forum Superhero Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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"Sounds good to me. Element? Vaughn? What do you think?" Avery asked, turning to them.

“Fine with me,” Vaughn said, nodding. He checked his gun over, uneasy that the safety was on. It was his main source of protection, and not having it ready to be used just made him anxious.

"Okay. I guess that's the plan, then. What about a rendezvous point? We'll need to know where everyone else is so that we can find each other if we get separated," Avery noted. "What about here? We already know where this is, then we can just mark the way we go somehow."

"This will do. But…" he paused looking at Avery, "I want everyone here to note that if luck continues as it has ben so far, we won't have problems until the last minute. But we will have problems. We might want to have Oscar as a contingency."

He noted that she seemed pretty determined, but there was something else in her gaze he couldn't place. He mentally shrugged, instead focusing on their color. Hers, unlike his, were still both the same shade of (unmentioned eye color). She was whole. He was divided in himself.

He cursed himself for his poorly timed thoughts, then drew his mind back to the mission at hand.

…(unmentioned eye color).

(Oops. They're blue.)

Vaughn arched a brow, then nudged Element. “We best get going then,” he said and led her off down the hall.

Taking a deep breath to ready herself for the pain that was soon to follow, Avery flashed Dylan a quick smile and changed into a mouse. With silver fur, she wasn't as inconspicuous as she would have liked to be, but she couldn't change the color of her fur.

"Are you ready to go?" she asked Dylan, her voice as squeaky as the mouse she was.

Dylan was always amazed by Avery's ability, but somehow it was uncanny this time.

"Yep, let's go."

He vanished and took off down another hall.

Avery's head hurt. Her ability was taking a toll on her again. But she didn't want to be a bother, so she scurried after Dylan without so much as a squeak. She used her enhanced sense of smell to trail him, sniffing every few seconds to make sure she was still following him.

( my lips are so chapped that they're stolen )
Element walked down the hallway, head down, twiddling her thumbs.

Dylan came to a set of double doors. Laughter and the clanging of silverware could be heard inside. No doubt this was some kind of mess room, or drink hall. He pushed open the door slightly, and suddenly a well built man barged through, almost hitting Dylan. He backed away just in time. Glancing around, Dylan spotted Avery safely out of the way as well.

As the man barged through the door, Avery let out a small squeak and dashed for a small hole in the wall. She poked her face out and looked around after a second, making sure that he was gone. Once she was sure he was, she crept back out and scuttered to Dylan.

Or, where she thought he was by smell, anyway.

Vaughn walked alongside Element, his gun now stuffed into his wasteband. “It would have been helpful to know what this guy looks like,” he murmured.

Element didn't say anything, just kept twiddling her thumbs.

Dylan gestured toward the man, then realized again that he was cloaked. He leaned down, "I think that might be our guy… Look at his insignia. How do we go about getting him isolated?"

"Hm… Can you create a cage out of shadows?" Avery asked, her voice still squeaky.

Dylan shook his head, "Not while I'm cloaked. My only limit, so far as I know. But maybe I won't need to stay cloaked."

He broke into a sprint, letting his footsteps ring out. Reiseil turned around, and when he didn't see anything, he began to glance around more warrily. He looked once more over his shoulder.

Dylan stopped sprinting and instead slid past him. He de-cloaked and raised the cage, then forced it into a nearby broom closet.

"Woah," Avery breathed. "That was cool." Her head started to swim again, and she looked up at Dylan. "Uh, I think I'm going to faint," she said weakly, trying to quickly change back. She still had a tail and ears when the black spots that kept crossing her vision finally took over, casting her into the deep darkness of unconsciousness.

(Sorry, she keeps fainting! But she's got a problem with changing into small animals right now, and she doesn't know why.)

Dylan raised a shadowed hand to catch her as she fell, and carried her into the closet, where Reiseil was still fidgeting with the bars of the cage. He knelt down over her, shaking her gently, "Aspect, you doing ok?"

"Mm… What happened?" she asked, blinking awake. Seeing Dylan bent over her, she blushed and looked away, sitting up slowly.

Dylan gave her space, "You just kinda… flopped over. Gave me a good fright, that's for sure." He gave her a hand to her feet, "Is there some condition or limit that causes you to faint?"

Vaughn noticed that he received a few strange looks from other guards, one even speaking into his radio as he watched them. “Something is wrong,” he said quietly, quickening his pace.

"Not- not usually," Avery muttered thoughtfully. "But… Lately, turning into smaller animals has been painful."