ALONE!". The voice attempted to return, "You know we can't do tha-" But Void Blazer had cut it off with another shout, "We said...leave us, ALONE!"

As he rolled about on the floor there was a knock at his door, a scared voice, that which appeared to be one of a frightened employee said, "Hello? Is everything all right in there?" Void Blazer took no notice of it though, he was too busy having a verbal battle with the unknown voice.

But while only Void Blazer was aware of the voice, the voice seemed to be aware of everything around him, and this was the perfect opportunity for it. "See Void? My henchmen is already here to take you if he needs too."

Although this was not true, Void Blazer was too delirious from the pain, and found it very easy to believe. Finally, he began to cry. Flailing about, like that of a defense mechanism, darkness started to envelop him, and he disappeared from the room.

-Meanwhile,

In a dark room the "voice" in Void Blazer's mind, sat
grinning, in his Galaxy Archon uniform. Still grinning with a cruel smile he said, "Well, he couldn't take the pain, yet refuses to give in? Truly, he is one of our most foolish members." There was a slight pause, the face of the voice turned, "Still, it is for this reason as well, that he was one of the best, I guess I'll cut him some slack, and let him think he's free of me....for now anyway." *Classic evil laugh*

-At Void Blazer's room,

The frightened man was still there, knocking on the door. As he knocked, his curiosity began to overwhelm his fear, taking out his card key, ((I'm assuming that it's similar to a hotel in the respect that employees such as cleaning service would have keys/card keys to enter the rooms to clean them up.))
and placed it inside, opening the door, only to see a ripped up bed sheet, likely that of one that Void Blazer had tore at in his frenzy. All the frightened man said before leaving the room in a fright was a confused, "Uh...hello?"

-Back to Void Blazer

When Void Blazer disappeared, it appeared that he teleported away. In fact, he did. As a defense mechanism to avoid fatal injuries, he would perform a random teleport to escape his attacker. Unfortunately, he managed to land in the worst possible place.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself right in front of what appeared to be a security crew armed to the teeth. In Void Blazer's crazed state of mind, he was convinced that the voice had sent these men after him. Whispering under his breath he said in a fearful and almost, whining tone, "No...they found me, no!" Then he was shouting, "No, you won't take me, you won't!" Void Blazer hunched over, shaking, letting out some sort of grumbling. Moments later, in an explosion of dark energy, he turned into what appeared to be a giant lobster. (Black Dwarf). Screaming he said, "YOU WON'T TAKE ME ALIVE!", as he rushed head first towards the security crew in his heavily armored form, with his fists/claws (?) raised high.

Statesman is walking into the hall of the Freedom Phalanx.

"Ok, who stole my mask? If I find it was any of you, you're gonna get a massive atomic wedgie."

((Well, I'm not renewing my subscription so... I can keep playing along till it's gone, I think I have a few months left, since I played by a yearly subscription, great playing with you all though, in case this thread dies.))

Void Blazer had finally recovered from his sense of awkwardness, apparently he had missed a lot. ((Sorry!)) Whip managed to hurt himself, Ella revealed herself to be much more powerful then he had previously thought, normally this would incite much more conversation to him, but he felt a sudden pain in his head... along with a voice, that only he could apparently hear. It was almost a whisper, but to him it felt like it was pounding into his brain.... "Come back...." Void Blazer dropped to his knees. W-...What the?. In reply, the ominous voice spoke again, only much louder, "COME BACK!". This sent what felt like a tear through his brain, causing him to clutch his head.

This display was uncommon, and he did not want to alarm anyone, and decided he could use some rest. Going up to Kruth'T he whispered,attempting to sound fine, but failing miserably, "Ah, I need to go...I'll be back later, sorry, I think I just...need some sleep, too, y'know, excited from earning back my ability to say "I" again, I figured I should use some rest to umm...cool down." Void Blazer did not even bother to try and wait for a response, and started to walk off, but when he heard the voice again shout into his mind, "We said, to come back to us!", it caused Void Blazer to clutch his head even tighter with one hand, and run off, in search of his room.

((This is both for a little time to get off writer's block, as well as add a little more depth to Void Blazer.))

((Still under the assumption I won't be beaten to death for taking control of Rami while she's unconcious....))

Nick proceeded to take the duct tape, as he attempted to tie Rami's wrists to the leg of the statue((For lack of something better to use...Please note I'm not making up any objects, since this area is featured in the game, and I only use the objects shown, in game, for this building.)) in the center of the Freedom Corps, while her back was propped up against the bottom, this way she would have less leverage, in case she woke up instantly with a taste for blood. As he did so though, he heard his favorite person speaking....

Experiment:Obnoxious? You couldn't have come up with something better? Annoying, Unfunny, Persistent, Idiotic, all very good names, no matter how untrue one may be, and you came up with OBNOXIOUS? Seriously?

Nick maintained his almost joking tone, but made sure to have a somewhat insulting edge to it, "See, THIS is where I got the name obnoxious, your doing it right now. So you know, how bout you just stop this whole "speaking" thing. It's just not working out for you buddy, less you want to be tied to the statue with sleeping beauty here." Nick pointed to the duct tape and Rami, and gestured to Experiment to add emphasis. Soon after, he proceeded to keep wrapping Rami's wrists until HE felt ((Leaving that open so it's not guaranteed for anything....)) he had used enough. (( Let's go with about 1/4th the roll yes?)) Looking back to Experiment he said, "You want to be next?"

((Anyone think Ramare was hit by a car on her way home to get to the CoH forums? ....Just me huh?))

((Just keep it moving along...))
Nick was starting to cool down, till....
Antagonism: Would you two please shut it with the back and forth! I doubt Freedom Corps. would like blood all over their walls, not good for their business or us; isn't that right Nick?" Nick only frowned at this comment, convinced he was right.
Antagonism:"Bah, the way you say it, I've never been shot before." "
Nick half frowned, and half smiled, almost used to his arguments with Antagonism, almost too happy to shoot his mouth off again,
"Yes, you may have been shot before, but not by an expert marksman such as myself...."

Nick started to put his hand down to reach for the duct tape, till he remembered he gave it to Antagonism. Looking up to ask for it, he heard...
Antagonism: "In all honesty I could care less who goes first, as long as we all actually go. It would be a shame to have her run away because someone dozed off during their watch.So........How we deciding who goes first?

What, he didn't think I wasn't serious the first time? Nick started to chuckle again in his mocking tone, "It's quite simple, we go alphabetical by traits. I'm Amazing, so I go first. Eagle is Clumsy, so he goes second. Your Goth-Man, so you go third. Spike is Obnoxious, so he goes last. Any other questions?"And if I'm lucky Rami will be awake and she'll have stabbed him by then...

Nick paused, and picked back up almost jokingly, " By the way, pass the duct tape back already."

((Pump in the thread adrenaline, pump it!))

(( As always, tensions grow high, *pokes Ramare* don't want to miss it do you?))
Nick was still fuming, and became even more so to hear Experiment try and mouth back to him...
Experiment "You could try, buddy, but I'm used to guns, I am VERY acrobatic, and I could send you into a heart attack of your very short life time with one of my taser darts, a'right? So, be quiet for a minute. Also, even if the watchman DID shout, who says we'd be awake enough to react before she decided to attack? I dunno about you, but I can't flip around and throw things/shoot things at people when I wake up- It takes a minute to get the adrenaline rush."

Although Nick was fuming, it did little to dull his barbed tongue "Ok, number one buddy, I don't care how tough you think you are, but you will NOT tell me what to do, or claim you have authority over me, Spikey, because you know what, I can still fill you fill you with holes, and unless you want me to do that, I think you should go take those spikes of yours and shove it. Normally, I'd leave it at that, but because you seem new to this whole arguing thing, I'll tell you why your still wrong. Now, while you say that if the watchman shouts, we might not be awake enough to react. Ok, but with that logic, don't you think animal girl here ALSO would be a bit drowsy, considering she's unconcious from several energy blasts, don't you think she, of all people would have the most trouble waking up? I'm pretty sure a watchman would have woken us all up, and made sure she's not going to harm anyone, by the time she has regained herself. On top of that, you seem to be unable to refute my point that duct tape itself would suffice, and that she has little constitution in the first place, thus telling me you can't prove me wrong there either." I'm right, and your wrong, it's that simple, but we can argue as long as you understand these boundaries. (( ).

Nick seemed to be quite happy with his come back, and smiled. Turning around to Antagonism, he heard...

Antagonism:So, before you two decide to kill each other, I say we go with the watch thing, it would probably be better then all of us falling asleep while attempting to watch her. On top of that, it seems you two may need some time to cool down, I can take first watch if necessary." Soon after he heard Eagle saying,

"Come on guys lets try to keep together, if she wakes up and we're fightin its gonna be a piece of cake for her to finish us off. I say two of us stay awake so if one of us nods off then the other will be there to wake em up."

Nick's smile grew wider, as he turned around to Experiment he said laughing, ignoring the fact that Antagonism was voicing annoyance with the two of them and said, "And the majority is for me then, glad you both agree agree!" Pausing for a moment, he picked up, but with a slightly more sarcastically nasty tone, "Some time to cool down? No I'm fine, but Experiment here seems to have some ego issues." Nick seemed to pause, unsure of how to even properly reply on who should stay up. "No no...I'll do it, besides....You have a bad arm! You're the most crippled of the four of us so..." Nick didn't bother concluding the sentence, convinced he made his point.

Yea, that makes sense...And if she does go violent, I swear I'll be sure to let her kill Experiment FOR me.... Nick crossed his arms, still smiling mischeviously.

Nick frowned, and reverted back to his sarcastic tone, "Well aren't you SO freaking clever? First of all Spike, what makes you think she has that sort of skill? 2 people to take her down? You seemed practically comatose during said battle, and Iron American did all the work, firing like, what? Three shots at her knocking her unconcious? I'm certainly not afraid of her going "OMGWTFSTEROIDS" on us."

Nick paused for a moment, apparently to take in as he prepared for his next barrage of retorts, "Your right, what was I thinking, a watchman? Yea, because he certainly could not POSSIBLY wake us up if she tried to get violent, yea, freaking stupid. Damn it man, we aren't bears, I dunno about you, but few people would not hear one of us saying "Holy ****!" So you know what buddy? How bout you think before you open your mouth and start talkin smart, less you want us to just knock you out too. Anything else you need to add? No? Good."

Nick was obviously visibly "upset" (For lack of a better word) at Experiments remarks, looking as though he was ready to start another fight over it.

After Whip returned, they had all headed towards the hot tub, there he took note of an ice creature, Kia, her friend Hali, and, well, everyone relaxing. This in itself brought a good feeling, causing Void Blazer to say enthusiastically, "Man, I LOVE this place...." Just then, Void Blazer also had an interesting realization, and decided to share it with the world, "Oh my, I can say...well, "I" again! This is great! Void Blazer ran about, and attempted to give Kruth'T a hug, moving about he cheered, "Ha, finally, I can say "me" again! Yes, yes!"

Just then he realized, he also looked a complete and total idiot. Embarrassment sank in, and Void Blazer grew quiet, he also remembered he was in full costume, and there was a hot tub, and he happened to lack a bathing suit to wear, never mind the fact he refused to go without his costume on. Trying to act normal, he just stood in a corner, all the while whistling to himself....

((Welcome back Prodi, life can be a pain, but that's why we have RPing, get away from it all...))

Nick was fiddling with his pistols, as he sat down at the carpet, but find him frustrated in hearing...
Iron American:"Stay the night here? Don't count on it for me. I really don't have the time to stay around with you guys for long. Since this job offer has kind of taken a turn for the worse I think I am going to head home for the night. So tell you what. Here is my number," "Peace. I'm out." "I better here from you guys if anything else goes down. And by the way Eagle, I would have called you Glowly Guy or something of that sort. Adios.

Nick was about to shout out some insults about him being a walking lightning rod of some sort, but it was too late, Iron American had already left. But, Antagonism quickly chimed in, which interrupted his venting,

Antagonism: "Thanks."

Nick shrugged, "Yea, whatever, what good would you be with onl-' Nick stopped as he noticed Antagonism pick up a pair of tweezers, it seems that the bullet didn't go fully through, and lodged itself in his skin. Trying to start up again Nick said, "....what the? Your gonna use TWEEZERS? Ouch...." It was too disturbing for Nick to even bother with a cruel remark.

"So..What exactly do you propose we do with her?" Nick wasn't sure, as he was about to respond though Antagonism asked,"Hey Nick, pass the duct tape."

Shivering at the thought of what he would need duct tape for to patch up wounds, Nick tossed the duct tape underhanded to Antagonism. Ready to discuss the fate of Rami/Mare he started to speak again, but was cut off by the Spike man.

Experiment:"Tell me again why we're not transporting her to the Zig? I mean, as far as I can tell, she's criminally insane, and that's a big no-no for healing and letting back out on the streets... Well, not so quickly that the Zig wouldn't do it, but y'know..."

Nick turned slightly red. I hate it when people cut me off.... Just as he was about to speak again though....

Eagle:
"heh heh, I wouldnt go as far as criminally insane..... it might be better to transport her to the zig though where she wouldnt do to much damage if she wants to when she wakes up.....

At that point Nick was starting to bubble over, shouting he said, "OK, you know WHAT? How bout you guys SHUT UP and let me talk OKAY?" Simmering still Nick began to speak again, not quite as loud as his first statement, but with an equal amount of displeasure, " Ok, one, Spikey, Eagle, you two seem to have less intelligence then Goth-Man over here, because at least he's talked to her. Now, neither of you have. Steel Spaniard as well had seen a bit of her before her melt down. Either way though, I've still known her longest, and thus have the best sense of judgment for this situation? Don't you agree?" Not even waiting for a response, he picked up again, "Ok great, now that we have THAT settled, it seems clear we need to get to know her a little better, we can't afford to make any rash judgments by sending her to a jail so soon. When I first met her, she claimed to have wanted to be a hero, and I think she could have genuinely meant it. It was not until she banged her head that things seemed to go awry. She could be possessed, have a split personality, or just had a mental lapse for all we know. It's too soon to make these rash decisions."

Yea, talk fast, like you know what your saying, and everyone thinks you know what your doing....Though, I always did anyway....mostly. Nick spoke again though, with a tad bit of concern, "Though, I'm a bit afraid that she just might kill us in our sleep though, which is why i brought the duct tape, maybe we should just, like, tie her hands behind a pole or to one of the desks, just in case, unless you guys want to take turns taking watch at night. Group vote?"

((A hint? Personally, I'd try to avoid scene changing till the return of our thread master, but I can have Nick follow along if the majority of the posters wish to do so.))

Nick was checking some of the cabinets behind the information desk to see if he could get anything to replace the pistols he left outside,but to no avail, as he looked back up he overheard...

Antagonism:Well, there was a pub across the street. Maybe someone in there knows what we could do or where to get some help.

But Nick also noticed Antagonism seemed much less outspoken then normal, something Nick wasn't used to. When did Goth-Man turn all quiet on me huh? Hah, bet he's just feeling guilty for trying to kick me or something. Let's let him sweat for a bit.

Nick started again with his mocking tone, "Oh yes, by the way, remember when I said I'm open to suggestions? Scratch that, I meant GOOD suggestions. I don't think we could get much help of any from Toothless Joe and his Amazing Bar Buddies, less we need to know the fastest way to get hammered, plus it's cold, wet, and there's lightning going on outside, I say we spend the night here, find a nice piece of carpet, and get comfy."

Nick started to walk off a bit, and started walking down the steps of the hallways saying, "And if you need me, which I hope you don't, I'll be getting back some more of my gear in my office, in case another series of unfortunate events, occurs."

As Nick walked down into the E.L.I.T.E. office, he found two pistols, "Finally," he whispered to himself. As he was about to walk back up, he thought of Antagonism again and a certain quote, "Hey, cut the guy some slack, he's only trying to help."
Eh, well, maybe he deserves a LITTLE credit.... Nick went back and went back through the drawers, after searching through some drawers, he found a small box.

Walking back up the stairs, he returned back to the others, and took out the box he had just found, throwing it to Antagonism he said, "Apply to the wound, you're no good with only one arm, so use it." He then produced a roll of duct tape, and placed it on the desk. Chuckling he said, "Just might want to keep it handy, y'know, case she goes psycho on us again." Hahah, I'm just too funny for my own good sometime. Though, I'm certainly gonna use it if she does indeed go nuts on us again...