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  1. Ryan had silently watched as they breached the quarantine cordon, resolving to let them go, as well as refuse to assist in returning them there if that truly was their decision to leave. It was their right, as foolish as he thought the decision was. That said, he'd heard every word, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. His senses had drastically expanded, and he hadn't told anyone of this. To that end, he was able to hear everything, and see everything that was happening. "You wanted a demonstration, you're going to get one." he said quietly, to no one in particular, and quickly withdrew his senses back into himself, then it happened. The thunderous boom of a supersonic punch was louder than any he'd ever heard, and forced him to put his hands to his ears and grunt in pain. He couldn't hear anything for over a full minute, even as his body worked to heal the damage to his eardrums. The winds and sand buffeting everyone was an annoyance, and he knew it would be bad if things escalated. Quickly reading the situation, he snatched a clipboard with paper and wrote out "He gave you a demonstration of his powers, he's going to come back. Signal your men to stand down. We don't need to make this an even bigger incident. He's just a kid." He quickly brought it over to the General, and put it in front of him so he could read knowing he likely couldn't hear, same as everyone else. They'd have to find some way to signal the troops to stand down. Luckily they were half a mile from base, so just maybe if they walked as they had to get there, they'd be able to hear by the time they returned.
  2. Ryan had been about to say something to Sebastian, but instead, Donald beat him to the punch, and did so with more eloquence than he had planned. "Your efforts are appreciated by some, if not most of us, as is the reduced length quarantine. I know things are moving fast, and that you're just doing your jobs. That said, I'm glad you've seen it our way." he gave a little nod. "The powers could be dangerous, I think that's established, but all the same, we are still all people, Citizens, with certain rights." He knew the score better than most after so long in the service, but even he'd become annoyed. "I'm going to fly around abit. I won't go up high or anything, but I would like it known and recorded that I have informed you of this, before I do so. I'd rather not get shot." Once they nodded, understanding that he didn't want it to seem that he was trying to escape, Ryan simply rose from the ground about a foot, and began to move around still "standing" upright, but his legs didn't move nor did his feet touch the ground. He paused to smile at the others like him, and then moved on. He stayed in the general area, before dropping to the ground and nodding. "I guess i should use the one you probably want to see more too."
  3. Ryan nodded. "Any help I can be in transporting equipment here, I'll gladly give. No one wants to extend this quarantine, and if you'll trust us as much as you want us to trust you, then we can all be out of here faster, and get on with our lives." The Former Air Force pilot nodded. He understood how the others felt, the desire to leave, but he knew the government would only let them go when they were certain they weren't an immediate danger to those around them. He also understood, that no matter what, from now on that they'd be watched and scrutinized quite closely, because of their new abilities.
  4. "Emily, calm down. Of course, I can. I know how things can go, but I'm willing to wait, and see how they're going to play this. They know We don't have to stay, but at the same time, running from them across the country isn't viable, even for me. Eventually someone will catch us, only they won't put us in accommodations like these, but an actual prison, and they won't be asking for cooperation, but demanding it." He knew they were watching and listening. "I don't like being cooped up like this, I wager no one here does. Now, they're aware of our discomfort, and can probably feeling the heat from outside too, It's hard to keep incidents like the Storm quiet, and there's tons of witnesses They probably want to know where we are. That means sooner rather than later, the powers that be will need to make a statement, and release us." "They know we're not stupid, and that we've played along for now. Situations like this are give and take." It was obvious he wasn't speaking purely for her benefit.
  5. "None of that's wrong, I'm sure." Ryan added. With any real luck, however the more repressive regimes didn't get that. Perhaps it's years of service and all, but I trust our government a hell of alot more than I trust China, Russia, or anywhere in the middle east. And I say that given our current conditions. They could be much worse." He smiled "I mean hey, they are at least trying to do better on the food." He looked to Deezy and gave her a smile. "I don't know if they're gonna permit international travel for anyone like us for a good while. It sucks, but I can see us all being added to watch and no-fly lists, at least with regards to international travel. No country is going to want to let go of any of its citizens that have gained these powers, or risk them traveling and disappearing on said travels."
  6. The chance to not be eating MRE's was enough to make Ryan stop eating and take up a clipboard, pen and paper and get to writing. He made an orderly list, asking for Cokes, donuts (glazed, unfilled) and since they couldn't really get restraunt food, he asked for Some Milk, Scrambled eggs and bacon in fairly large amounts, and white bread and peanutbutter for a snack food, along with plastic cutlery. He didn't need it, but comfort food would put him in a better mood. Watching Renata and Emily comfort Karrie, he smiled. He looked up at the Camera. "Seriously, You guys realize I can help facilitate us getting what we want, without ever having to leave right? If you're going to keep us here, let us work with you for however long this is going to take. I don't need to be the one using my gates. If we were as hazardous and contagious as you seem to think you'd have everyone we interacted with locked down like us." He looked at Karrie, and nodded once. "I'll third that opinion, though there are some warnings about such abilities, hell, all superhuman abilities, firmly in-place in nerd culture." His smile was friendly. He didn't know how old everyone was, but most seemed to be younger, much moreso than him.
  7. Ryan took the other MRE, and nodded politely thanking her, then openedit, resigned to eat the notoriously terrible MRE for now. I'd love some good pizza, hell I'd settle for Pizza Hut at this point. When they do finally all let us out of here, I say we all go somewhere and share a real meal with real food together, to celebrate making it through all of these where we've just got MRE's." He smiled, and after eating abit, he shook his head. "I can say I have felt better than before. I definitely have more endurance, and can stay awake longer than before." He shrugged. "I also tend to have a large appetite when I do eat, but I don't need to eat nearly as often as before." He considered Donald's powerset, and thought aloud. "Full on shapeshifting sounds pretty cool, and useful too, have you tried using it here?" He knew he hadn't in the room they shared, but they weren't together all the time.
  8. Ryan watched Karrie's demonstration, and nodded. "That's an impressive power." He left off the "and dangerous" that he thought along with it however. It was unsettling, though he showed no outward signs of it. Ryan remembered in old X-men comics what a power like that could lead to. He looked to the others. "Who's next?" His lips curled in a slight smile. This was all likely being recorded, but he didn't care all that much. They were like him, and had probably shown their abilities off in whatever event brought them to the public attention, so there was no point in hiding what had already been seen.
  9. Almost as if by magic, Ryan appeared in the room. Everyone's attention had been elsewhere, so he'd quietly come out from the room he shared with young Donald. "I'm here. Though i admit I'd prefer not to be, same as most everyone else, I'd wager." his voice was deep, and the older man smiled. "Hello everyone, I'm Ryan, and as Emily mentioned, I can fly and create portals between different locations." The fact he could leave whenever he wanted wasn't lost on anyone, and yet he was still here with them. "The kelptapus was unique to say the least, I'll say. I've seen Octopi before, but that was something straight out of 20,000 Leagues under the Sea. Watching Emily here bend an ocean to her will was pretty awesome." His steel grey eyes narrowed. "Aside from the MRE diet, this isn't too bad, but then I was in the Air Force for twenty years." He'd actually stayed on base, humoring the government, after they promised to make good the losses his company had suffered, and for his lost time, as he was the only pilot. Given that his boss was also former military, he understood better than most about this sort of thing, but between losing the plane, the cargo, and Ryan for however long this went on, he knew they'd be in abit of a bind.
  10. Emily observed in silent wonderment at the Kleptopus and it new family and she realized that whatever had happened to make her become this ….this Waterwitch, and allowed a man to fly, had created something new and wonderful, and deep down inside she knew the world was a very different place now. She looked up as the man glided over to the ship and settled on the deck a few feet away. He was an older guy, forties probably, in pretty good shape and not hard on the eyes. “We should probably go, I’ll be able to open a…, hell I don’t even know what to call it.” “Not yet, Mr.…?” “Hawke, it's Ryan Hawke.” He started to stick his hand out but stopped realizing how ridiculous that was under the circumstances. The woman in the uniform stepped closer. “Thank you, Mr. Hawke, you saved a bunch of lives here. I’m Ensign Thompson, but you can call my Emily. Where did you come from?” Ryan look over the side of the ship then up at the sky then he pointed up, “I was flying a cargo plane, it was hit by the storm and came apart. Then I was flying myself. And this is all just really weird. You were doing stuff with the water…” “Yeah,” she nodded as she walked over to the hatch leading below, “it is weird, and I don’t know why I’m not freaking out more, but I’m not. Maybe I’m in shock. Look I didn’t get a head count before you sent everyone through that thing you made, so we need to make sure there is no one trapped below, and I need to assess the damage and make sure we aren’t sinking.” Ryan nodded and couldn’t help but smile at the young officer taking charge, she was cute and all things being equal she was the captain of the ship now. Resisting the urge to salute, Ryan pointed toward the bow, “I’ll check upfront and leave you to the engineering spaces. You probably can get a better Idea of the damage than me. But if you ask me, I don’t think just the two of us can sail this and we don’t have a radio anymore.” He left the rest unsaid. Emily paused on the lip of the hatchway to the lower deck, “If we aren’t sinking, I am not leaving her to become a hazard to shipping or someone’s salvage. I’ll get her home even if I have to get out and push.” They searched the ship and inspected her bow to stern and found that indeed, the two were alone and while damaged and listing to port noticeably the Hi'ialakai wasn’t sinking. And so it was that with Ryan Hawke keeping a close watch on the surrounding sea, that Emily Thompson commanding not only the ship but the sea itself drove the wounded vessel across the ocean solely with the power of the waves and safely back into her port at Pearl Harbor. (post by Nina)
  11. Ryan quickly moved to get the other person in the water, and knew he had only seconds to get them somewhere safe. The rafts were close together, and he'd just dropped the last one as Emily deposited the other two, and he knew he had one option. Gritting his teeth in concentration, he could feel a throbbing pounding sensation in his head, quickly reverberating through his whole body, as he stressed his newfound abilities, surpassing all normal limits, and grunting in both pain and annoyance. Beneath the two rafts, and to the surprise of everyone within them, a gleaming blue portal opened. The scenery within was the beach at Golden Gardens Beach, near Seattle, a place he was familiar with. "The water's abit cool, but you'll be safe." he said and the Captain looked at him as the rafts and their human cargo fell into the portal, and into the the shallow surf of the beach. The portal above them closed quickly, leaving a handful of utterly bewildered onlookers, and two rafts of survivors who'd just been transported over twenty five hundred miles in an instant. Looking haggard after the tremendous effort, Ryan slowly began to rise into the air getting up to at least sixty feet, turning his gaze back to the ship and the only other person here. "It's just us!" He called out to her. He'd need a quick breather before trying that again but he wasn't planning on dying out here, or letting anyone else do the same.
  12. despite the vertigo, he soldiered on, annoyed by it, but there were still lives at stake. He moved to the starboard side and quickly found the rafts, tossing one out to the people he'd already saved, and keeping another for any others he found, trusting in the camaraderie of those in the water to rescue those just knocked in. He moved to the bridge, and saw four more there. he could see them trying to get the hatch open through the broken windows, but it seemed it was jammed. He floated just outside the window, the winds and wave motion not fazing his control. Something he could do flashed through his mind and he knew it could work. "Remain Calm! I'm going to get you out." he tossed a raft in, and nodded. "How many are left inside and where? I can get them out!" The captain didn't ask questions, though he had many, and relayed there were still more than ten people remaining aside from them. Ryan nodded. "Alright time for you to go then." A portal the size of a man opened up, revealing the water's surface. It took alot of focus, even talking was hard. "take the raft and jump you're only about 3 feet up, it's like walking off a diving board." The quartet didn't argue with the first person taking the raft and heading through, then two more and finally the captain. Once he was through, the portal closed, and Ryan grunted, taking a moment to refocus, before moving around to the port side. It was three he saw a woman clinging tightly to a ladder, and called out, even as he flew towards her, still in the upright position. "Ma'am are you alright? remain Calm and I'll get you out of here, over to the rafts with the others!" his voice was loud and strong, enough to be heard over the wind, and out the corner of his eye, he could see one of the big tentacles. It was clearly not happy, but nor was it able to move well out of the water. They had to do something about it, but he wasn't sure what, and definitely didn't want to put it into the water anywhere near the rafts.
  13. Ryan quickly took in his surroundings, his eyes narrowing picking out the people who'd been knocked into the sea, and able to hear their heartbeats, he quickly moved, swooping down and taking hold of them. All of them were nearly in shock from the events, and he scowled, scanning for anything floating as bringing them back to the ship would be unwise. Finding some large debris that was floating, he deposited all of the people he could find on it, careful to make sure they didn't overburden it. "Who are you?" one of them asked, shivering in the cold. "Just a pilot." Ryan answered. "Now, all of you huddle together, use your body heat to warm each other. I'm going to try and rescue anyone else in the water, and then see if I can find a launch or escape raft for you all." He came back twice more, those who were awake watching the man fly through the sky carrying their comrades, entrusting them to them, and then disappearing again. Even as scientists they couldn't believe it, this man was actually flying but they heard nor saw any craft. Once done, he turned his gaze to the ship and the Kelptapus ravaging it. "What the hell is going on?" It was all so strange. He'd lost his plane and cargo, and could fly unaided. in a small part of his mind he knew this was completely insane, but those thoughts were pushed away, all out of concern for those in the water and those still on the ship. He wished for a radio, to call in a mayday, knowing they weren't going to need help with the creature. Still he had to get aboard and get the launches in the water. He flew toward it, and made his landing on the aft section of the Hi'ialakai, noting the ships name as he knew he'd have to try to radio in a mayday. With that he began his search for survivors, rafts, and the keys to the launch he saw suspended in the cradle nearby.
  14. Legal name- Ryan Alexander Hawke Alias- N/A eruption- The Storm Allegiance/Affiliation-none, formerly USAF Appearance-Ryan's a normally confident man, haunted by lost dreams. Twenty years in the Air force has left him fit and with a solid bearing and cool demeanor. Standing at 6'3, he's fairly tall, with a well toned build that belies an innate grace Temperament- Calm and reserved, the traces of his competitive nature is still there, though few things can rouse it. At home in his solitude, it's only been in the last couple of years that he's come out of his shell and met others, regaining some of the sense of life that his boss remembered from the Academy days. Known powers- Independent Flight, creation of Warpgates between two points. History- Ryan was born in Seattle, Washington, and joined the Air Force as soon as he could. Serving twenty years in both combat and non-combat roles, he would eventually attain the rank of Major befire retiring. A civilian for the first time in his adult life, he now works at a transportation company, Aerostar Transport, as both a driver and pilot. Special Knowledge- Dreamed of being an Astronaut from an early age, the failure to achieve this has haunted him, and is the spectre of failure that sometimes wakes him up at night.
  15. Ryan nodded, but remained silent a moment. Being a married couple wasn't something he was briefed on, but nonetheless, here it was far more common for couples to have such an age difference. ,, . "I wouldn't say smarter, clearly you've been doing just fine so far. Perhaps you can tell me the ideas you've had, and what they've done counter to them, and I can choose which to back." his tone was mostly neutral. ,, "I wasn't told much before coming over,and I'm jut here to help to the best of my abilities." ,, He took her hand in his, in what back home would pass as affection between a married couple. "None of us are "mere" anything, Sometimes it take the seemingly smallest of hands to turn the wheels of the world." ,, He gave he a polite smile. "Now if I am to be your husband, I should know about you, so that such a thing will appear natural to those who may see." ,, It was clear that his words and gesture were not meant to cause offense, but the work of a miltiary mind, assembling intel regarding his available assets, and playing the part that had been crafted for him thus far.
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