<strong>Hero Points:</strong>2 (Sleeping Wyvern)<strong>Conditions:</strong>None<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">”So...how are you enjoying America? The land of the free, as they say?” He added a little sarcasm as he tried to start a conversation for the ride to school.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“It’s great!” Teruko answered. “Everyone here really does talk like in the movies...in their accents, I mean! And the food portions are huge; I just ordered a small bite at McDonald’s and ended up getting enough for Ryoko on the way here!”<br/><br/>She smiled, a bit nervously this time. “Also it’s really, really easy to get a gun. Not that I’d need one, but I saw a store near the forest selling them for hunting. Definitely one of the harder things to prepare for in terms of, er, personal security. If we were in Freedom City things'll be<em>really difficult,</em>haha.”<br/><br/>It soon became clear to Rakutsu that Teruko could go for hours on the subject, even with an outsider’s amateurish observation. But the telltale kitchen clock indicated that the time to leave was fast approaching, something which Teruko didn’t seem to realize.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He didn’t bother going to his locker, which he rarely used. ”Any reason for wanting to go with the multiverse theory? While we are on the subject, what sort of project ideas did you have in mind? I can try to help out with coming to a decision.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“I was linked to a freedomleague.net article on a decommissioned Omegadrone that went haywire in Italy,” Chris answered. “Terminus Day was forever ago, but the weapons are still lying around for some poor person to get hurt or killed by them.”<br/><br/>Chris went silent for a bit. “I’d have had an aunt, were it not for that Day.”<br/><br/>“Everyone has their own theories on who he is and where he’s from,” Chris continued, “but Omega...well he’s of extradimensional origin, right? And yet there’s so little research about this kind of stuff. I’m not the only one who lost someone, but I feel so alone in this. Everyone’s talking about a possible ‘War in Space’ and thinking it’s like when the Lunarians took the Apollo 11 hostage or something. We’re scared, but looking in the wrong places. I wanna look where it’s right.”<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">His thick school books scattered the coffee table. ”Time to study. What? I offered to study with you, so I’m gonna study with you. That wasn’t an excuse to get into your apartment. Come on, sit down. An hour or three of this will help us learn the material better.” He patted the spot next to him.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“Just into my apartment, huh?” Kaitlyn asked, giggling nervously as she took a seat next to him. “Nah, it’s fine, bad joke.”<br/><br/>Time at her condo was well-spent. Kaitlyn was more than able to absorb all of the information and then some, with enough left over to help Rakutsu. Albeit not the best instructor, she helped him understand some of the more complicated concepts a bit easier.<br/><br/>“Okay, now that we covered history, let’s move onto...oh wait, I think that’s it!”<br/><br/>Kaitlyn gave a delighted squeal as she reflexively rolled to the other side of the couch, retrieving a tablet on the counter, shelved between a pair of boxes. She was just about to browse some PDFs (JSTOR science articles if Rakutsu gave a peek) before realizing he was still there.<br/><br/>“Oh hey. So I know we’re done early, and that’s great, but...if you want to stay and hook up the PS5, I still have some good games on that. Currently trying to power my way through Devil May Cry 5. I ain’t the best when it comes to combo fighting stuff, buuuut I don’t want to admit defeat just yet. It’s got multiplayer, if you’re interested.”<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>Shadowy Omen</strong></span></span><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/Qoc3u6c.jpg)</div><br/>A half-dozen motorcycles pulled into a barren set of warehouses by the Riverfront. A tattooed Japanese man sitting up in a crane spotted the lights and tapped his smartphone several times. Meanwhile, on the ground, the bikers disembarked in an alleyway between two warehouses. A tall Caucasian man wearing a WW1-era spiked helmet carried an imposing axe in his hands, retrieved from a special compartment on his motorcycle. He was the only one among them without a gun, carrying himself with the confidence of a metahuman whose own body was a deadly weapon:<em>the axe is just insurance,</em>as he was fond of saying.<br/><br/>A warehouse door on the side opened up, a pair of Yakuza ushering four bikers inside while two others started a patrol outside. It was this scene the Sleeping Wyvern saw from a safe distance. He knew enough that the Yakuza were a force in Emerald City, albeit ones not yet at the top of the metropolis’ vice trades. The bikers, on the other hand, were a new addition. Their jackets bore the name “Devil’s Advocates,” and were most certainly from out of town. Perhaps outside muscle for a power upset, an alliance to expand further into America, or some other dark deed?<br/><br/><em>This is a hybrid reconnaissance/action scene. Rakutsu/the Sleeping Wyvern has a variety of tactics he can perform to find out what the bad guys are up to, and stop their plot if necessary.<br/><br/>Currently the Sleeping Wyvern is at an elevated position (up to you if a warehouse roof, fire escape, etc). There’s one Yakuza lookout in a crane, two Devil’s Advocate bikers patrolling around, and an unknown number of gangsters inside the warehouse. Thanks to his Parkour power the Sleeping Wyvern can effortlessly move among the urban landscape without the need for Athletics/Acrobatics checks. Actions to remain hidden (Stealth), overhear conversations (Perception), and so on still need to be rolled! DC for non-combat tasks are 15, and you need to roll 3 successes before 3 failures in order to gain some kind of informational/tactical advantage (the X rolls before X failures are known as a Skill Challenge in M&amp;M). Failing the rolls compromises the Sleeping Wyvern in some manner, causing the gangsters to end up on a heightened level of alert.<br/><br/>If you wish to conduct a surprise attack, the enemies have +3 Dodge/Parry (13 to hit) or +1 each (11) if taken unawares. Thanks to his Takedown advantage, he can roll a second attack after dropping one enemy if he KOs one of them (most likely the 2 bikers in such a case). Knocking out an enemy counts as a successful roll on a Skill Challenge.</em><br/>