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 Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 4:41 pm
((Thanks. I got new awesome shoes. Damn I love Supras so much.))
Z was not in the habit of following strangers to places unknown. But he was also not in the habit of meeting superpowered individuals nor of being one himself. Today was a day to try new things. "Fine. Take me to your leader." He said after a moment of thought.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 6:04 pm
((Happy birthday.))
Blaine saw Nathan's look and nodded. He took his Light 2 mysticker and gently stuck it on top of Nathan's Mysticker and activated it, allowing the heat generated from the Light 2 augment the heat from Fire 1.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 8:49 pm
Mike's prism fell apart and he figured now was as good a time as any to get a drink of water. He pulled a couple of bottles from his backpack and looked over to Anatoly and set one of the bottles by him for if he wanted it. He then opened his a took a quick drink. As he was drinking a thought occured to him. He wondered if using water as a base would make creating and maintaining his prism any easier. He wasn't sure if it was allowed, but he hadn't been given any rules other than maintain the prism for a hour and not to leave until he did so. He figured he'd try it once and depending on the results he'd either go back to doing it without the water or continue with it until he reached a hour. After he wasn't thirsty he took what was left inside the bottle, activated the mysticker on his hand, and poured it into his palm. As it fell he caught it within the power of the sticker and froze it into the same prism shape. He couldn't really tell if it felt any easier for forming the prism, but hopefully it'd make maintaining it easier for him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:31 pm
"Good man," Bitong said with a smile. They got in and drove to the HQ.
Bitong let Z out and went to park the car. The guard at the door gestured for Z to enter.
Crash's eyes widened as he saw their tactic. The addition of Blaine's Sticker caused Nathan to lose his grip on the arrow, and it flew straight and speedy at Crash.
The General only had time to swing his arms up in defense as he tried to dive to the side. The arrow slammed into his left arm, singeing it badly. He rolled and shook his arm to cool it.
"Good move. Had a friend that was amazing at making Fire Arrows. Simpson, his name was. Very skillful." He resettled himself in a stance, this one more ready to move. "That's one for Nathan."
It made it much easier for Mike.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:32 pm
Anatoly was quite thoroughly lost in his focus on his task.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:34 pm
He also knew that he needed to keep trying, or he would never be allowed to leave the room. Mike seemed to be doing well, and Anatoly was hardly one to be outdone by someone newer than he.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:47 pm
Z hesitated for a moment, he had done that a lot today. He disliked this fact. He decided to change it. He put a determined face on and ruffled his hair, to get it just the way he liked it. He always thought the best when he thought he looked good. He walked straight in as the guard gestured.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:47 pm
((Wow, Joe...just wow...))
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:52 pm
((Haha. You know it was funny.))
Once inside, Z was directed to find a man named Wilde by a passing woman.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:57 pm
Z nodded at the woman's order, not bothering to wonder whether she was important enough to order him around.He went in the direction she told him to.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 10:01 pm
Wilde looked up and saw Z. "Ahh jeez, another new recruit?" Wilde said with a sigh.
He walked forward until they stood face to face. They were almost the same height, but Wilde was significantly more muscular. "Get in there," Wilde said, gesturing to the training room.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 10:08 pm
Mike held his focus. He was pretty sure that using the water was helping him, but he only had a couple more bottles left and he didn't to waste them all on this if he was stuck in here for too much longer. Hopefully he'd be able to get to a hour with them and then go back to training without them. He knew that simply knowing he reached a hour, even with an aid would be enough to push him even harder so he could do it without the water. He still wondered if Wilde would accept this method if he reached a hour while using his self-thought handicap.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 10:12 pm
Anatoly hissed, eyes scrunched shut.
Then, with a jerk, his eyes shot open and Skulltap released. "Damn it!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 10:28 pm
"Yes sir bossman sir." Z said with a quick series of nods. This was no time to be dissenting. Bitong had showed that it had not been an effective method of conversation. He walked into the room as instructed. He was not all that threatened by Wilde, even with his tough-guy/veteran act. He knew he couldn't take him in a fight but he was pretty sure he could outrun him or at least outwit him or some combination therein.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 10:33 pm
Wilde was called away from the door by a grave-faced assistant while they were training. They spoke for a few minutes, and a strange combination of agitation and excitement built in Wilde's face with each minute that passed. After they finished, he went back to the door and slammed it open.
"All right, rookies, listen up. The rules have changed. Your training is done for now, Mike and Yang. This here is Z, and from now on, you three are to work together as a cell. Got it? If one of you fails, you all do.
"For as long as you're with me, I'm your leader. If we get separated for whatever reason, then..." He sighed. "Yang, you're in charge if that happens. Not my choice, but hey."
He looked at them with an odd smirk. "This...could be interesting." There was obviously something he wasn't telling them, but it would not be wise to ask.
"Now. Teamwork will be vital. Who has an idea for a team exercise?"
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