<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Toughness Check for Club</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-09-29 17:30:51, Dizzy Harper (uid: 52581) rolls: 1d20a9 Result: 26 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=139910)<br/>So, that's a pass, even if the rod were ruled to be 1/128th of an inch (which would be pretty silly)</div></div><br/><br/>There was a brief moment of instinctive panic as Dizzy felt herself swept smoothly off of the floor, telekinetic cushions pressing in against her as Scarab gently drew her into wake and flew the two of them outside of the mall.  Once she realized what was happening though, she relaxed back against the invisible cushions supporting her weight, idly running her hand over the texture.  Curiosity had gotten ahold of her, Dizzy didn't really know what a telekinetic force was<em>made</em>from, but she'd seen it block bullets, she'd kind of assumed that it would be rigid and unyielding, like a hard shell.  Instead, this was surprisingly comfortable ... and as she pressed her finger at it to check the amount of give it had, she idly wondered if Esther was getting any feedback from her experimental prodding.<br/><br/>It was a short drop to the rugged, undeveloped ground behind the mall, and Dizzy landed smoothly in front of the white caped psychic in front of her.  Dizzy let out a short huff of breath.<br/><br/>"<em>Somehow</em>... it was looking a little dodgy there, right before you stepped in." she admitted, "Let me get a look at you, I know some of those bullets got through." she said, hefting up her bag and digging a first aid kit out of one of the pockets.  The sterile bandages stood out a little against the purple of her bodysuit, but, it looked like her shields had successfully blunted the worst of the damage.<br/><br/>As her hands worked, she shared what she'd seen from the meeting, even if it meant referring to people by generic names like "Brain-Guy" for the moment.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Treatment</div><div class="spoiler_body">Dizzy Takes 10 on a Jack of All Trades Treatment Check to Revive Scarab and remove her Dazed condition.</div></div><br/><br/>"...It's just an impression I get, I'd want to confirm this before throwing any real weight behind it." Dizzy said, rolling her shoulder slightly uncomfortably, "It<em>sounds</em>like maybe they had plans to divide Emerald City up between them, and now that Grant Conglomerates is suddenly pushing into the city they're not happy about having to redraw the map.  Still, anyone who has enough clout to get three crime syndicates to play ball with one another." she frowned, tugging on the drawstrings of her hoodie.<br/><br/>"I don't like it.  This is too<em>big</em>.  How the hell did this get by me long enough to get this far?" she chewed on her bottom lip.  She sighed deeply, "I guess I should say goodbye to Harry for today, I plainly have work to do."<br/><br/>She checked her phone when Amy texted her, sending back a quick message.<br/><br/><em>--Yeah, I need a ride.  It looks like I need to get my gear.</em><br/><br/>She smiled slightly, patting Esther on the shoulder.<br/><br/>"Heh, yeah, I think I'd better give it a little time before I pick mine up now.  Let the shift change so maybe people don't remember my face so much." she said, scratching the end of her nose, "If you don't mind waiting a bit though, I'll wait with you this time.  Hopefully that'll make it a little easier at least." she smirked.