May 10th: The Fang and Talon....

by **Nick Varkan** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:00 pm

"Well since nobody's offered, I'll take care of your clothes," Nick said to Chloe.

by **Chloe Grant** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:01 pm

"Thanks." Chloe said. A few minutes later, a cockatoo flew out of the alley, heading towards the building.

by **Nick Varkan** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:03 pm

He stepped over to the edge of the alley to keep an eye on things.

Shifting without stripping is such a gyp.

by **Narrator** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:08 pm

Chloe could see there was a cop car in the back, too, though, oddly enough, it seemed to be empty at the moment.

by **Chloe Grant** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:11 pm

Chloe flew another circuit of the building, to see if she could spot anything else.

by **Narrator** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:27 pm

About five blocks away, there was a group of 20-year olds smoking in a back alleyway, which wasn't particularly unusual.

They were listening to the radio, which wasn't particularly unusual.

They were listening to the police band, which...might be slightly unusual.

by **Bobby Bowen** » Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:37 pm

Bobby shifted on his feet, waiting for Chloe to report.

by **Chloe Grant** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 12:05 am

Chloe landed, and reported what she'd seen.

by **Bobby Bowen** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 12:16 am

"Ok, so we've got a problem, then. I'll go check on the kids with the Police radio.."

by **Chloe Grant** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 12:30 am

"Iiiiiiii'llllllll beeeeeeee iiiiiinnnnnnnn tthhhhhhhheeeeeeee ssskkkkkkkkkkyyyyyyyyy." Chloe squawked "Keeeeeeeepppp waaaaattttttchhhh."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 12:50 am

The other group weren't really paying attention as Bobby approached.

by **Robert West** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 1:37 am

Rob stood in the shadows, watching the scene carefully.

by **Meg A Ohm** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:38 am

"I could short out either group's radios," Meg said, "but I don't know if that'll make a difference. It'll probably put them more on alert than anything else. But it's an option if we need it."

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 1:33 pm

"I could just teleport us in," Cal finally said, not really wanting to fight police officers.

by **Meg A Ohm** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 2:15 pm

"Might work. I've never been 'ported by you. Does it leave us wobbly for a time afterward?"

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 3:49 pm

"Awww, are you worried you can't take it," Cal said, smirking.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 4:57 pm

*CODE 63! CODE 63!*

Two of the officers from the cars suddenly made a dash into the building!

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 5:10 pm

"On the other hand, maybe being out here is the best thing," Cal reasoned.

by **Kathrin Schmidt** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 5:23 pm

"Ah fuck... Cal, port in, port whoever looks like they belong to us out, I'll try to stall them." she makes a snap decision and reaches out towards the cops with her power and tries to root them to the ground, though she's a bit far away to do an optimal job...

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 5:26 pm

"What th!?" one of the cops shouted, finding himself rooted to the floor.

"Steve, I can't move!"

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 5:32 pm

The group in the alleyway, five blocks away, shut off their radio, and quickly began packing something up.

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 6:51 pm

"Not the kind of criminal I ever wanted to be, but what the hell," Cal muttered. HAL, put me in. Eighth floor, room 816 if you can, high power economy, I want to be ready for a fast second jump if we need it.

Code: Select all: Enganging bodyslide.

Cal vanished in a muted golden flash, beaming to what he hoped would be the right room.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:22 pm

Cal would find himself in the lobby on the 8th floor of the building, right by the elevators.

From down the hall, coughing could be heard as the smoke alarm went crazy.

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:30 pm

Fuck. HAL, can we do that 'electrostatic air purifying' crap yet?

Code: Select all: With limited success.

Better than nothing. Let's see what's going on. Give me all visual options, I don't want to get blinded by smoke.

And, despite his better judgement, Cal headed down the hall to try to find either 816 or the fire. or both.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:32 pm

In front of room 816 was a police officer, down on all fours, coughing, as a foul green smoke billowed out.

No heat, though.

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:38 pm

Oh, hell. HAL, lock on this guy, bodyslide him out, put him in the alley next to the building. Then I want you to hack the local emergency services and put this into their computer without having to make a call.

Code: Select all: Initiating bodyslide.

Even as the bodyslide activated, Cal held his breath and rushed into the apartment.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:43 pm

Rather hard to see through the smoke, but there was a dead body in there---and more than that, the body had two large gashes down the back, from shoulderblade down to mid-back. He also had had his head smashed in.

There was...a LOT of blood.

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:59 pm

Code: Select all: Oxygen conservation initiated.

HAL, get me a fix on whatever's making this goddamn smoke.

Code: Select all: Acknowledged. Analyzing substance and air currents.

Cal didn't want to stick in there too long for obvious reasons. He switched to ultrasound to try to get a picture of the dead guy that way, then started searching for anyone else that was in the apartment.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:00 pm

The gas was a chlorine based-gas, heavily concentrated, highly dangerous.

There was no other motion in the apartment--the back rooms were filled with various techy stuff, all in various states of disarray.

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:03 pm

Probably some ass messing with bleach and something else. HAL, get me the fuck out of here.
And, without further ado, Cal beamed back to the group, gasping in a breath as soon as it was safe to do so. "Not good," he gasped.

by **Nick Varkan** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:04 pm

"What happened?"

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:06 pm

"Only guy in the apartment is very, very dead, and the place is full of toxic fumes," Cal rasped as micro-filters in his lungs worked on venting out trace fumes in them.

by **Nick Varkan** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:11 pm

"Fuck. Needles better not find a way to blame us for this."

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:23 pm

"Fuck that. Needles better be able to convince us he didn't set us up for anything," Cal shot back. "Fucking lowlife prick."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:51 pm

"...tdy'ou MEAN he didn't have the shit?"

by **Nick Varkan** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 9:15 pm

Nick went quiet, trying to pinpoint the direction of the voice.

by **Meg A Ohm** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:25 pm

Before Meg could give smarmy reply, she saw the cops dash toward the building. A second later, she saw them stop, unable to move forward. It didn't take much to guess that Kat had locked up their legs.

Extending both hands, Meg send an EM pulse toward both the officers and their car, hoping to short out their radios. If it took out a street lamp or two in that immediately area, however, she wasn't going to be too upset.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:44 pm

And THIS caused the police to notice the direction the attacks were coming from.

"JESUS!" one shouted, as the radio overloaded in a loud squawk.

"Over there! A bunch of bloody gangbangers!"

by **Robert West** » Sun Jan 16, 2011 2:36 am

"Well, this is just peachy," Rob muttered, stepping out of the shadows.

by **Narrator** » Sun Jan 16, 2011 2:41 am

The people in the alleyway heard the commotion...

...and started running like hell.

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