Kayley's face flushed a bright red as she realized that her mentor and compatriots had come to rescue her.  She tried to count how many days she had been at the hide-out, but it was a hazy blur.  Long enough for people to worry, clearly.  Her face turned near crimson at the thought of being spotted in the state she was in.  So, she didn't stop her flight towards the roof.  The others could handle themselves, especially with their powers, and it was more important to recover some Feral than to prevent the destruction of the lab.  If anything, destruction would be a setback for the bikers.  At least, that was what she told herself.<br/><br/>OOC: Hero Point for cover.<br/><br/>Kayley crouched next to a massive AC unit as she came to the roof, her eyes locked on a distance location, her mind unfocused.  It was difficult to gather the focus she needed to teleport, but she fought through it.  Her intent was to go from concealed location to concealed location until she arrived home, then... a shower.<br/><br/>OOC: I believe she can teleport 4 miles every 2 turns?<br/><br/>Summary: At 2019-04-02 14:57:49, PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric (uid: 61108) rolls: 1d20a4 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=134510)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stealth if Needed</div><div class="spoiler_body">Full Result: PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric rolled: 1d20, adding 4 to the total<br/>Comment: Stealth<br/>Result: 17,<br/>Total: 21</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Status: 3HP, Dazed, 1 Injury, -1 to Future Damage<br/>Your Buddy Mary Jane in effect<br/>New Complication: Devil's Mark. She gains a Weakness to all attacks and effects against members of the Devil's Advocates, and Angel can use his Death Curse Affliction ability on her at any distance.</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Red Queen was having more fun than she wanted to admit, there was something cathartic about beating down some men who deserved it, but she wasn't attracting as much attention was she wanted.  Where were the rest?  She steadied herself as the motorcycle slammed into her, her feet sliding slightly as she took the blow on the shoulder.  She smirked as she advanced without waiting for the dust to settle.  She had to give them an A for effort, well, maybe a B.<br/><br/>With a growl as she spotted no more bikers about than before, she advanced on the sub-machine gun wielding thug and reached out with the intent of grabbing him by the throat.  The plan, if all went well, was to lift him and throw him towards the building proper.  Preferably at a window, but she wouldn't be too heartbroken if she missed.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Grab Action</div><div class="spoiler_body">I wasn't sure his defense so left it vague.<br/>Her action this turn is to grab, next turn would be to throw. <br/><br/>Summary: At 2019-04-02 15:04:31, PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric (uid: 61108) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=134511)<br/><br/>Full Result: PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric rolled: 1d20, adding 8 to the total<br/>Comment: Grab Action<br/>Result: 4,<br/>Total: 12</div></div>