<strong>Beat (Philadelphia)</strong><br/><br/>"It sounds like you have gotten more trouble than you would have wanted, and gotten through it all admirably. I think a lot of people would be using such power to pound everyone to the sidewalk, rather than reserving it for self-defence." Noelle smiled to Beat, looking at the television briefly. "Unfortunately, metahumans are a hot topic and people are not yet sure what to think about all of it. That<em>Myriad</em>is a step in the right direction, but that troublemaker creating that storm in the L.A area was a big step towards the worse end of things that might happen."<br/><br/>Noelle gently squeezed Beat's hand in her own. "I'll see if I can get you some good publicity while I am at it. It might help you out in the long run."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong>@accident,<em>accelerated</em>by Paradox<br/><br/>There was a sudden snap, as if time itself had began to slow down. Valerie could still feel the others of herself, but it was like they were all slurring, being slow. Her mind and body were moving at different pace. Doing that for long would likely give her a massive headache, but for now, it allowed<em>this</em>Myriad form a chance to act faster.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Paradox was at her side, her mind hastened. She saw the man with the shotgun turn towards her and the man, and fire. The next instant, a green wall rose up between them and the gunfire. The green wall budged slightly. Stopping the round there and then.<br/><br/>The helicopter tried to lower down as the man that Myriad was holding screamed and collapsed to the shot knee, screaming and almost fainting. The gunshot to the kneecap shattering the knee perfectly, leaving just powdered bone behind there. The impact of a grenade shook the ground somewhat a moment after.<br/><br/>Valerie's bodyguard cussed, shaking the gun. "Damn thing is jammed! Piece of crap!" Grimacing, the man pulled the clip out, giving the gun a hard slam, causing the bullet to slide in place proper there. "Now." He muttered.<br/><br/>The sirens sounding out told the help was on the way.<br/><br/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong>@safehouse<br/><br/>"I'm transferring you to another operative, police chopper is in the air and on the way, as are several squad-cars, you are getting help in moments." The phone clicked, but as the female voice picked up Myriad was hit by a new sensation. Part of her mind was like it had just gotten a triple dose of some concentrated esperesso. Really fast, but not jittery, more precise, yet hastened.<br/><br/>The sensation was disruptive though, it could give a headache soon.<br/><br/>"The chopper you reported in belongs to a small local firm, if you have the option to do so, damaging it is acceptable compared to the criminals escaping in this case. Its best to stop them there and question them than to let them leave after engaging in such mayhem."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Ada (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>The wall of green rose up to shield Myriad and Paradox in time, taking a shotgun blast to it without trouble. A hard 'shot' firing into it, causing a bulge but ablated by the wall, stopping into it. That wall's rise made the man with the shotgun pause though, while the one with the shotgun looked at where it originated from.<br/><br/>For a moment, Ada was looking at a grenade launcher turning her way before police gunfire made his aim jump and the shot fired only to hit a brick wall at third floor height, blasting a cloud of dust and loose tiles in the air. Ada was far enough to not be harmed but she was aimed at with a destructive weapon for a moment.<br/><br/>More to the point, she could see a newchopper in the air too, and coming their way. The chopper in the air over the scene not having space to land again with the green wall in the scene, keeping the thugs from escaping the scene.<br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>The moment Paradox reached out for Myriad there was a ghostly vibration in the air, like she was suddenly three people in place of one for just a second, a ghostly after image of two at her sides.<br/><br/>The next instant she put a bullet through the knee of the man she held before her, the chopper floating above, a green wall rising up in between him, Myriad, and the rest of the thugs. An explosion shook the ground nearby, a nearby building's wall shattering to brickdust and bricks. Not their way, but in the direction Ada was standing at.<br/><br/>The chopper above was still hovering, seeming to have trouble landing now.