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  1. When Barney entered from the other side of the room, he looked over to Lucretia and nodded. "So what is it now?" Seeing the Gorgon Survival victim Sylvia again made him smile inwardly. Now here was a woman who had every right to hate life, but didn't seem to. She lived more than most he knew. His own reasoning for that was simple, Perhaps the way she clung to life was why she lived. If she'd given up she'd become immobile like everyone else who ran afoul of the gorgons. "Good to see you weren't lost in the shuffle like some of the team, Sylvia."
  2. "When you deal with Gods, make sure you know the fine print. You know my history, I don't really trust them. They always make promises, and find was to get out of them."
  3. The werewolf shook his head. "No, nothing really. I'd just prefer we get down to buisness."
  4. "Sorry, not my sort of music." He nodded politely moving to get something to drink and his thoughts turned inward. This was looking like it was going to be an interesting cell, and he quietly wondered just what they were all being drawn together for. Lucretia wasn't talking, having already dodged the issue twice. He didn't give a fart over her getting her eye back, making deals with Gods always had unseen strings. Hopefully she'd thought about that before she made whatever bargain she had.
  5. Barney'd been content to watch the others. He'd never heard of an ambulatory victim of a Gorgon, so Sylvia definitely intrigued him. The gamesprite from a possessed Video game, well it was weird, but considering his heritage, there was far worse he figured. Then the vampire pulled her little stunt and his eyes narrowed considerably. "So did you play Hamlin as well?" he offered a thin smile, he didn't know many bloodsuckers who didn't play some sort of instrument. "Great way to gather information, and keep tabs on people. Abit low-tech in the modern age, but why fix what isn't broken eh?"
  6. "As if wolves need the leavings from your table." It was all he allowed himself to say, wondering if these two old birds were going move straight to making out with each other here, or if they'd go get a room first.
  7. "The previous cell was nearly wiped out. That doesn't mean they're going to assemble a new cell to send on the same mission. Think for a second. They'd not waste assets on such a task without having a better idea of what the new cell was to face. That just isn't how our government functions." "As for beheading, they are known for it, predominantly regarding infidels to their religion. Still, not much of a threat to a prepared group,. My guess is they found something more than a bunch of ragheaded fanatics. I trust you've reports on this, or is there some other task you've called us here for?" He speared the Lady with his gaze, feeling no need for small talk and what-if's.
  8. It was at that moment that A fairly tall yet otherwise nondescript man entered. He was just shy of two meters tall, with shaggy black hair and a lean face. The only standout feature became obvious to those who saw his eyes. He looked at the world through yellow eyes, like those of some great dark Wolf, which in the most traditional sense, was very true. He wore jeans and an old AC/DC t-shirt under his black duster and nodded once to the Lady. "Sorry about that, Lady,I cleaned up that disturbance, and have the usual form that accompanies my work." He'd worked with Lucy before, she was one of the rare people that knew his vulnerability, his story. Stone girl posed some interesting questions, and he couldn't help but smile. It was always nice finding out you weren't the only one the fates showed their sense of humor. "I'll start. I'm Barnabas Bertram Wolffe. It's easier and preferred that you just call me Barney." For those who possessed greater senses, he smelled mostly of old leather and charcoal.
  9. Name- Barnabas Bertram Wolffe Age- 28 Height- 6'4 Mass- 105 kg eyes- yellow hair- black Barney is not the nicest man around. Far from it. He's the one sent in when heads need bashing, when the shit hits the fan, and only the ass-kicking power of a Flame aspected werewolf will do. To this end the government has employed him. Often he's called to fight and quench fires as well, as he has an innate ability to eat the flames and use them to power himself. He's not on the best of terms with everyone, and many only know of rumors of a blazing wolf that soon shows up to crush those who cause a stir with the human population. Barney is a world class combatant, with near mastery of hand to hand fighting as well as great skill in ranged combat. He tends to carry knives of all sorts within his many pocketed duster as well as a pair of handguns for the more mundane things. Some of his favorite monsters to attack are goblins, they always use fire weapons, which have no affect on him. in an odd turn of events, silver has no effect on him as it does on normal werewolves. What does is gold. Only one other person knows of this weakness as they discovered it together. His ex, Wanda, had bought him a necklace with a pointed cross, it pricked his skin and burned him.. revealing this weakness to them both. She of course believed it to be the holy symbol, while he knew it was the metal. She left him shortly afterwards, and has devoted herself to finding a way to save him. Few save his Handler know the story of his favorite nickname, Hotstreak, but most wisely have learned not to ask. He'll tell when he wishes someone to know. Pictures
  10. From his Vantage point in the sky, Daniel knew this would not be so easy. He targeted the centermost of the four dreads, lashing our with a torrent of fire hopefully to fry its circuitry and melt the armor. His own body was wreathed in what looked like orange-red flames, the manifestation of his defensive aura. ,, With their bristling armaments, he wondered if the heat from his attack might set off a chain reaction in the mechanoid mutant-killer, wondering what it would take for the fuel in its missiles to ignite. "Oh Hell." he muttered under his mask, knowing there was a good chance Alex's attacks could do the same. ,, "Keep them in the open, don't let them get close to abuilding!"
  11. Daniel's going to attack the centermost Dread, as he doesn't want to risk setting fire to a building. His Shield is active. ,, First die is mega http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4270515/ [9,1,9,10,1,3,8,5,2,5,7 6 successes base Damage is [4]+8d10L
  12. For Daniel most of that first hour was an exercise in precision use of his abilities, both in taking down what foes crossed his path, and extinguishing the fires they caused. It was more exhilirating than nearly anything else the young mutant had ever done, and despite the carnage, inwardly he reveled in it. They were going to make a real difference here. ,, "Alex even with Sonja's distraction, there's a great chance they know we're coming. Let's hit them one at a time, focus our fire, and we'll take them down faster, hopefully keeping our friends safe in the process." There was a brief acknowledgement, and the two with real "firepower" went to war. ,, Alex designated their first target, and together they unleashed a torrent of raw destructive force, a hellish wash of superheated plasma and flame that reduced the first dreadnaught they battled to a puddle of molten slag. ,, "HELL YEAH!" It was all Daniel had time for as Several of the Dreads turned their attention from the rampaging Giantess towards the pair of airborne mutants, lighting up the sky with energy blasts which the pair mostly managed to avoid. Daniel did take one blast, but his defenses held, and he nodded. "That one next Alex!" ,, Without surprise and the inability to synchronize their attacks as they had on the first Dread, this one proved far tougher, and Daniel considered cutting loose even further, holding back only because he could well remember how much flame that technique created. "A little bit longer,just gotta buy Curtis and Nat a bit more time..."
  13. Daniel's eyes narrowed. "Well, at as stated, we're suited up, and our is to halt things just like this..." He looked over to Director Dumm, and Dr. Hunt. "We are going to go, yes?" He knew they weren't at all ready for this, still sometimes you just had to jump feet first and hit the ground running. ,, He looked around at his fellow students. This was no game, people would get hurt, they might get killed, but they would have to trust each other to work together to keep both of those as close to nil as possible.
  14. Daniel had moved in front of DIana, at the appearance of the Dread, and seeing it shift to approximations of himself and others, he nodded. "Awesome." There was a look in his eyes, and he seemed almost happy. "Do these programs have different levels of difficulty, in as much as I would assume at lower levels they wouldn't really be capable of harming us. Are there settings to simulate real situations, where we can actually be hurt?" It seemed common sense, but he wanted the parameters of this place spelled out. ,, "Not that I'd jump to that right off, but it's important to know what we could be getting into."
  15. Daniel had taken the chance to change into his costume, since all eyes were on Alex and Sonja and the others, Even as Sonja set off in search of Morri. He strode up, already feeling abit better, the Vibranium humming from the thermal energy he put out, and smiled. The shining duo of course drew his gaze as did Caitlin, and he nodded approvingly. "Well at any rate, we can all provide one hell of a distraction to let Ari do her thing."
  16. Daniel made his way to his own locker, thankfully not putting more than his middle initial. He opened it to Reveal a suit the was predominantly black, with red boots and and gloves. A large Red Triangle began with the base at his shoulders and tapered to a point just above the navel. There was a solid black hood as well, he imagined the lenses over the eyes were special as well to allow normal vision." He nodded looking at it. "Well, I do like red and black.. Too bad I don't Teleport." ,, He looked over at Diana and shook his head. "Not with my knowledge, though yeah, it does look like one of those drawings I did but didn't show to anyone else." ,,
  17. Daniel had remained silent up until now, clearly impressed by the entirety of the operation, and nodding as the others spoke. "It is very impressive." ,, Looking to Kia, he smiled. "You're both right, we get to train here, away from everyone else I'd imagine." ,, for Violet he gave an amused nod. "I'd been wondering why I barely ever saw you anymore. I see you've been putting your talents to use." ,, He'd seen the rooms, and knew he'd have an interesting decision to make. To stay with the student body, or separate himself further, and come down here. In truth, due to his mutation, it wasn't really a hard decision, but, he'd not make it rashly. There'd be time for rash decisions later.
  18. Daniel looked to Glacia, "Hungry?" She stared at him a moment then nodded, and then followed him out as they left for the Cafeteria, leaving unspoken the invitation for anyone to join them. They took their food over to one of the smaller tables by a window, and sat down to eat in peace. The entire time, Daniel spent thinking about what had been proposed, what had been said by his fellows, and what Summer had enlightened him about in the months before. ,, Not a word would be exchanged over the course of the meal, he could see Diana was doing much the same, and smiled. She'll probably have thought this through much better than I have.
  19. "I'm in." Daniel said with a calm tone to his voice. "I will do what I have to to help." He looked at Morri. "Not all of them, even now, I still have a good relationship with my parents, and I know I'm not alone in that." ,, He looked to the others. "We need to show everyone we are willing to make a positive impact, and that we are not willing to sit back and tolerate the abuse anymore. We have to show the rest of the world we can police ourselves, and are willing to. They may never trust us, and they'll likely always be some that fear us, but if we can build up the former, and cut down the latter it will be better for everyone."
  20. "You're wrong, I do care. I just haven't given that much thought as to how I can really help." He was seething inwardly, but they did have a point. his outlook was cowardly, and his dreams were small, attainable ones. ,, "I don't like feeling hunted or persecuted at all. That's part of why I'm here, it isn't like that here. In less than a week's time I went from being very popular to being a pariah. My adopted parents suffered too, but they left the choice to come here to me. It's extremely naive to believe that peaceful coexistence will be possible relatively soon, considering the afformentioned mutant seeking killer robots." ,, He looked at Summer, then at Autumn. "I've been training a great deal to further develop my abilities, but my progress isn't all that stellar. Considering I'm not on Drum's good side, any large Pyrokinetic displays tend to get me yelled at. Still I've made some progress. I "Do" want to help." ,, He looked at Summer. "Yes your words anger me, but I admit there's a great deal of truth to them. Thank you at least, for being honest, and making me realize how wrong I have been."
  21. He didn't really like being insulted. His dreams weren't so grandiose as others, he'd settle for just getting by, the only other mutants he really cared about were Diana and Riva if he was being honest. "My plan's not a perfect one in any light. And you're right we could all end up labrats for the regular people, as we get vivisected to see what makes us mutants." ,, "By flaunting their laws, this whole idea of they don't apply to us, we would make them fear us even more. How would that help us? They'd only escalate things further. Aside from that I was hearing you out, until Warren and Oneca decided to start a brawl downstairs. I seem to remember him flying through the air and landing on Autumn, considering how bad I expected things to get, yes I decided to leave." ,, "Not every fight is one you can win, and knowing when not to fight is every bit as important." He knew this whole situation was one he couldn't win, and still he didn't really back down from it. "You both talk about what we'd do, how it is comparable to putting a gun to the heads of other mutants. How do you figure that?" ,, He looked at Summer. "What do you envision for yourself in the future?" ,, he was trying to shunt away all the anger he felt. He didn't need their opinions, but he was learning something, there was something else beyond that "bitch" shell the two of them presented to the rest of the world. His current thoughts led him to believe it was just more "bitch" and it was getting harder to justify staying.
  22. His face remained impassive as she tells him what she really wanted, and gives him a mild rebuke for being too "human" in how he thinks. It didn't really make him mad, as she did have a few points. It actually reminded him of some of the pillowtalk passing between he and Diana as of late, which did make him smile. In truth he'd not really thought much about describing himself to someone else, just trying to be an easy-going guy, keeping his temper in check, and being a good and faithful boyfriend, even if he did let his eyes wander at times. ,, Listening to her tell of her younger days with Autumn, his smile widened. "Sounds like you two have had alot of fun, and really benefit from having and being a sibling." ,, He nodded. "I'll be honest, I've not really thought much of who I am before. I do my best to keep my temper in check, and be what's generally considered "good." I love to fish, though I seldom have the opportunity, which is something I miss about not being in Louisiana to be honest. I stand by my friends, and I don't go back on my word." He wasn't a deep thinker, and he didn't try to hide that fact. "I've been told lately that I'm naive and idealistic, and while those aren't flattering, I do want better for Mutants and humans. I want to change how we mutants are perceived." ,, Looking to Autumn, he nodded. "Worst case Scenario for me, I go back to Louisiana, and become a Sport Guide, taking people hunting and Fishing and getting paid for it. Sounds boring, and it would become so. The worst would be making a job of something I love to do, thus making it less fun, and eventually something I'd dread doing." He sighed. "I have a couple uncles who do it, and they're already burning out after only ten years." This fact seemed to sadden him some, and he nodded. "Something I could do, and Even mentioned to Riva, the next time Wildfires ravage California or the western states or where ever, I could go there and quell them. Maybe not entirely, not right away, but I could help save people, their lives, and livelihoods." ,, "Not really out to make money, I would just like to make things better however I can."
  23. Daniel took in the lavish setup, and their treatment and inwardly was not surprised. They were wealthy, and would spare no expense on their private domain. Still, they were both being "Nice" and for him he found it a pleasant surprise and change. He paid attention to Curtis' story, and nodded. He couldn't comprehend the way Curtis Mind worked, or the speed, the closest comparison was a high spec computer, and hearing that he'd been that way since fourth grade was somewhat disturbing in its own way. It explained alot, regarding his social awkwardness though, as few could think at his level. ,, "There's not all that much to my story, The expression of my X-Gene manifested less than a week before I came here. My father had long thought having me train in martial arts would serve to focus my more rambunctious nature, and one day the dojo where I studied caught fire due to old and faulty wiring. Some of my friends and fellow students were trapped in burning rubble and I began to panic. In a flash I knew I could do something. I commanded the flames to vanish, and they obeyed. It saved the lives of those buried, but the damage had been done. The heat radiating from me was quite evident, and I was later interrogated by the police as to what happened. My story was corroborated by my fellow students and Sensei, and They let me go." ,, His eyes seemed to darken, as his neutral features mirrored his mood, and he almost scowled. "Riva showed up, talking to my parents and I about the School, and then left, when we said we'd think on it. For three days I endured the dirty looks, the physical attacks, and finally I'd had enough, as did my parents. It was a miracle I didn't lash out at anyone, and made the call for Riva to bring me to the School." ,, ,, He sat there a moment, and then sighed. "And that is the first time I've said anything of it in over a year." ,, He looked at each of them, ending on Summer. "As far as telling you about myself, I don't know how much there is to tell. I do my best to generally stay out of trouble now, though I wasn't like that early on. I think I spent half my first year here tethered, or confined to the campus, Something about being a free spirit, and freely using my abilities to make some spectacular fire displays, I think it unnerved the faculty and students." ,, "I had alot of fun though, and gradually I've calmed down, and mostly grown out of all that." ,, He shrugged. "I do admit though, I was enjoying the evening in Dante's before Warren and Oneca decided to throw down with a couple of mutants." ,, Looking at Summer, he smiled. "I have one for you and Autumn. What's it like growing up with an identical twin? I was orphaned as a young child and the parents I know adopted me shortly afterwards. I have no siblings, so I admit I do like hearing about life growing up with them.".
  24. Daniel nodded. "Alright." He knew this was dangerous, for ALL sorts of reasons, but still, he meant it. He'd give Summer the same benefit he gave everyone else, and was going to have as open a mind as possible to give her the chance to make her own impression. "When would you like to do this?" Daniel wondered what this would cost him with Curtis, but he also knew that he could have left if he wanted. Looked like they were both curious to get to know the "Real" Astovik twins.
  25. He looked at her and nodded. "Whenever you're ready, I'm here for you Diana." He stroked her white-blonde hair while his other hand played over her flat stomach. "I'm glad you've chosen to live, with me, Diana. I know it may not have been how you planned it, but It's about the best thing going in my life." "We can both work towards our goals, a place for mutants to call home, a sanctuary, and an understanding of our own nature, what makes us mutants, and what how it pertains to humanity's future." "I'm not a genius on that front, but I promise, you'll have my full efforts to realize both goals, and my attention on anything between you and I." "Having things you want is a good thing, goals, even simple desires, they spur us to strive, to grow."
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