<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Scene Setting - Outdoor Riot (Blue Team)</strong></span></span></div><br/><div align="center">(http://pre10.deviantart.net/c02c/th/pre/f/2008/184/9/2/riot__by_hobo_the_dinosaur.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown Library <br/><strong>Date/Time: </strong>September 8th 2017, 6:30 PM <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cyclops, Colossus, Logan, Blackout<br/><strong>Content:</strong> Graydon Creed's yells, Rioters fighting the police and X-Men</div><br/><br/>At the back of the mob Graydon began to preach to his people. Picking up a megaphone he flicked it on, as loud as he could make it. The speakers were good, but the effect of a megaphone almost doubled the effect, echoing his words out twice, and considerably louder. There was a second of piercing feedback that brought a lot of eyes his way before he started to speak.<br/><br/><strong>"People! Men! That is what you are! You are defending AMERICA! Your home and nation! Against this alien threat." </strong><br/><br/>He spat the words aggressively, and then as a show he reached out for one of his men. They handed him a brick and he took a few seconds before hurling it as hard as he could in the direction of Logan. It was a long shot, but a stroke of luck sent it headed right on target. He made a big show of making sure the act was seen.<br/><br/><strong>"See me, Friends of Humanity! Standing against the would be mutant oppressors! These monsters, freaks... Invaders!"</strong><br/><br/>It seemed there was no end to his insane but passionate rhetoric, and it undeniably had an impact on the crowd. The men rioting redoubled their efforts. Several capitalised on Graydon's own throw and, wielding baseball bats and large knives, moved in towards the man to capitalize on the impact. Unfortunately the short but bulky mutant didn't seem particularly phased, but their leader's orders spurred them on.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Meanwhile another group was attempting to reach the girl with the visor who'd been rescued by the metallic giant. Cowards one and all they were holding back, forming a sort of circle and doing their best to lunge or fling bricks and rocks at the girl without being disabled by her rescuer. Quietly one turned and slipped a nine-millimeter pistol from his pocket. Cocking the gun he spun to take aim, only giving the girl and her guardian a few seconds to respond before he'd have a clean and easy shot.<br/><br/>A short distance away rioters began to form a human wall between the police and other mutants and the girl who'd been conjuring some form of shadows, who had now collapsed on the floor. They positioned their bodies so as to try to at least slow down anyone in their way. Two men who looked out of place among the riot approached her. They were dressed in almost all black with combat boots, kevlar vests and both carrying semi-automatic shotguns. They nodded to the other rioters and yanked her off the ground violently, not caring if she was injured in the process. As soon as they had her hauled off her feet, carried between the two of them, they began heading deeper into the riot itself and towards Graydon Creed. Not too far away Creed himself smirked as he saw what was happening.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>At the forefront of the riot nearer to the front of the building the police were having issues. While not overwhelmed entirely it was proving to be a particularly aggressive group of rioters and Graydon's yelling did nothing to help that. But they were at least holding their own and stopping the 'Friends of Humanity' from pushing forwards at all. A few of the officers were noticing how bold the mutants were. While some were clearly capable of bravery as they were virtually invulnerable even the ones who could quite easily be harmed or even killed seemed to be nothing short of incredibly brave. Their Captain gave orders loudly, almost as deafening as Graydon himself was. He was a tall and strong man, and fiercely determined to so his orders proud and prove the point that the 'Friends of Humanity' were far from being friends of his.<br/><br/><strong>"Move it up! Assist the X-men!"</strong><br/><br/>He gestured swiftly to a few of his men who began pushing out, fighting their way into the crowd. They bowled over the initial few rioters with their heavy shields but the sheer numbers opposing them quickly proved it would be up to the X-Men to recover the girl who was down. He stamped out of frustration but kept a professional face on. No time to be as bad as Graydon. Instead he began talking loudly into the megaphone to oppose the insanity directly.<br/><br/><strong>"Calm it down people! This is not right, don't fight for hate and segregation!" </strong><br/><br/>He did his best to appeal to the humanity of the rioters. Of course it would almost certainly be lost on them, but perhaps if a few could be made to doubt their actions it would save a few injuries. Meanwhile the men around him held strong, each one inspired to make certain nobody made it past them into the library.<br/>