<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/DanielAvi.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Slipshade<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ship attack, Gulf of Mexico<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Midnight Angel, Miss Spell, Cherry Spark, Copycat, Octopus<br/>Character sheets (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=228807.0)<br/><br/>Daniel looked at the mass of formula on his murder board, so nicknamed because it was where quantum mechanical theory came to die, but also because it held the calculations he had used to pierce the Shadow Dimension, an experiment that cost the lives of most of his research team including his fiancé.  He had gone over the equation many times and had come to the conclusion that the containment field should have worked.  Something else must have gone wrong.  He was still piecing together a simulation of the accident, but it was slow going.  Deep Water Industries had buried all data on what happened and made Daniel their scapegoat for the loss of life that was impossible to hide.  He had gathered as much information as he could as Slipshade.  He had broken into a number of Deep Water facilities and even threatened a few low level executives, but it was obvious he was only scratching the surface of what happened that day.<br/><br/>Daniel had been spiraling. The loss of the love of his life, his reputation and his life’s work had him headed down a bad path. He hit rock bottom when he sent a small time middle manager of a Deep Water subsidiary to the emergency room after “questioning” him.  He had been drunk and angry and almost killed the man.  He was getting sloppy.   It was only a matter of time before Deep Water or one of its criminal allies figured out who was causing them trouble and put a bullet in him, which was when Overwatch stepped in and offered him a way to continue his quest for the truth.  Use his new found abilities for them and they would provide him with a state of the art facility to pursue his personal quest against Deep Water.  Daniel wondered if he was just trading one evil for another, but Overwatch had held up their end of the bargain so far and so had he.<br/><br/>“Dr. Black?”  The questioning voice of his lab assistant drew Daniel’s attention away from the fateful equation.  “Dr. Shinto was wondering if you had a chance to look over the latest results for Project Castle?<br/><br/>“Let her know that I will look over them today.” He answered, knowing that he had put off the review for about as long as he could without upsetting his fellow scientist. “I….” The buzzing of his Overwatch phone interrupted the conversation and he held up a finger indicating his assistant should wait a moment.<br/><br/>“I have to…report to the Director for a…report.” He was still no good at making up excuses as to his sudden disappearances at work.  “While I am out I need you to run the next batch of simulations please.”  His assistant gave him a quixotic nod. At least she was used to his odd behavior by now.  Daniel moved past the young assistant and hung his lab coat on the coat hanger next to the lab entrance.  “I’ll be back in a little bit,” he offered and once out of sight he raced off in a spectral blur.<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>Amanda watched her boss extricate himself from his lab coat and rush out of the room.  She liked Dr. Black.  He was handsome and funny with an air of sadness and melancholy about him.  However it was times like these that her job got so much easier.  She really wished she could tell him her little secret and really felt a little guilty about not doing so, but normal people just didn’t understand what it was like to be different.  It scared them she thought as another Amanda seemed to step out from behind her and another after that.<br/><br/>“Okay, I’ve got the simulations….I’ll let Dr. Shinto know that Dr. Black is reviewing her result….and I’ll go grab us something to eat since it looks like we are working through lunch.” The Amanda’s broke off to attend to their specific tasks.  There was a good reason why Amanda made such an awesome lab assistant. She really could be in two (or three or four) places at once.<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>The world flickered between light and shadow in a strobe-like blur.  Slipshade’s speed wasn’t due to superhuman muscles. But his ability to flicker between the material world and the shadow dimension he had unwittingly unleashed upon reality.  He wasn’t exactly human anymore.  Dr. Shinto’s tests had confirmed a hybrid DNA chain that was part human and part something else.  He had worked out countless theories as to how he could move at such a blinding speed.  The closest he had come was a series incredibly fast yet of infinitesimally small dimensional shifts.  He had responded to Overwatch’s text letting the Captain and Midnight Angel that he was on direct route to the coordinates provided off the coast of Peninsula City.  The fact that it was a mile out to sea made little difference for him as his feet kicked up a wake of salty spray behind him.<br/><br/>“Well that is something that you don’t see every day.”   The sight of the giant octopus almost made him hesitate long enough to slow and sink, but he caught himself and did a wide circle around the chaotic scene ahead of him.  Getting the people to safety was of the utmost importance and would be the first thing he attempted to do.  Picking an open lane among the gigantic tentacles Slipshade took a deep breath and before he could rethink how crazy this was he made a break for one of the dangling sailors.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I will attempt to rescue three people this turn using my speed in addition to walk on water and walk on walls speed abilities to grab a sailor and drop them off on the beach.  I should be able to get to the beach and back with 3 people in one round.<br/> <br/>Initiative = 1d20 + 16 = 5 + 16 = 21<br/> <br/></div></div>