(OOC: Do I get anything special for having so many hero points left? I had like, 6 left right? ;-;)<br/><br/>Chica wasn't sure at first, but SOMETHING was happening, judging by the light. When the visible barrier began to vanish, Chica let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. It was good to know she was spot-on about Hades' moral compass and personality...<br/><br/>At least for that part; he DID also have a temper, and the roaring firewall was indicative of that. For a moment, Chica was figuring she was about to join the group-fight, but the god seemed more intent to talk instead. From his position floating up in the air upon his own fire that is. There was a flicker of a smirk - okay, maybe more than a flicker - as he acknowledged her victory, souring some as he rudely pointed at her so. Comparing her to greek heroes was one thing, but saying she was in her mother's graces? Now THAT was infuriating.<br/><br/>She bit her tongue as he flew up into the fiery pillar, leaving his last threat, and then, only then did she speak, clicking her tongue in a distinctly derisive 'tsk'...<br/><br/>"What graces?" she grumbled, before another derisive click of her tongue before putting a smile back on before addressing the heroes around her. "Si, barrier's gone, you alright Bowman?"<br/><br/>The answer was of course drowned out by the crowd, cheering for them, for her. That stretched her smile a bit more, quite wide in fact, and so she put on a heroic pose and played to the crowd a little. This WAS supposed to be a show after all...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Once they found Thunderbolt - he was worse for wear but alive, thankfully - Bowman was tasked with getting him fixed up, while Centuria began flying people in and out. Not sure WHY; most of the population was okay from their gatherings, and there wasn't a ton of damage to the surrounding land or structure. At least, nothing a certain city spirit couldn't work to fix. This left Chica to... well, she couldn't really fly, nor could she comfortably carry people, and fixing things was hard for her. Sooo... basically she was the spokeswoman for the team, time for the PR and whatnot.<br/><br/>Luckily, she was pretty okay with that; she was fairly used to the spotlight at this point, what with the rich and famous schtick that was funding her lifestyle. One she'd EARNED of course. Smile for the crowd, wave to the fans, maybe sign an autograph (only with soft-tip markers... and even there it was splotchy and she usually ruined the pen), make the crowd happy and look good. It wasn't EVERY day that things went so smoothly, but... well, take the opportunity that presents itself when it does right?<br/><br/>Aaand right on cue: here come the cameras, city news. Amy Feng specifically; woman was famous, and a special type of crazy even for a reporter. The hot kind of crazy though, considering she was just a normal human and not a hero. Smile on, prepare for the onslaught.<br/><br/>"Hello Mrs. Feng," she began, but the niceties ceased there as the questions started in quick, fast, and in a hurry. "Alright, relax a little; starting in reverse: I'm pretty sure he's back in Hades - the underworld, not the god. Previously he's demonstrated that he does not remain on our plane for very long, especially when his plans are thwarted.<br/><br/>"His plan I think was twofold: first, as usual he was likely trying to expand his domain: create a giant portal in our mortal plane to his, ensnare people to claim under his purview, his standard fare for his expansionist attitude. However, second and perhaps more importantly, with the trials and everything: he was wanting to hurt me, embarrass me, knock me down a peg. He wanted the harm that would befall the people in the stadium to be my fault and mine alone. It was personal, he took issue with me and it likely wasn't helped by the 'connections' I have to a goddess of Mictlan. The fact that it would happen on my 18th birthday would be just icing on his self-made cake.<br/><br/>"As for why he singled me out... well, earlier today I expressed a negative opinion about the guy to a school friend of mine," she said scratching the side of her head 'nervously'. "Said friend also had a small statue of Hades that I decided to give a flick. Hades then proceeded to send it flying through the roof of the school - getting me in trouble again for destroying school property on accident again - and well, you know the rest. Apparently, Hades is not fond of being criticized, especially by someone like my lineage.<br/><br/>"Or hey, maybe he just wanted to make my birthday more interesting!" she said with a shrug and a joking tone. "I mean, I had plans that got kinda disrupted now, but it's the thought that counts, right?"