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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2018 2:48 pm
Owen Hunt
Glad to finally be in the building, Owen began his surprisingly thorough search. He looked in as many rooms as he could as they navigated down the hallways and in moments when other security passed them he acted as if nothing was happening. He couldn't find very much but what he did find was a map and on that map of this secret section he saw a room that was labeled Subject A Through F Holding. Owen would have no way to know exactly what that meant but it seemed to be a rather large room and the use of the word 'holding' made Owen think it was worth investigating. So he set the two of them on a path towards that room. For the most part they were unimpeded but when they finally turned the last corner that would lead them to the entrance to the holding area, two large men in security hats (one with a beard and the other clean shaven) stood in their way. It did not appear to be an accident either as they looked directly at Owen and Katrina when the two came around the corner. It was a trap. Clearly a trap. They knew where Owen would go and so they knew where to wait for him. "Get our suits on." Owen whispered back towards Katrina as the men began a slow walk towards the two. Not a moment later did he feel his suit fly onto his body. Katrina seemed to have gone to work first because one of the guards suddenly began pulling his shirt down from his neck in a panic. That same guard was suddenly lifted into the air in a very unpleasant looking manner. Owen, thinking ahead, turned to see if they could escape down the hall only to find a man with ice skin standing in their path. It didn't matter thought because Owen knew the truth. He was getting answers. He was going down the hallway and he was walking through that door. With a simple thought he flung the iceman and the other brute down their halls in opposite directions. Owen tapped Katrina on the shoulder as notice to get moving but he said nothing else before jogging forward past the man she was restraining. If and when she followed she would only get as far as the second brute that Owen had thrown. He was getting back up as Katrina came by and he dove at her. She was fast, his clothes had nearly pulled him back, but he was faster and he managed to grab her arm. When he did the two of them vanished into a large cloud of smoke. Katrina would suddenly feel disoriented and dazed while Owen could do nothing but watch them reappear on the opposite end of the hallway. He had made it to the door but not gone through it yet and not he had to get Katrina back. The other brute was on his feet again, as was the ice man. They both ran at Owen who threw them aside with a wave of his hand. The larger man crashed into the iceman and the iceman seemed to be having a hard time dealing with the pain. Yet this was not a victory. Owen reached out toward Katrina with his mind. He was going to pull her back towards him but moments before he did a loud boom broke the air and a gust of wind ripped through the hallway. Owen felt the blood leaking out of his stomach before he felt the pain and he felt that before he knew what had happened. The speedster had come. He stood with a bloodied knife in his hand only a few feet from Owen who was now struggling to do anything with his powers. The brutes were standing up and even the iceman was making progress to get vertical. Owen dropped to a kneel one moment and in the next he was back on his feet. He pressed down on the seven triangular puncture wounds on his abdomen and then pushed down on everything else with his mind. The speedster, the brutes, the iceman, every piece of furniture, all of it blew away from Owen. The assailants were pinned but they were fighting to resist the telekinetic strength Owen could muster. He wanted to get to Katrina but he couldn't. He couldn't feel his legs. He couldn't move at all. His eyelids began to droop but he did not slip out. He stumbled backwards into the door that would lead him into the holding area. It did not open but it held him up as he pushed everything else in the hallway against the walls. He was trying to make a path for Katrina to get to him but he could hear the footsteps of backup coming to help the security.
Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | Not In Costume
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2018 9:50 am
╔════════════╗ Katrina Knight ╚════════════╝Minerva✬The Doctor Damn teleporters. Katrina was getting really tired of being manhandled by them. The world suddenly shifted under her feet. Luckily, for Kat at least, they all seemed much more interested in killing Owen than harming her. One could only assume the goal was to neutralize him and then capture her. They had already succeeded in separating them. She had lost her grip on the brutes clothing and he took advantage of both his grip on her arm and her momentary disorientation by slang her into the near by wall. A boom echoed down the hall and a whirlwind of air. Katrina recovered in time to see Owen bleeding from the abdomen. It had only been seconds since the teleporter had grabbed her, yet everything had fallen apart since. She acted with one goal in mind. If she could reach Owen she could heal him. She moved to blind the teleporter, the only move that seemed semi effective against them. She hadn't gone more than 3 steps down the path Owen had created when he appeared in front of her, if a little off to the side. She flung him to the side and kept going but by then back up had arrived. Kat had closed almost half the distance when a wall of ice started to grow out of the floor. She knew she wasn't going to make it so she did the only she could to help Owen. She stretched a arm out towards him and he would feel his clothing tightening around his abdomen, much like a medical bandage, to help stem the bleeding. She was of course unaware that he has already done that with his telekinesis. At the very least if he lost concentration he wouldn't immediately start gushing blood again. The last thing he would see was Kat turning to face the reinforcements coming up behind her before the ice wall finished forming. ✬April 11 2012 ✬ In Costume✬
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2018 12:23 pm
Owen Hunt
"No... No!" The first outcry being soft and the second carrying a great deal of emotion, Owen tried to lunge forward towards Katrina. He tried to reach out with his mind and pull her to him but he couldn't. It was only after the wall had formed that Owen realized that Katrina had tightened his costume to stem the blood flow. That meant he would not have too so he released his own hold. Two efforts to stem the bleeding certainly were more effective than one but Owen needed to be able to use his powers to defend himself. He reached his hand out towards the wall off ice and tried to break it. First he tried a blunt hammer to it but nothing happened. then he tried to carve lines to weaken it but he could not produce a strong enough force with his currently scattered mind. He tried this for almost an entire minute before the door behind him slid open revealing the chamber they had been moving towards.The room was vast and from his place next to the wall of ice Owen could see a number of pods, most in his view were empty or the liquid inside was too cloudy for him to see what rested within the liquid. The sight drew his curiosity but his fear for Katrina was dominant. He wanted to help her but he could not get through the wall. He could try and try and try but he wouldn't break it. So Owen resolved to find something that would help him do so. He stumbled forward, left hand holding his bleeding abdomen, into the holding area. Into darkness.
Unbeknownst to Owen, as soon as the wall had completely formed to cut off Katrina from Owen, Sam teleported in. He held a knife in hand and lung it at the ground a few feet in front of him only for the knife to bury itself in the leg of the speedster who had run at him. The speedster toppled over and then Sam punted him in the head to keep him on the ground. "Aethon, I have Katrina but Azrael was separated. I can't see through the barrier so I can't go after him," and without the security room feed he would not be able to get into the room Owen was in. They would have to get back to the security room. Andrea was en route but last Sam heard she had encountered some security in the halls. With the speedster down and Katrina restraining the teleporter the only problems left in the room were the strongman and the iceman. Both of whom had now stood and began moving towards the duo of heroes.
Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | In Costume
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 9:00 pm
╔════════════╗ Katrina Knight ╚════════════╝Minerva✬The Doctor In the room Owen would find the same man who had been running the machine drilling into Katrina's skull. He looked a little worse for wear thanks to Owen throwing him into the ceiling a few hours earlier, and very agitated. His left arm was in a sling and the left side of his face was bruises up, likely due to the landing rather than the throwing. He hadn't bothered fixing his clothing or his hair either. Both had been impeccable during their first, brief, interaction, but now he had a rather disheveled looked about him. He typed on a computer terminal with his good hand while muttering for the computer to hurry up. While the tanks labeled F through B were empty, the one closest to the Doctor, tank A had a protective metal sleeve around it preventing any from seeing within. It was labeled A-001 and likely related to Katrina since she had told Owen they had called her A-016. Movement caught his peripheral vision and he looked up to see Owen. His expression changed rapidly in the span of a few seconds. First fear and panic as he recognized the man, or rather the mask of the man, who threw him into the ceiling and stole his most promising test subject. He almost pushed the button on the computer which would summon his remaining security. Those who weren’t dealing with the Horsemen already were busy loading the contents of tank B. He stopped though as his eyes took in Owens posture. The way he was hunched over, a hand clutching his stomach, the dark, wet splotch he knew would be crimson if Owen’s clothing had been white. Unless he was severely mistaken under that mask was a face pale from blood loss and an expression full of pain. Perhaps the men he had sent to stop them hadn’t been completely useless after all. Fear was replaced with smug condescension. ”I didn't expect you to return so soon Mr. Hunt.” He grinned, his teeth showing slightly, as he pulled a small pistol from inside his lab coat and aimed it towards Owen. “I'll have to give you credit for making it this far, but I am afraid this is the end of the line. It's a shame you won't get to see my final product. I think you would quite like it. A-016 was close. The closest I've gotten, but she was not yet perfect.”Katrina wasn't able to react to Owen's shout or the pain in his voice, though it reverberated deep inside her. For the first time in two years she wasn't alone. She had found someone who knew her. Someone who could tell her who she was. Her friends, her family. She just had to save him first. First she had four enemies who had her trapped at the end of the hall to deal with. She couldn't heal him if they took her again. Admittedly things didn't look good for her, but she wouldn't go down without a fight. Fortunately as she was preparing herself for a fight someone teleported in next to her. Katrina didn't immediately recognize Sam, though she had her suspicions when he knifed the Speedster. Once he started speaking, those suspicions were confirmed. She had to wonder if he had a precog ability to go with the teleportation to know in advance where the speedster would be, but it wasn't the time for questions. “He's injured severely, we need to hurry.” She reported to him quickly. That was all the time they had for conversation as the teleporter was on the move again. This time Katrina was ready. He moved to grab her from behind while the other two advanced from the end of the hall, but instead Katrina grabbed him, threw him over her shoulder and slammed him into the ground. He was so surprised he didn't even think to teleport away. She followed up by throwing him into a wall a second time. He didn't get up after that. It all happened in a matter of seconds. Then Katrina turned her attention to helping Sam with the other two, causing their pants to trip their owners. 'Of course he did.' Andrea thought to herself as she reloaded the dart gun full of knockout darts. It didn't have that satisfying feeling of her pistol, or even the crossbow, but even Andrea couldn't argue these men deserved to die. Not at least until they knew what was happening here. Obviously whatever mission Owen wrote about in his note to her had gone wrong, but that was about all she knew. Sam had teleported in, threw her costume at her and told her Owen was in trouble. As pissed as she was, she wasn't leave him on his own. Okay maybe she found the note a it touching too, but she would deny it if anyone asked. “I've got most of the security down. Be there soon.” She reported back to Sam, while looking down smugly at the three unconscious guards in the hall. Didn't even known what happened to them, thanks to her invisibility. Then, once she had finished reloading, Andrea took off at light jog towards Sam and Katrina, keeping to the balls of her feet to prevent making too much sound while moving at a good speed so she could clear anymore guards between Katrina, Sam and the security room. ✬April 11 2012 ✬ In Costume✬
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2018 8:40 pm
Owen Hunt
Owen's first thought was to reach out with his mind and back the man against the floor but when he tried to he found the strain more painful than it was worth. So he thought he would just fling the gun out of the scientist's hand. Nope. He tried again and found that the pain in his stomach was preventing him from moving the gun with his mind. Unfortunate... Owen thought he had gotten passed pain being a physical barrier to his powers. He had. In honesty his current blockage had nothing to do with the fact he had been repeatedly stabbed at hundreds of miles an hour. It was Katrina and all the mystery around her. When the man pulled a small pistol from his lab coat and took aim, Owen began walking towards him. Owen's suit and mask were bulletproof and his body nearly was. None of the bullets in that tiny gun would stop Owen. He felt the first shot the most. The impact against his shoulder as the force diffused against the fabric. It hurt. The second shot hurt even more because it found home right next to one of the holes in Owen's stomach. The bullet caused more tearing over the wound and for a moment it seemed that Owen was going to drop. He had stumbled backward slightly and let out a notable groan in pain but then he pressed forward. Owen didn't feel the third shot because the man missed him and he didn't feel the fourth because it wasn't possible for his abdomen to hurt any more in that moment than it already did. There would be no fifth shot because Owen had reached the man and ripped the gun out of his hands. Owen tossed the gun across the room and grabbed the man by the throat. He wanted to lift him but he couldn't. Hell he couldn't even squeeze all that hard on the man's throat. "Talk."
Sam was grateful for the assistance with the two guards and when he noticed that they were beginning to trip he teleported behind them with his arms and legs spread wide. He came crashing down onto the two pillow like men and then rolled onto his feet. One of them seemed to be standing up so Sam kicked him in the head. The duo did not rise after that. "We will hold out until you get here and then we can go together." Sam reported back to Andrea through the comm system. Once that was over he clapped his hands and began to sway impatiently. "How you doing?" Sam asked Katrina. Before she could respond Andrea would have arrived and after that Sam just followed her to the security room.
Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | In Costume
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2018 2:51 pm
╔════════════╗ Katrina Knight ╚════════════╝Minerva✬The Doctor “D-don't kill me.” The man stammered, the whites of his eyes flashing in fear. All the former swag and arrogance had vanished completely as his weapon had proven utterly ineffective before it was ripped from his hand, revealing the coward this man ultimately was. “You want your wife back right? I can give that to you!” He shouted in desperation. Other than grasping at Owen's arm, he was too paralyzed by fear to make a real attempt at escaping. “B-bring A-106 back and I can give her whatever memories you want. Erase Katrina and s-she can be Alice and you can have your family back, but not if you kill me.” Katrina glanced back at the ice wall which had separated her and Owen. “Worried.” She told Sam honestly. Owen hadn't been in good shape when she had last seen him. She had finally found her link to the past. The family had friends she had been searching for this whole time. The people who could tell her who she was, only to have the man who gave all of that to her ripped away. She was determined to get to Owen before anything could happen to him. So when Andrea appeared at the end of the hall Kat didn't hesitate to job after her. They didn't encounter and further security, just the unconscious laying on the ground. In the security room Andrea wasn't no time in taking a seat in the chair, her fingers flying over the keyboard. It didn't take long to pull up Owen on the main screen, since they already knew where he had last been seen, so the room behind the hall was the logical first place to look. Owen's voice came over the speakers as he grasped the man's throat. “Tal k.” And the man started tripping over his words as if he couldn't get them out fast enough. “I think Azreal has it handled.” Andrea commented quietly so they could hear the doctor. Better to not interrupt the interrogation now. ✬April 11 2012 ✬ In Costume✬
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Deadly_Tiger Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2018 4:20 pm
Owen Hunt
It was fortunate that fear weakened the doctor because if he had made any real effort to remove Owen's arm he would have found that Owen was quite lacking in physical strength at the moment. He was using his telekinesis to keep himself standing and it was causing some strain. Slowing the blood flow had not stopped it from flowing and so Owen was still losing blood. The gunshot that had torn open one of his stab wounds did not help. There was a loud ringing noise in his ears now and he didn't entirely know what the cause of it was but he was trying to ignore it so he could hear the doctor. What he did hear caused a change. Owen released the man's throat and stumbled back a little from him. Any camera in the room suddenly tilted so that Owen and the doctor were not in the field of view. The others would still be able to hear what was said but not see the events unfold. Owen peeled his mask off his face and tossed it onto the floor. His hair clung to his head with sweat and the same liquid could be found in an abundance of beads dripping off Owen's face. His breathing was heavy and shaky. His skin was pale from the blood loss. The man seemed to be aware of who Owen was and the mask was beginning to interfere with his breathing. Owen said nothing for a lot longer than he should have. He was balancing the man's words against what he knew was right. If he could have Alice back, why shouldn't he? Had he not given up enough to take one thing back? He deserved to be happy with Alice. What this man was offering... it wouldn't bring Alice back. Owen knew that and that was why it was easy to refuse. It wouldn't be Alice, it would be that scientist's approximation of her. Owen made his decision. There were still things he needed to do here. His resolve strengthened his mind and with it control of his powers returned. Slightly. Owen's grip tightened (really just him pressing down on his hand with telekinesis because he physically couldn't squeeze anymore) and he spoke. "Where is Alice?"
Meanwhile back in the security room Sam was getting a little upset about the cameras being moved. "I'll bet you he took off his mask. He always pulls that. Move the security cameras and then boom! Mask off. I don't know how his identity has not gone public yet." Okay so maybe not upset but he did not enjoy that they wouldn't be able to see the show. "Does anyone think we should maybe go in there and help? He did get stabbed a lot. He is a tough guy but I think we have all been stabbed enough to know it actually does do damage."
Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | In Costume
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 7:52 pm
╔════════════╗ Katrina Knight ╚════════════╝Minerva✬The Doctor The scientist seemed relieved when Owen let go. He was confident the man would take up the offer. After all, who would give up the once in a lifetime opportunity to get back their loved ones, even if they weren't quite perfect. One day soon though. So he was very surprised when Owen gripped his hand around his throat once more, with a new resolve. He should have lied. Directed Owen out to the truck where his associates were. Instead, mind paralyzed by fear, he pointed to the last remaining cylinder with the metal covering. Andrea gave a little snort of amusement at Sam's rant. “That's probably how these guys know who he is.” She said as she stood from the chair, apparently in preparation for Sam to teleport them. That God Sam joined the team. Owen was way too serious all the time. “Let's go.” Katrina agreed after a moment. That moment being after Owen answered the doctor. Had he moved the cameras to accept the doctors proposal? They couldn't see and the silence had stretched out. Even know when he asked where Alice was, she couldn't help but wonder if she was walking into a trap now. She knew she couldn't leave him to bleed to death on the chance that he was however, so she kept quiet and agreed to go with the other two. “Can you still teleport us with the cameras moved?” She asked, being unfamiliar with his powers. ✬April 11 2012 ✬ In Costume✬
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 9:41 pm
Owen Hunt
Immediately after the doctor told Owen where Alice was, Owen tossed the man aside. He reached out with his mind and ripped the metal sleeve off of the cylinder. It was hard at first but once he managed to break one part of it the rest came off easily. Odd how Owen reflected that last sentence. The more of the metal he tore off, the lower his heart sank. When the sleeve was gone and all that remained was a tube with the floating body of Owen's wife. His breath caught in his throat and Owen fell to a his knees. The pain in his stomach had rendered his legs weak but it was seeing Alice again that took them out from under him. She was floating in the cylindrical tank wearing only enough to keep her decent. Owen couldn't look at her face because it tortured him to see her so lifeless. He averted his gaze and in doing so saw a new injury, a scar along her abdomen. There was a moment where Owen didn't have any idea why she had the new incision and then he realized what had happened. His eyes, red and wet with forming tears, widened and shifted towards the doctor as rage filled him. "WHERE IS SHE!" Owen shouted at the top of his lungs before scrambling across the floor to the doctor. Owen climbed on top of the man and began squeezing his throat with both hands. The doctor wouldn't have been able to reply with how tightly Owen was squeezing now. Owen didn't care. Not anymore. They took his daughter.
"Oh yeah, easy." Sam said confidently while looking at the monitors. "I just need to figure out which wall is on what side of the room otherwise we may end up somewhere... else." Sam didn't clarify what he meant by that. He took a few more seconds and then turned to Katrina and Andrea. Sam hugged the two in a sorta improvised group hug and a moment later they would feel all the air in their lungs pulled right out. Then they would appear in the room with Owen and the scientist. When he saw what Owen was doing he dropped the girls and ran over. "Owen stop! OWEN!" Sam grabbed Owen's shoulder and managed to pull him off the doctor rather easily due to Owen's injuries but as soon as Sam had pulled him off Owen began crawling back towards the doctor in a rage. Sam grabbed Owen's leg and began pulling him away from the doctor which looked really funny and only worked because Owen was hurt. "Help! Help please!" Sam didn't sound desperate as much as he sounded irked by trying to hold Owen back all by himself.
Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | In Costume
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2018 3:42 pm
╔════════════╗ Katrina Knight ╚════════════╝Minerva✬The Doctor “Daaammmmn.....” Andrea dragged out the word in an almost admiring tone when she saw Owen trying to strangle the doctor. She would have been happy to let it happen, but Sam intervened by pulling an almost rabid Owen of off the guy. Guy deserved almost definitely deserved whatever Owen was going to do to him. Sam asked for help though and she wasn't the type to stand by and watch him struggle even if she did disagree, so Andrea put one of her domes over the scientist guy. She wasn't exactly kind about it since she made it small enough that he wouldn't be able to stand up, or really move anywhere. It was different than how she normal used this ability since she made it opaque to break Owen's eye contact with the guy. Suddenly Katrina was face to face with herself. She froze as her eyes fell upon the woman identical to herself floating in a glass cylinder with various tubes protruding from her. Or nearly identical for the woman in the tube had scars while Katrina, thanks to her healing ability, had none. Finally all of the shouting managed to pull her back to reality. Katrina turned to see Owen desperately clawing his way towards an opaque looking dome on the floor. With a wave of her hand the sleeves of his costume would wrap around him like a straight jacket. Katrina rushed to his side without thinking about the consequences of seeing her face in this moment might be. Instead she rolled him onto his back with her powers and knelt beside him, placing one hand on his chest and leaning over him slightly so her face was above his. “Breath Owen.” She instructed softly. “Deep breaths.” She could feel through the contact that he was in bad shape. It might have been wiser to try to wait for him to calm down first, but she started healing him right away. ✬April 11 2012 ✬ In Costume✬
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2018 11:23 am
Owen Hunt
Owen waited, but his anger did not wither. He knew he would not be able to reach the man with the other three members of his team restraining his body. At least not until Katrina had healed his abdomen. His body still hurt and he was light headed due to blood loss but now that the wounds had closed and the pain was fading he was becoming more focused on the singular answer he wanted. Sam knew this much, he could feel it through the mental link he had established when they entered the room. Owen was just waiting to lash out again. "Keep him held down when you are done, he is going to attack again." Sam advised Katrina before jogging over to Andrea. "Owen isn't thinking straight and I don't think that any of us are going to be able to calm him down. We should take as much as we can from the building and then get out of here before he does something he will hypocritically tell us not to do later."
"They took Evie... he took Evie..." Owen seemed to be mumbling it to himself more than to Katrina. Evelyn was his daughter's name, shortened by Alice to Evie, but no one other than Sam would have known that. Sam only knew because his father was the man who trained Owen and he had found the records his father kept during his tenure on the team.
Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | In Costume
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2018 9:17 pm
╔════════════╗ Katrina Knight ╚════════════╝Minerva✬The Doctor “On it.” Was all Andrea said before jogging over to the computer terminal. Sam didn't need to tell her twice as it was easy to see Owen was out of his mind with rage. She began working as quickly as she could, plugging a USB into the computer and downloading as much information as she could. Luckily it was still logged in under the scientist so it made things a lot easier. Meanwhile, Katrina was working to keep Owen calm while she healed him. Unfortunately keeping him physically wrapped up was only so useful with a telekentic. “Who is Evie?” She asked in the same soft voice, though she wasn't entirely sure he was listening to her and therefore if he would answer. If only she could heal the pain so clearly written on his face but she could only heal the physical, not the emotional or mental. ✬April 11 2012 ✬ In Costume✬
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2018 9:46 pm
Owen Hunt
Owen did not respond to Katrina. He couldn't bear to explain it to her. It hurt enough to hear someone with Alice's face and voice ask the question. His graze drifted passed Katrina and towards the ceiling where it remained. He focused on his breathing and his heart rate, a technique the last Azrael had taught him and the others when Owen was fifteen. It helped him to clear his mind but most importantly it helped him decide what he would do next. With each breath he calmed a little but not enough to really make a difference. The technique wasn't working because he had too much stress. He was going to lash out again but he needed to see the man to do it.
Meanwhile Sam had gone to secure an escape route for the four of them. When he was done he reappeared in the room and walked over to Andrea. "How much longer do you need? I sent an anonymous tip to the SIA so they are on the way. I give them about ten minutes with the traffic we saw on the way in." Sam asked and reported before moving over to the tube with Alice in it. Owen wasn't looking anymore but it was still hard to look at. He'd met Alice once or twice at Horseman events he crashed to fight with his dad. She didn't deserve this. Nobody ever got what they deserved. "The SIA will take care of this." Sam lied. Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | In Costume
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2018 9:19 pm
╔════════════╗ Katrina Knight ╚════════════╝Minerva✬The Doctor "Give me nine and a half minutes. What are we going to do about him?" Andrea asked Sam, nodded vaguely towards the opaque dome the doctor was currently trapped in, though most of her attention was focused on the screen in front of her. There was so much information here it would take weeks to sort through, and she only had a few minutes to try to decide what files to prioritize and save to the USB. All of it wasn't an option. The transfer would take to long, and there wasn't enough room on the drive anyway. She would never get her full nine and a half minutes though. It wasn't long after that she angerly smacked the computer before pulling the thumb drive. "I'm locked out." As it turned out it didn't matter anyway because they were about to have bigger issues. Owen seemed to have calmed down a bit. If looks could kill they would all probably be dead. His jaw was clenched and he looked like he was trying to ignite the ceiling throw shear force of will, but at least he wasn't struggling anymore. Katrina allowed her gaze to wander over to the tube with her floating inside. It was difficult to look at, yet she couldn't look away in the same way people often described bad accidents. It was all so surreal. Her contemplation was suddenly cut off by a migraine suddenly flaring up. s**t. Already she could feel her control over the clothing holding Owen down weakening. Within seconds she would lose control completely. "Guys, I need a little help over here." Unfortunately only Owen knew about her problem with her powers. ✬April 11 2012 ✬ In Costume✬
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2018 8:46 am
Owen Hunt
Ironically enough Owen was trying to ignite the ceiling. He was trying to use his powers to move the particles of air fast enough to create combustion. It was an exhausting effort and very unlikely to succeeded but Owen knew deep down that he was only doing it to distract himself. He was dedicating himself to one action in order to prevent himself from doing something far worse. Breathing had failed him so he was kinda desperate to find a way to keep himself from going full murder. Then he felt the cloth that was binding him begin to loosen and he remembered that Katrina was not in complete control of her powers. He knew in that moment that he could cut through the cloth and attack the dome but he did not. There would have been no point. Sam would have stopped him or Andrea would have. So instead Owen just sat in his anger and hate and waited to be moved.
"The SIA will deal with him we just need to tie him to something." Sam said as he looked over to Katrina who seemed the most equip to tie people up. The lock out wasn't great news but there wasn't much else they could really do about it now. They had to get out of the facility. "I'll take Azrael. Aethon can you get Katrina out on your own or should I come back and get you two too?" Day: April 11, 2012 | Alias: Azrael | In Costume
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