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 Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 3:41 pm
"Ugh..." She put a hand to her head and reached the other hand out to
brace against the nearest wall. "I must be going through caffeine
withdrawls. Haven't had a good cup for days." She tried a weak attempt
at a joke with Scanner and Scar. Thaya had been out of the game for a
while. She didn't even connect the headache with what was going on
around her at first. Then she said, "Oh wait...Scanner. That's your job I
take it? That's why I have a headache isn't it?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 4:44 pm
((Would NIccea know of the "Fight Club?"
Rule Number 1: What happens at the fight club stays at the fight club.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 6:55 pm
((Well... She might. Rip doesn't.
#1 - The first rule of Fight Club is, you do not talk about Fight Club.
#2 - The second rule of Fight Club is, you DO NOT talk about Fight Club.
#3 - If someone says stop, goes limp, taps out, the fight is over.
#4 - Two guys to a fight.
#5 - One fight at a time.
#6 - No shirts, no shoes.
#7 - Fights will go on as long as they have to.
#8 - If this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight.))
Scanner nodded. "Quick one isn't she?" He said quietly. After a few minutes, he walked to Scar. "I think she might know wolf." He whispered in his ear. He glanced over to her. "But she has worked with an agent before... but from what I can tell the white haired one was a double agent." He turned to her. "You pass. go on."
Scar walked over to her. "We wouldn't have killed you, thats just how we scare away the normals. He would have wiped your memory and all would be well... damn good telepath... never want to fight him though." He led her into the bath room which had now had the wall separating the men's from the women's taken out.
The sinks had a pink rim around them where blood had stained the porceline, and all but one wall of toilets had been ripped out. it wasn't pretty, but it was large, and had a good open area in the center for the fights.
"So... who do you need to deliver those to Angel? He looked across the faces and started naming a few of the fighters. Jet, Hammerhands, Linguist. "Or how about the wolf?" He asked as a few closer members of the group glanced over.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:08 pm
((She has heard reports on the underground but hasn't investigated. How that sound?))
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:20 pm
She shook off the remaining vestiges of that headache Scanner had
worked up for her. Now that she knew they were probably not going to
kill her if she said the wrong thing she decided to be honest.
"Actually these are mine." She said touching the bag lovingly. Never had
she gotten to use them to their full potential, but they still held a special
place in her heart. "I have no intention of giving them up to anybody, but
I had to think of something to get you to bring me here."
She continued quickly before anyone could have her memory wiped. "I'm
a healer. Or at least I was. I helped the gifted by healing them and
keeping them safe on the streets. Then I tried to heal someone that was
apparently beyond my reach." She shook her head not wanting to go into
the past six years, loosing Swiffer and her powers and then finding Ethan
only to lose him too. Those days that had been a dream come true and a
living nightmare all at once.
"I want to get my powers back and help those who bear a gift." She said
in a small voice. She refused to be emotional in front of such a rouch crowd.
"You're likely the only ones who can help me."
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:37 pm
"Hey linguist!" Scar shouted. "A little angel needs your help." He said. "Another telepath class gifted. Weird one though. He just te..."
"Shut up."
Scar closed his mouth and backed away.
"What's her problem? Tell me."
"She says she can't heal anymore."
"Simple enough... Heal him... now."
((Linguist's power is when he says something, it goes straight to the persons subconscious and they do it without realizing it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:44 pm
Niccea's nose continued to twitch. "I smell something somewhat familiar...only it is different. Have you noticed anything different about the city in the past few days?"
Trenton shook his head. He was only intune to emotions. They all felt the same to him. He didn't have his wife's offactory senses.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:52 pm
Rip sniffed the air. "Familiar... yes, but I can't put a name to it." He said shrugging. "Maybe Dirk's around?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 8:09 pm
((Knuckle do you mind if Linguist's power doesn't work 100% right now?
If you do let me know and I'll edit this post rght away.))
Thaya shot a nervous look at Scar and back at The Linguist. "I-uhhmm."
Whatever objection she'd had died in her throat when The Linguist gave
the order. She strode over to Scar and took his hands in hers. Cuts and
abrasions began blooming along her arms.
And then she had wings.
As the cuts began to vanish from his body it was easy to see why 'Angel'
was a good nickname for her. Her massive white wings could have easily
folded around her and Scar to hide them both from sight. Instead the
wings burst into a heap of ash.
Thaya dropped to the floor and bit her lip to keep from crying out. "I'm
sorry, I'm sorry..." She was saying. "It has something to do with Swiffer
I know it does." Wingless once again she looked like an ordinary woman.
There were cuts all over her now, but there weren't as many as there had
been when they'd been on Scar. A sign of progress? She couldn't be sure.
((Basically Thaya's loss of power is from a direct link with Swiffer. Once
that link is broken -and I was going to wait until after John decides for
sure if he'll rejoin us to 'break the link'- that's when Thaya will get her real
power back. For now if Linguist demands it though she'll be able to do it
for a few seconds, but she'll be useless in a real pinch.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 8:41 pm
The linguist nodded as if he understood something. "Angel, get up." He said waiting for her to get up. "Now, try agai..." He was cut off by the sound of flesh on flesh as Scar hit him in the jaw. A few of the remaining wounds went to his body.
"She won't... look at what you've don't to her... you could have killed her!" He said preparing himself for another punch.
"Don't do that Scar." Linguist said standing up. "Very well, leave me." He said turning back to the fight in the center. it was a small skinny kid with gigantic fists, and so guy who seemed to be just a siloette.
Hammer hands eyes where pure black as he groped the air for Jet. Jet couldn't help but laugh "nighty night hammer head." He hit the boy with all his might in the back of the head and the fight was over. It wasn't long before a man in a suit walked over the Thaya.
"New girl, your up."
"We already fought... I wanted to see what her powers were." Scar said putting an arm out towards the suited man.
"You know you aren't allowed to fight out of the ring..." He said glancing to the girl."Fine, I take it you won?"
"Yeah... I won."
((I kinda planned on it. His powers only work until the other person makes a conscious check and realizes what's going on.
Oh and john won't be back for like, 2 months.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 9:10 pm
Niccea shook her head vigorously. "I know his scent pretty well. And he knows to keep his nose out of my business as long as he works for the agents." She sighed and exhaled the air. "Oh well."
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 5:57 am
((Well do we know what characters he plans on bring back for sure? I
intended to hold out until then, but if it's going to be that long I might not
want to wait.))
She'd already started to reach for Scar when The Linguist had began the
order. Her hands snapped away from him as soon as he silenced The
Linguist. "Thank you." She whispered.
To the Linguist she said, "Thanks for trying. For a moment there I felt like
my old self. It was nice."
Her mouth went dry when someone told her to step into the ring. She'd
be powerless against anyone with a gift. She tried to keep from looking
too greatful when Scar said they already fought. Though, in the back of
her mind she knew the day would come soon where she would have to
fight. She looked the suited man over and in her mind she labeled him
'Ringmaster'. He'd be the one to decide when she'd have to put on a show.
"Scar do you have any more of that guaze? And possibly some steril
wadding? Someone did a number on you before I took over." She was
able to smile and laugh off what was actually a fairly brutal collection of
injuries by 'civilian' standards.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 1:36 pm
((He said IM and Maria were coming back))
Scar looked to Thaya."We actually have an infirmary... come on." He said tilting his head towards the exit. He walked to what was the information booth when the subway was still operational.
A few tables where scattered across the room. Only one patient was in there besides Thaya. His skin was burnt to a crisp. Scar shook his head. "They aren't supposed to go that far." He said looking to the angel. "Listen, I can tell your looking for someone. I'll help you if you make a promise." He said as he patted the table she was supposed to lay on.
"You interested?" He asked as he pulled some bandages from the cupboards.
"So, is he a full out agent now, hunting down gifted and the like, or is he just their techboy?" He asked periodically glancing at his shadow which was slowly coming back.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 2:07 pm
((Ok we'll hurry this along a bit then. Keep her this way for a few days
storyline wise and then give it back, I think? Depends on how the story
plays out.))
She looked the 'infirmary' over. "I normally don't make blind promises."
Her eyes came to rest on the crispy looking fellow on one of the tables.
She wondered if he was still alive...then she decided she really didn't want
to know the answer. "But you trusted me, and that means a lot. I can
return the favor."
Thaya gingerly climbed onto one of the tables and took off her shirt to get
a better look at her wounds. The one he'd given her earlier had bled
through from all the climbing and walking, but had slowed down. She
suddenly realized the implications of what she'd said and her removing her
shirt. Her eyes widened and she scrambled to get her shirt back on. "I
didn't mean it like that!" Her face turned bright red.
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