MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia & the Pacific Ring
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				Title: <strong>MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 07:15:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">THREAD DIRECTORY</span></strong><br><br><strong>Administrative:</strong><br>Recruitment Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156287.msg7151369#msg7151369)<br>Character Biographies (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156367.msg7156000#msg7156000)<br>OOC &amp; Plot Discussion (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156288.msg7151409#msg7151409)<br>GM UPDATES!!! (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156696.msg7176403#msg7176403)<br><br><strong>In-Character:</strong><br>New York (<em>Eastern US/Canada</em>) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156508.msg7165306#msg7165306)<br>Los Angeles (<em>Western US/Mexico</em>) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156511.msg7165393#msg7165393)<br>Moscow (<em>Europe &amp; Northern Asia</em>) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156514.msg7165561#msg7165561)<br>Tokyo (<em>Asia &amp; Pacific Ring</em>) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156520.msg7165755#msg7165755)<br>Cairo (<em>Middle East &amp; Africa</em>) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156516.msg7165677#msg7165677)<br>Buenos Aires (<em>South America</em>) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156522.msg7165804#msg7165804)<br></div><br><hr><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">-&nbsp; TOKYO&nbsp; -</span></span><br><br>(http://pixelcurse.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/apocalypse-8.jpg)</div><br><hr><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The original assault on Toyko was quite different than the other major cities. For some reason or another, Apocalypse left this city-center largely intact. His soldiers destroyed all the public transit lines in and out of the city and cratered the suburbs to leave the city core standing on a secluded island. From there they went in, building to building taking prisoners. Every single advanced science research center remaining completely untouched and all of the local workers were forced to continue working - though with a new agenda.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;This city is carefully watched by Apocalypse and one of his most trusted (if Apocalypse ever really could 'trust' anyone) allies was stationed here. Apocalypse had left him there to ensure safe completion of the work and prevent interference from resistance fighters that were able to catch on to his plans. Producing the right technological aids was crucial to his work in Cairo, and Tokyo was the leader in cutting-edge technology. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;There were also whispers of teams being deployed to all of the active volcanoes in the entire Pacific Rim... though as to why Apocalypse was scouting those areas, none could even guess. He had large aspirations and he was trying to accomplish them all while simultaneously stripping the world of all its defenses and important civic and government super-centers. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>06-11-2012, 05:12:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/WM001.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> War Machine Armor<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Anyone in Tokyo<br><br></span></span><hr><br><strong><em>Now…</em></strong><br>It’s impossible for him at the moment to differentiate between the thunderous sound of his flight engines and his own racing heartbeat. Tony Stark has been in many a pickle in his day.. but today seems the most dire of all. <br><br>The end of the world. <br><br>Tony Stark is flying over the Pacific Ocean at mach 4, staying as low to the water as he can to avoid whatever surveillance might be out there. One would expect to see Mr. Stark clad in his red and gold armor.. the Iron Man armor. But he isn’t, at this moment.. he is clad in the War Machine armor. <br><br><br><strong><em>Then..</em></strong><br>“Tony.. . you hear something?” &nbsp;The man speaking is James Rupert Rhodes.. or Rhodey as his friends and loved ones have come to call him. He’s a lieutenant colonel in the U.S. Marines, and one of Tony’s closest friends. At this moment, they are both sitting very casually within the confines of Tony Stark’s office in the Stark Tower, midtown Manhattan. “Rhodey.. my man Rhodey.. are you avoiding my very simple question?” &nbsp;Tony grins widely as he leans back in his leather executive chair, the chair’s base and armrests made of gold of course. Rhodey frowns a little at the question, and he motions for Tony to be quiet as he gets up from his own chair across the desk from Tony.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I’m se—“ &nbsp; Rhodey’s words are cut off abruptly by a voice belonging to neither of them, despite the fact they are the only ones in the room.&nbsp; <br><em>++Sir, priority alert coming over the Avengers comms channel. There seems to be a disturbance in our area.++</em><br>The voice is very proper, very soothing with an almost British accent. The voice is that of the artificial intelligence, Jarvis. Who over the years has turned into Tony’s personal assistant. Tony’s features now turn a more sober as he sits up in his chair, his fingers dancing across a screen that seems to be barely floating above his desk, only inches from it’s surface and a soft, translucent green color. As Tony works, Rhodey pushes himself to his feet, striding to the wall sized windows lining Tony’s office, offering a particularly spectacular view of the city. He leans forward a little, squinting a bit as he speaks. &nbsp;“Hey.. is that smoke? Tony wha-“ &nbsp; he lets out a gasp as he turns abruptly, and he dashes away from the window, just as it explodes inwards towards them both.<br><br><br><strong><em>Now</em></strong><br>As Tony flies in the War Machine armor over the ocean, he feels his body aching, he’s getting tired. Well he’s been getting tired for about a half hour now. At this point, he’d be satisfied to make a little rest stop. Sadly, that would mean sinking to the bottom of the ocean if he didn’t fight to stay afloat. So he’s better off just to keep flying. <br>“Jarvis.. where are we..”<br>The pleasant, calming voice is heard once more in Tony’s ears, the source of the voice the helmet he wears. <br><em>++We are currently at 31 mark 024 by 167 mark 000 heading in a westerly direction. Perhaps it would be prudent to head back to the islands we passed so you++</em><br>Jarvis is cut off by Tony’s angry tone, angry but tired.&nbsp; &nbsp;“We keep going, Jarvis. We’re almost there now.. assuming it’s still there.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says softly the ending part there. <br><em>++Of course, sir.++</em><br>Tony isn’t sure if he sees a landmass there on the distant horizon before them, or if it’s just a joke being played on him by his own mind. Perhaps the mind seeing what it wants to see. Tony feels his eyelids getting heavier, but his armor stays on it’s projected course. On it’s run to freedom. <br><br><br><strong><em>Then</em></strong><br>The glass from the windows in Tony’s office explode inwards, and Rhodey cries out as some of the glass slices deeply into his skin. He falls with a thud, and Tony barely ducks behind his desk, though some of the glass shards hit his forearms. With wide eyes Tony looks over the edge of his desk.. actually seeing a couple of beings in the distance.. are they the ones responsible for this attack? That’s all he can assume this is, an attack. With a grunt Tony pushes himself off of his desk, racing towards Rhodey, his best friend lying very still on the floor there.&nbsp; <br>“Rhodey come on! Get up, damn it!”&nbsp; &nbsp;He calls out as he works to slip Rhodey’s arm over his shoulders. With a swift glance towards the now exposed outside, he can almost see more beings out there. What the hell is this? He pulls Rhodey up as best he can, having to practically drag him across the office, his adrenaline doing most of the work.&nbsp; “Jarvis, defense protocols omega! Right now! Prep the Mark VI and the War Machine!”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says as he makes his way across the office slowly, papers and whatever is small enough and not nailed down flying passed him, swept outside by the strong winds of this high-rise.<br><em>++Beginning pre-flight checks, sir.++</em> &nbsp;A brief pause, and then.. &nbsp;<em>++Sir.. I’m terribly.. be-ing.. Charlie.. pea… crux…++</em>&nbsp; The voice of Jarvis seems to break up, as if it were nothing more than skipping record. Tony now knows his internal systems have been compromised.&nbsp; <br>Tony drags Rhodey.. who’s blood is now all over Tony.. to a hidden door just inside of his office. Tony’s thumb brushes over an invisible sensor pad, and the door slides open.&nbsp; “Rhodey come on! Stop making me do all the fuckin work!”&nbsp; he calls out as he glances over his shoulder, pulling Rhodey through the door with him. As it slides shut.. he would swear he saw something being thrown at them, it almost looked like a spear..<br><br>Tony pulls Rhodey, still draped over his shoulders, down a long hallway. The hallway itself is metal, clean and without blemishes of any kind. Not a few seconds pass in their journey, and they are now in Tony Stark’s armory. But you would not find guns here, as any normal armory has you would think. Here is where he stores his armors. The armors born of his own genius, and of necessity.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, talk to me!” &nbsp;He says as he lowers Rhodey down very carefully, his wide eyes looking over his friend. Rhodey groans and whimpers in pain.. and he’s losing a lot of blood.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Hang on Rhodey, I’ll get you to the med bay.. and then we’ll go out there and find the guy who destroyed my office and kick him right in the balls. You’d like that, right? Kickin people in the balls?” &nbsp;He says, trying to lighten the obvious mood. He kneels next to Rhodey, trying to see exactly where he’s hurt. Rhodey is pale now.. and Tony’s mind moves a mile a second. Rhodey finally opens his eyes, shaking his head slowly.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Tony.. just..”&nbsp; Rhodey winces in pain, and Tony shakes his head as he starts to push himself to his feet. “Just stay with me. I’ll get the med packs, fix ya right up.” &nbsp;He says in a confident tone, or he hopes it sounds confident.&nbsp; Rhodey shakes his head slowly again, reaching up to grasp Tony’s pant leg.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Too late.. it’s.. it’s.. late.. got a short.. time here..”&nbsp; &nbsp;Now Tony feels something he hasn’t felt in a long time. <br><br>Utter panic. His best friend is bleeding to death in front of him.<br><br>“Hey, you’re gonna be f—“&nbsp; &nbsp;he cries out as the whole room lurches to one side suddenly, as if the whole building had suddenly been pushed on and tilted to one side, then righted. It’s enough to knock Tony right on his ass. He looks up as he calls out angrily, the lights flickering.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Jarvis!” &nbsp;He has no idea what is going on outside.. or what they are up against.. but he knows it’s not good. <br><em>++Terribly sorry, sir. Systems are temporarily back online. The Mark VI and War Machine platforms are now ready for launch. Sir, Colonel Rhodes requires immedi-++</em>&nbsp; Jarvis is once more cut off by Tony’s angry, loud tone.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I know Jarvis! What the hell is out there!?”&nbsp; &nbsp; Tony kneels down next to Rhodey again, knowing that by the time he got the med packs and got back, it’d be to late. He tries to find one of the cuts on Rhodey’s upper chest and apply pressure to it, but he knows it won’t do much good. <br><br><em>++Reports are scattered, sir. But it appears to be a simultaneous attack on many of the world’s major cities. The chatter on the Shield and Avengers channels indicate an attack by superhumans. Communications from the helicarrier have been lost. It appears major peace keeping organizations and persons are being targeted. Again, the reports are scattered. They could be inaccurate.++</em><br>Or exactly right, Tony thinks to himself. Tony looks down at his own hands a moment.. his hands covered red with his best friend’s blood. He says softly, his teeth gritting.&nbsp; “Jarvis.. we’re going out there and put an end to this.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He is about to get up, but Rhodey grabs his hand suddenly.&nbsp; &nbsp;“T—tony. Don’t.. it’s you they’re after..”<br><br><br><strong><em>Now</em></strong><br><em>++Sir, if I may… land ho.++</em> <br>Tony comes out of his little daydream, breathing in deeply and suddenly. There upon the horizon.. Japan.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis.. anything on the public channels?” &nbsp;There is silent a moment as Tony scans the area immediately around him… and he arms War Machine’s offensive systems, putting some of the power from the boosters into weapons. <br><em>++Japan is also under attack, sir. Exact details are unknown, the fighting seems more scattered than in New York. Scans indicate much of Tokyo is in fact, intact.++</em> <br>Tony’s brows furrow at this as he comes up the coast now, his sensors constantly sweeping around them in a full arc, watching for trouble from anywhere.&nbsp; “Okay.. plot a course to Rurouni. Sooner we get there, sooner we can figure this out.”<br><em>++Of course, sir. Shall I continue to try to contact Ms. Potts?++</em>&nbsp; <br>Tony continues to look around himself slowly, hovering high there in the sky, his form partially concealed in some cloud cover. &nbsp;“If we haven’t gotten through by now, I don’t think we will. When we get to the station, we’ll try again.” &nbsp;There is a pause in the response from his artificial intelligence companion, but eventually. <br><em>++Very well, sir.++</em><br><br><br><strong><em>Then</em></strong><br>Tony looks down at the dying Rhodey, confusion drawn across his features. Or perhaps he knows that Rhodey is confirming his own thoughts. He kneels down once more next to Rhodey, a deep frown on his lips. Rhodey just smiles weakly, his dark skin now pale in color.&nbsp; “We both.. both know.. it’s 9/11… but bigger.. sc..scale.. they’ll kill.. you..” &nbsp; Tony knows that Rhodey is right, and now he reaches down to hold his friend’s hand as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp; “If they’re after me, then they’re gonna get me. And I’ll put an en—“ Rhodey shakes his head slowly, squeezing Tony’s hand as best he can.&nbsp; &nbsp;“You are.. so bad.. at that.. kinda talk.. you know they’ll .. they’ll kill you.. I’ll go, keep ‘em busy.. you get away..”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony smiles a little, as if sympathetically, and he shakes his head as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Hey, you’re in no shape to fight anyone. War Machine’s life support systems will only do so much for ya. I can handle this, I mean I’m fuckin Iron Man, when have I ever been beat?”&nbsp; he says with a nod, a confident arrogance in his voice. Rhodey speaks softly once more, his eyes fluttering open.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Different now.. I’ll be dead real soon.. I know it.. I’m hurt to bad.. that window tore me up.. world’s bein attacked.. it needs you alive.. it needs Iron Man..” &nbsp;now Tony just watches Rhodey, already knowing what Rhodey intends to do. What he wants.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Rhodey, you’re not going out there. I’ll fight them.” &nbsp; Rhodey now starts to try to get up, flinching with the pain, aggravating some of his wounds. He looks Tony in the eyes, a look of defiance in his own. &nbsp; “I’m dead already Tony.. the world might be too.. if I’m gonna die.. I wanna.. do it.. to mean something.. you take War Machine.. I’ll go out.. in your armor.. fight them till my end.. you get away.. regroup with the other Avengers..” &nbsp; Now Rhodey starts to try and push himself up, and Tony says nothing as he seems to give up trying to talk him out of this, and he helps his friend to his feet, letting Rhodey lean against him.<br><br>It takes only a few moments, and Rhodey is that much more weak. But now Rhodey wears the iconic Iron Man armor, the Mark VI. His faceplate still open, he takes a step in the armor, it making a soft clanking sound against the floor. Rhodey can feel the life support systems of the suit compensating a little for his strength.. but he knows he’s still a dead man walking. He looks towards Tony.. who now wears the armor that normally Rhodey inhabits.. the War Machine. His own faceplate up, he looks Rhodey in the eyes, that deep scowl still on his lips. Rhodey’s hand moves to his own midsection, the pain now edging upon excruciating.&nbsp; Rhodey’s resolve is stern, as is his gaze back to Tony. The kind of look you give someone when you know it’s the last time you’ll ever see them. He speaks in short gasps, his eyes fighting to stay open.&nbsp; <br><br>“Find the other Avengers, Tony. You live up to that name. You make them pay.”&nbsp; <br><br>And then, his faceplate slams shut, the eyes of the Mark VI armor glowing brightly. Tony stares at Rhodey, his own faceplate falling shut, the virtual environment inside of the helmet coming to life. Rhodey says not another word as he turns, his bootjets coming to life and lifting him out of the armory and down a hidden corridor, right towards the outside. His form sways a bit, his balance wobbily at best. But as he emerges in the air above a crumbling Stark Tower, he begins his own vengeance upon those who have done this. From his outstretched gauntlets, bolts of pure energy explode forth, killing anything in the air with him that they strike. He does not hold back, knowing he won’t last long. The attention of the attackers are now on their primary target.. Iron Man. War Machine bursts out of the hidden hangar, just as Stark Tower begins to fall as a whole, it seeming to collapse upon itself. Inside of the War Machine armor.. <br>“Jarvis, visual on Rhodey!”<br><br>The inside view of his helmet now shows in one of the corners the battle between Iron Man and the attackers. RHodey might be.. literally.. half dead, but he fights like a man possessed. But when you fight for one of your dearest and oldest friends.. how can you fight any differently? He dodges and weaves as best he can, the attacks of his enemies bouncing off of his armor for the most part. But he’s also taking a lot of damage. Tony gets some distance, keeping himself aware of his surroundings. But all of the attackers.. they seem to be focusing on the Iron Man armor. Just like Rhodey wanted to. For a moment, Tony actually considers going back to help. But.. <br>Tony begins to move back.. but the whole of Rhodey’s form is suddenly engulfed in a beam of energy, it seeming to originate from the ground. Tony gasps as Rhodey is.. just suddenly gone. Only bits of armor falling from the sky.. there is nothing left of his friend.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “No… “&nbsp; &nbsp;he whispers.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Rhodey.. oh God..”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><em>++Sir, they seem to have noticed you.++</em>&nbsp; <br><br>Jarvis’ voice snaps Tony out of it, just in time to see a few of the fliers moving towards him. Tony’s eyes widen as he turns to the west, and he calls out.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis all power to the boosters!”&nbsp; And with that, the power of the suit is redirected, and War Machine shoots through the air like a bat out of hell. He moves away from the city, breaking the sound barrier as he builds speed. He heads west.. trying to open communications with various stations along the way. But nothing responds, so he keeps going west..<br><br><br><strong><em>Now, over Tokyo’s outer edges</em></strong><br>From his partially concealed spot in the sky, Tony looks out towards the city. The damaged areas are obvious to see.. but it looks like the deeper you go into Tokyo, the less damage there is. Tokyo is easily less defended than New York.. and New York was all but destroyed from what he briefly saw.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, keep scanning police and fire bandwidths.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says, and then across his HUD environment inside the helmet, Japanese text starts to scroll across the top of the screens.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Oh.. translate to English, huh? Don’t really have the patience for sticks and shapes.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He mutters.&nbsp; <br><em>++Of course, sir. Terribly sorry.++</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;The Japanese symbols convert to English, and he turns his gaze back towards the city itself.&nbsp; “So.. what the hell is that..”&nbsp; &nbsp;he says softly to himself, now noticing something along Tokyo’s borders.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>++It appears Tokyo is being cut off from the mainland, sir.++</em> &nbsp;Tony shakes his head as he stares down at the city, unbelieving.&nbsp; &nbsp;“How is that possible.. it came out of nowhere..”&nbsp; &nbsp;He now gets some more altitude, as if needing to get a better look, finding himself above some of Tokyo’s skyscrapers.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Christ.. whoever it is, they’re cutting Tokyo off completely. Purposely. Why?”&nbsp; He can only imagine how many people are dying down there, but the scrolling text of the police and fire bandwidths pretty much confirm his feeling.. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>08-11-2012, 03:29:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/Diamondback_Portrait.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; None<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Roppongi Hills Mori Tower<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; None at the moment<br></span></span><hr><br><br><br>Two Days Ago:<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Hear anything yet?”&nbsp; Rachel asked the Raven haired woman sitting across from her.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“No.&nbsp; Nothing.&nbsp; Are you sure this job is still a go?” Asp turned to look at Black Mamba who was lounging on Rachel’s couch at the moment staying out the window. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You two need to stop worrying.&nbsp; I told you the job was solid.&nbsp; Trapster never let us down before.”&nbsp; She said managing to sound bored by the questions.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yeah but he never dropped out of sight either when we were on a job.”&nbsp; Rachel replied. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“That may have something to do with the fact that you and your boyfriend had him arrested…twice.”&nbsp; Asp jumped in with a joking smile.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Ex…boyfriend.” Rachel corrected her. It still stung.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yeah, we’ve heard that one before, right Tanya?” Asp needled her some more.&nbsp; <br>Rachel was pretty sure this time it was for good.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “Good-riddance.” Black Mamba said with a dismissing wave of her hand.&nbsp; “Who needs Captain Goody-Goody anyway when you have sisters like us?”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;“Right.” Rachel agreed as much to convince herself as to convince her friends.<br><br><hr><br>Now:<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Tat-Tat-Tat-Tat-Tat! The sound of small arms fire ripped through the room and the thin cubicle wall Diamondback had been resting against.&nbsp; She threw herself out of the way just in time to avoid the deadly hail of bullets.&nbsp; The poor employee of the quarter plaque across from her wasn’t so lucky. It burst into a million tiny plastic pieces and rained down over her.&nbsp; From her spot, prone on the coarsely carpeted floor of suite 200 on the 38th floor of Roppongi Hills, Mori Towers she had to wonder.&nbsp; ‘What the hell happened?’<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Everything had gone according to plan.&nbsp; Once in, she and the girls had split up.&nbsp; Asp and Black Mamba were taking care of security and all she needed to do was find the desk of one Hiro Ito, download a file called Hebi and they were clear.&nbsp; &nbsp;No problem. Rachel had just finished transfering the file when the bomb dropped…bombs to be more precise. The explosions outside were enough to shake the tower and make Rachel grab hold of the desk nearby.&nbsp; She had watched in horror as the attack took place.&nbsp; It was swift and decisive, surgical in its efficiency.&nbsp; Rachel had tried to reach Asp and Black Mamba on her comm, but she only got static for her efforts.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; That’s when the shooting started. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Rachel blew a strand of bright pink hair away from her face with a small huff.&nbsp; The smell of cordite was thick in the air and her ears rang from the echo of the small arms fire.&nbsp; ‘This just won’t do.’&nbsp; She heard the shuffling of feet from across the room.&nbsp; Whoever these guys were, they weren’t pros, that’s for sure.&nbsp; Rachel unhooked a ‘diamond’ from the skin-tight Kevlar weave jumpsuit.&nbsp; These little beauties were what gave her her moniker.&nbsp; She gave the diamond a little kiss and slid it under the cubicle wall towards the sounds of movement.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Wumf!”&nbsp; The dull thud was followed by yelps of surprise and more gun fire, even more erratic because of the smoke quickly dispersing from the diamond smoke grenade. ‘Psssh. Amatuers.’&nbsp; Lightning quick Diamondback was on her feet and sprinting across the room.&nbsp; More gunfire rang out and a shower of papers kicked up from a nearby projectile blast as she vaulted over the last cubicle wall standing between her and the exit.&nbsp; She shouldered the door open with a bang and tumbled into the hall, drawing her own machine pistol as she rolled.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Empty for now, but she could hear her attackers making their way across the room and more coming up the hall.&nbsp; She knew from the building plans there was a stairwell nearby. Rachel pulled a handful of diamonds from her jumpsuit and left a little present for her pursuers.&nbsp; Not hesitating another moment she made for the stairs.&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;‘Almost there.’&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The speed of her ascent up the stairs would have killed a normal person, even one as fit as Rachel, but thankfully she was no longer exactly “normal.” She knew she had one more door and then the stairway to the roof and there would be a helicopter waiting.&nbsp; With a little satisfied “whoop” she entered the hallway that would lead to her escape.&nbsp; The fore of the blow her hard in the back, pitching her heels over head onto the floor.&nbsp; Her vision blurred and darkened for a moment before the inky darkness folded in on her.<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Ray.”&nbsp; She heard a familiar voice, a man’s voice.&nbsp; “Ray, are you alright Ray?”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Steve.” She whispered, slowly coming to. “Is that you?&nbsp; How did you find me?”&nbsp; She asked groggily.&nbsp; Her vision began to clear and the red, white and blue of Captain America was obvious.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Nevermind that Ray.”&nbsp; He said kneeling down and taking her in his arms. “What’s important is that you’re safe.” He said leaning towards her.&nbsp; She had always felt safe in his arms.&nbsp; Everything was going to be ok.&nbsp; Steve leaned closer until she could feel the heat of exhirtion from his body.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“But…” She tried to interrupt him.&nbsp; She was sure there were more goons coming for them.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Shhh…everything will be ok.”&nbsp; He said leaning in further until his lips brushed hers, causing her to start in surprise.&nbsp; She pulled back to look into his deep brown eyes...<br><br>‘Wait, Steve’s eyes are blue.’<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Damn,&nbsp; I knew I was forgetting something,” he said with a wicked little smile completely out of place on Captain America’s chisled features.&nbsp; The vision wavered and cracked as Rachel snapped back into reality.&nbsp; Dark Energy was coiled around her and lifting her off the floor.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Tanya!&nbsp; What the hell?” She said angrily, struggling against the dark energy bonds.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Sorry Rachel.&nbsp; I was hoping to do this the easy way.”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“What are you talking about?&nbsp; Don’t you see what is happening out there?&nbsp; We have to get out of here.”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“No.”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“What do you mean, no?!?”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“This time we are going to be on the winning side Rachel.&nbsp; You, me, Cloe.&nbsp; We can be a part of it. “<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“A part of what?”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“The end of the world.&nbsp; Death has come and he has a place for us if we want it.&nbsp; We can be on the winning side for once.”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You’ve gone off the deep end Tanya.&nbsp; Where’s Cloe?” Rachel struggled against the coils but knew well enough that it was useless.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Tied up at the moment.” She answered with that wicked little smile.&nbsp; “You can come with us or not, your choice Rachel, but there is nothing left for you out there.”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Go to hell.”&nbsp; Rachel tripped one of the many little catches on her suit.&nbsp; This one in her boot heel and with a flick of her foot sent a diamond dropping to the floor between them.&nbsp; There was an audible beeping in coming from the diamond that increased in speed in a matter of moments.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Black Mamba’s eyes grew wide and she dove for the doorway to the stairs.&nbsp; Her distraction caused the dark energy to dissipate around Rachel and she dropped deftly to the floor. <br><br>&nbsp;‘Only one way out.’&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Sprinting to the large window at the end of the hallway Rachel dove through the safety glass as her charge detonated behind her.&nbsp; For a moment there was the feeling of weightlessness as if the laws of physics had loosed their hold on her body.&nbsp; Motes of afternoon light glinted off the glass shards floating around here. Time almost stopped.<br><br>Then there was fire and falling.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>13-11-2012, 00:34:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/70QCU.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Eric Brooks<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Blade<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Ground level of Mori Tower<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; No one yet<br><br></span></span><hr><br>It had been a long time since Blade could remember a world without the smell of copper, the sight of dust and the sound of explosions and gunfire. He had forgotten how it felt to sit down and have a conversation, forgotten voices, save for screams and shouts. Leather gloved hands held his customary sunglasses. Blade was leaning against an alley wall, the cold leather of his sheath resting against the ground, the hilt of his sword resting against the wall next to him. It was an odd feeling that had taken him, not unlike his time spent hunting vampires, avoiding authorities and vengeful supernaturals. But this time, he didn't have any fellow slayers, didn't have a mentor. He didn't have joy. At the thought of his long lost, a little mote of nostalgia and grief crept into his chest, but tears didn't reach his eyes. The thoughts of the past were banished along with his sorrow as his hands guided the sunglasses around his head, hiding his eyes behind the glossy obsidian surface. One hand reached to his right and gripped the sword by the sheath, gripping intensely. That little fount of pain had given rise to his rage. Blade was angry at everything. He was angry at the giant open wound that was his life. At the agony of loss, at the injustice of it all. Behind glass lenses, his eyes blazed, his muscles tensed, his teeth bared. It was like someone had lit a fire in his abdomen. The world started to turn a bright shade of red, the walls giving way to the crimson haze of sheer, unreasoning hatred. He focused hard, imagining all of his sorrow, all of his loss as the fault of Apocalypse and whoever worked for him. Blade broke his lean on the wall and replaced his katana into the loop on his back, beneath his trenchcoat, his fists clenched hard enough to bend steel, his sharp fangs bared in the throes of his passion. This was the most recent form that Blade's slaying had taken. When he wasn't out slaying, he was sitting, thinking, festering. His rage would build and then he would be off, angrier than the last time, gripped by the claws of an unshakeable bloodlust.<br><br>The tough rubber soles of Blade's boots struck the ground as he thundered out of the alleyway and burst out onto the street. The sound of gunfire rang clearly in his ears, the smell of blood and the sight of the relatively clean streets and sheer buildings. His long legs powered him forward, thudding against the concrete heavily, perfectly in concert with his pumping arms and rising chest. It took a great deal to reach his anaerobic threshold, just some sprinting wouldn't do it, especially considering the adrenaline and raw fury pumping it's way through his veins. It was hard to kill these soldiers though. They wore thick metal suits, spat flame, sundered earth or projected pure energy from their palms. They were all superhuman and fanatical in their devotion to Apocalypse, to find and dispatch the resistance fell neatly within their directive. Blade had been forced to use hit and run tactics, forced to be quick, silent and efficient, with no room to go berserk. The erratic nature of his foe was frustrating, never knowing if the next will be a telepath or a super strong energy projector. So far he had only been able to kill three, all on separate occasions, all with some sort of wound to accompany his hurried escape. The gunfire was near deafening now that he approached the block where the tower was, shards of glass and explosions becoming more and more frequent as he approached the building. The front door, lobby entrance, there was a group of four, all heavily armed and armoured entering, the sounds of gunfire coming from far above. He focused hard and darted into an alleyway parallel to the entrance. He smashed his fist into the wall and grabbed a small piece of the concrete, weighing it in his hand for the throw. He ducked behind a trash container and popped up long enough to throw the piece of rubble at the anchor position of the four. It clinked off his suit without even a scratch, but he turned and scanned the street behind him for any signs of movement. The clanging of his boots could be heard as he approached, the other three advancing into the building. Clearly this one wasn't experienced, he had waved his compatriots on ahead to join the others, confident in his own abilities.<br><br>Blade listened intently to divine where the soldier's squad mates were, trying to tell whether it would be alright to try and pick off this one, as hard as that may be. The clanging of the other three grew distant, even to Blade's sensitive ears, whereas the sound of the lone soldier's boots grew ever louder. He was about halfway across the street when Blade exploded into motion, his legs straightening beneath him, his right hand sending a throwing glaive out in a wide arc while the other threw a dagger straight at the chest of the exosuit. Blade had developed this to test the projectile deflecting or reflex capabilities of the superhumans, some being able to intercept, deflect or dodge both, despite the asymmetric flight paths. This one appeared to be an energy projector, with good enough reflexes. His hands shot out and little concussive waves of air rolled over the alternating projectiles, sending them spinning away, to clang against the concrete. Though the motion took him barely a second, Blade was already chewing up the ground between them, now only a mere fifteen feet away, right hand reaching up and drawing his sword, his left reaching in to grasp hold of a dagger, another more flexible adaptation for testing their capabilities. Blade already knew that he would need a strong thrust to get through that tough suit, and only in a few places, the armpit, the collarbone, the neck and the small of the back. He had discovered these to be the best places to hit, through trial and error and much pain. The soldier raised his hands and fired off a quick, poorly aimed concussion blast, but he aimed low, so it slammed into the concrete, the rippling air spraying flecks of asphalt into the air. Though he was still inexperienced, he knew that to try and do another blast would be folly, so he spaced his feet in a stance for fighting, his arms moving up to react, to Blade's first swings. Blade swung down his longer blade in a weak overhead blow and swung the dagger in from the side, trying to stab into the weak armour beneath his opponent's arm. His enemy wasn't unskilled however, and brought one wrist up to ward off the sword blow, deflecting it to the side, his other hand brushing Blade's wrist away. There was hardly any energy behind the sword swing however, so rather than a dangerous overbalance, Blade retracted his sword arm and turned to accomodate the arm that was thrown wide. The soldier threw a heavy, gauntleted fist towards Eric's head, but a quick dodge on Blade's part had him doing exactly what Blade had avoided earlier, an overbalance. The fist swung wide, and the broad shoulders turned, taking his hips and back with him. Blade stepped in and threw a savage kick to the inside of his opponent's knee, buckling it, before reversing his grip on the wickedly sharp dagger and driving it into the armpit of the soldier as fast as a snake might strike. There was the momentary catch and resistance, before the <em>shnict</em> and thud of the blade going in. He stepped away and let the inexperienced fighter's other leg drop, before holding his sword in both hands and thrusting downwards, sparing his opponent any more pain than necessary. He slid his dagger out and flicked the blood off of both his blades, before seeking out the two projectiles he had thrown earlier. He replaced them, not pausing, wishing so badly to let out a roar, to vent his rage and focus, but knowing that to do such would be a death warrant with so many other soldiers, most likely some more experienced than the first around. His eyes turned upward, to the floor that was being currently levelled, wondering what could attract such attention.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>13-11-2012, 22:51:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/WM001.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> War Machine Armor<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Anyone in Tokyo<br><br></span></span><hr>It was utter chaos down there. That’s the only way to describe what Tony Stark was watching. Gunfire rung out every few moments from somewhere, the occasional sound of people fighting. Of people dying. <br><br>It’s the sound of hope lost. <br><br>And then found again.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Okay enough of this. J, keep full sensor sweep up. Link up to Rurouni. Get some satellite feeds incoming.”&nbsp; &nbsp;As he hovers high there up in the skies above the city, he takes in all he can below him. He tries to approximate where there is the most fighting. Where he could maybe do a little good before heading down his spider hole. <br><br><em>++Very sorry to say, but the War Machine armor system does not have the capabilities for the latter.++</em><br><br>“Well if that don’t figure. When we see Rhodey again, tell him his armor sucks.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says, trying to sound lighthearted as the War Machine’s offensive systems now come online. The sounds travelling through the air are amplified in his helmet, allowing him a little more perception as to what is coming from where. It can be a little disorienting, but he is awesome personified. So it’s no big deal. And then suddenly.. the sound of glass crashing reaches his ears. It sounds.. closer than the other sounds. His head tilts down a little as he stays aloft, and he sees a figure starting to fall. <br><br><em>++Sir++</em> &nbsp; “Yep!”&nbsp; Tony exclaims suddenly as his hand jets cut off abruptly, the flaps along his back opening and igniting. His body rotates forward, and with the sound of engines roaring his hand repulsors come to life once more. He gets a lock on Diamondback’s falling form, getting an instant identification of the woman in his helmet. The jets mounted upon his back roar to life as his hand jets cut out, closing in on her form in the matter of no more than a second or so. Now, were he bashful or a gentleman and not a letcher (usually), he would apologize for the way he is about to ‘save’ her. But.. well he’s Tony Stark. And he’s still awesome. <br><br>His armored arms wrap around her waist rather unceremoniously, holding the back of her body against his chest. He continues to rocket down with her, keeping a tight grip of her body. Not so strong he’s gonna squish, but not so lenient that she’s going to fly out of his arms and become so much street pizza. That’s just not a good look.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Howdy. Diamondback, right? Fancy meeting you here. I know a wonderful place called Enju not far from here. I’ll buy. They make this thing called kaiseki,&nbsp; you ever had?”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says to her in midflight, wanting to perhaps use some.. bad.. humor to alleviate his mind about just how dangerous a maneuver this could be.&nbsp; <br><br>But only a second or so later the mostly scarred and destroyed ground is coming up on him, and he pushes his legs forward carefully. His boot jets burn harder, the flaps along his back swaying to help maintain balance. With a loud ‘CLANG’ sound they land, and he lets her go. Immediately he looks over his shoulder and up to the window she came out of. Perhaps to make sure nothing is dumb enough to try and follow them down. War Machine brushes his hands together absently, maybe he even struts absently, knowing he just did good. His softly glowing eyes now look to her, the black and silver faceplate not giving away anything of his emotions. Which.. would be in the neighborhood of a wreck.&nbsp; “So I’ll give ya my cell number? Way easier to get my attention through a text than jumping out a window.”<br><br><em>++My apologies for cock blocking, sir. But there is multiple targets converging on us. Some of them appear armed. I believe we are in danger.++</em>&nbsp; &nbsp; War Machine would suddenly look away from the lovely Diamondback, and he looks around slowly as he speaks.&nbsp; “We got company. Lots of company.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Back to her he looks then as the minigun mounted on his back slides up and onto his shoulder, the barrel spinning a few times as it does.&nbsp; &nbsp; “How weatherproof is that hot outfit of your’s? Can you take a short burst of extreme cold?”&nbsp; &nbsp; She would hear his gauntlets making soft clacking sounds as the weapons mounted on them load themselves. <br><br><em>++Sir, I do hope you are not intending to bring her into the Rurouni Station. She could be a security threat.++</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;As Jarvis says that, all Tony can think is.. the whole world is now a security threat. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>15-11-2012, 07:07:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/Diamondback_Portrait.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; None<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Mori Tower, Street<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Tony Stark and Blade<br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;You know it takes a surprisingly long time to fall.&nbsp; You think with all that time there would be those flashes of life everyone talks about when death is inevitable. The soft laughs and whispered moments, the joys and pains of a life lived and loved.&nbsp; Nope, not a bit.&nbsp; There was however a lot of wind and noise and the stay thought when gravity takes hold of…”That was not very smart.”&nbsp; Oh yeah.&nbsp; There was screaming, lots of screaming.&nbsp; Rachel was really good at screaming. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Trapster was good at making lots of things, but her Kevlar weave jumpsuit didn’t leave lots of places to put a spare ultralight.&nbsp; At least it looked good on her, though.&nbsp; That was a strange thought to have as Tokyo rushed towards her at an alarmingly fast speed.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Ooomph!” Yeah it wasn’t a lady like sound she made when Tony plucked her out of the sky, but really, if an armored power suit wrapped you in a bear hug while falling at terminal velocity you’d make some pretty unsavory sounds yourself.&nbsp; Diamondbacks jumpsuit stiffed at the rough embrace protecting her from any real harm, but it still felt like getting punched in the gut by the hulk when Tony reversed thrust for the landing.&nbsp; A million quips should have jumped to mind when he let her go, but for some reason the only phrase that popped up was, <em>‘Holy shit! I’m alive!’</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Much to her credit this joyful, incredible and frankly obvious observation lasted only a few seconds before she was able to muster a more coherent and important thought.&nbsp; “Yes, I have and if you’re gonna be rough like that, you do owe me dinner.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;It wasn’t until Tony spoke again that she realized the distorted voice was one she recognized from her time with The Avengers.&nbsp; They hadn’t worked together much, but it was hard not to know Tony Stark’s voice. She looked amused at his banter and was going to mention something about a girl and her entrance when Tony broke the mood. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;“It’s more than just a fashion statement.” She confirmed about her jumpsuit, but it didn’t look like there was much time for further discussing as some figures broke out from around the building coming their way.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>15-11-2012, 07:43:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/70QCU.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Eric Brooks<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Blade<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Ground level of Mori Tower<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback, Warmachine (Tony Stark)<br><br></span></span><hr>Blade had just collected his two original throwing weapons when Diamondback started her flight from one of the windows, high on one of the upper floors. Any plans he had of slipping into the building and picking off the soldiers one by one quickly died when a figure came rocketing from out of nowhere, catching the falling woman and lowering himself to the ground with a thud. The pair were about thirty feet away from him, but more alarming were the quickly adapting infantry he knew were going to descend upon them in a matter of seconds.&nbsp; They clearly weren't the enemy, but they were being shockingly stupid, small talking in the face of certain death at the hands of multiple superhuman death squads. He shook his head and jogged over at a brisk pace, oblivious to the fact that he was still wearing an angry expression and holding a blood soaked sword in his hand. His approach was quick and not concerned about stealth anymore, he only stopped when he was a few feet away.<br><br>There was no room for any triviality in his tones, Blade was nothing but business and rage when he spoke. "You two, shut the <em>fuck</em> up. I don't care who you are or what you're doing here right now, because in a very short amount of time, there are going to be seven or more soldiers of Apocalypse, like <em>that</em> trying to turn you inside out with whatever powers they may have!" He gestured at the corpse of the soldier he had slain with his sword before. He did a cursory examination of the two standing before him, teeth bared, face contorted in the blood rage that still gripped him, kept in check by nothing short of miraculous will power. The one in the suit was suspicious to Blade, the design not unlike the ones that all of the soldiers were wearing, but if he had to guess, this one seemed to have a few more tricks, the armour plating far more segmented in it's design, speaking of a far less compromising style. Furthermore, the oddly personalized voice that emanated from it had to be of fine make, AIs weren't supposed to speak in requests or fluid responses, with little things like "I hope" thrown in. The girl was giving him mixed responses, her suit said something along the lines of professional, whatever that may be, mercenary or something, whereas the pink hair and the <em>flirt talk in the current, horrendous situation told him otherwise.</em>" A little spark of recognition lit inside Blade, from his time in the Avengers- well, some part or another. He looked like Iron Man, and flirting did fit the flippant and arrogant personality of Tony Stark, but the suit was different. Bulkier, more drab in it's colour scheme, and <em>the fucking minigun.</em>"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 04:26:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/WM001.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> War Machine Armor<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Mori Tower, street level<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Diamondback, Blade<br></span></span><hr><br><strong>Not far from the gathered group…</strong><br>The young woman stands hidden behind a partially fallen wall near the Mori Tower. She knows the enemy is out there… she doesn’t know how they survived, or even who exactly they are, but she knows they are the enemy. <br><br><br>Any who stand against the righteous might of Apocalypse doesn’t deserve to live, they are the enemy. <br><br>Before she was ‘judged’.. she had a name, had a life. But now that name and that life are forgotten, all she knows now is the glory of her future. Of the infinite power unlocked within her slim form. She is not from Japan, she came here as part of a small group of Apocalypse’ soldiers from the U.K. She was told her unique abilities would come in handy. For the enemy is here, and they must be dispatched. To show pity is to show weakness. And she has had enough in her life of weakness. Ex-boyfriends beating her, friends betraying her, her coworkers using her so they could have an easier time. But no more. Now she holds the power, and it’s that power that is going to set her spirit free. <br><br>She is clad in a form fitting dark blue outfit from her neck down, her long red hair tied back into a ponytail. Her form is clad in a light exo-suit, nothing fancy or overly advanced. Not in comparison to others, of course. But it helps her to be more lethal against her enemies. She has happened across Diamondback, Blade and War Machine as they gather abruptly at street level. Oh, her luck is getting better and better. She can be the one to end their lives! She can be the one who is rewarded by the mighty Apocalypse! For his glory she will kill them all. They don’t even know she is there… she can kill them all within a few seconds, she knows it. Carefully the young girl leans down from her hidden spot, and she scoops up a baseball sized piece of rubble. Carefully she peaks out from behind her barrier, and as she does her power comes to life. The stone she had picked up turns into a glob of thick green liquid, holding the same shape as it did before. The gel is an acid, and there has been nothing it has not been able to melt through. She’ll take the black and grey robot first, then the angry ugly man with the sword, and leave the weakling woman for last. They’ll never know what hit them… <br><hr>Diamondback comments on her outfit, and Tony nods to her slowly. So she’ll be able to make the trip to his safehouse.. he hopes. He stands only a few feet from her… and his sensors suddenly detect movement very close to them. Just as Blade is about to speak, War Machine pivots on his heels, his right hand raising and pointing right at Blade. As he moves, a mini-missile emerges from the top of his gauntlet, ready to fire. But the moment he recognizes Blade, the moment the man speaks, the mini-missile disappears into the gauntlet, and he lowers his hand slowly.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Blade…”&nbsp; &nbsp;he says softly, nodding to him. Now of all the people he expected to find here… well Blade certainly wasn’t on that list. Certainly Diamondback wasn’t either. <br><br>“He’s right.”&nbsp; &nbsp; Tony says as he glances around again, knowing they are about to have company.&nbsp; &nbsp;“So, here’s what we’re gonna do, boys and girls. Jarvis, code ident card.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He looks down and to his right a little, his right hand reaching for his hip. From a hidden slot there at his hip, a small glass like card emerges. He grasps it and holds it out to Blade, taking a few steps towards him.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Take this. It’ll lead you to my safehouse, and let you in without being disintegrated by my defenses.”&nbsp; The card looks and feels like glass (though not nearly as brittle), about the size of a credit card. There’s nothing on it, until Blade touches it. And when he does, a small blue circle glows suddenly on the card. On the edge of that blue circle is a red line. The red line would act like a compass to lead them to his safehouse. Tony takes a step back now, looking between them as he speaks. He motions to Blade first.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Alucard, you and Ramona Flowers here get to my safehouse. And don’t argue with me, man. We’re an endangered species now. We’re the only hope for the future now. We’re gonna have to stick together. You two ninja your way there… I’ll draw everything away from you. Keep ‘em on me.”<br><br>“You two get movin. I’ll hopefully meet you there. Jarvis, 99 Ways. 100 Db.”&nbsp; He starts to move away from them, not interested in their chatter or arguments or whatever else. His plan seems perfectly logical to him, and as he sees it… right about the only chance they have. The only chance their world now has. The rubble strewn ground under his heavy footfalls crunch with each step as it’s crushed by the weight of his suit. No, no subtly or stealth here. He’s got another suit for that kind of thing, after all. No, Tony knows he needs to keep the masses… as much as possible.. on him. And so as he walks, his suit starts to broadcast a very loud song. This in the hopes he garners more attention, more eyes on him. After all, isn’t that what he’s spent most of his life doing anyways? <br>Megadeth-99 Ways To Die (Lyrics) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nw_rbZ5kJU8#ws)<br><br>He strides passed a fallen wall, some rubble on his right. And just as he does, a young woman suddenly leaps out, holding some glowing green glob of something. The woman draws her hand back… well… she starts to draw her hand back, and War Machine’s fist is suddenly connected with her face. She barely has time to scream, she doesn’t even realize he moved before she is his… very hard. She drops the ball of acid, and she just falls back with a low thud, kind of shocked at how hard she was hit. It was hard enough to make her… just utterly dizzy, seeing so many pretty stars. She had no idea she could be hit so hard and so fast… She starts to stir, to get herself back up, but her body seems to be working with different directions than her mind is giving her and just not cooperating.&nbsp; <br><br>Now his stride picks up a little, and he turns, raising his hands. The automatic weapons mounted under his hands start to fire in rapid succession, spraying the area not so far from where Blade and Diamondback were. He knows he hit a few that were about to emerge from there. The minigun mounted on his shoulder suddenly pivots and roars to life, the target a rather large and rather angry gentleman coming at War Machine, his hands raised to grab the armored man. But after 3 seconds of firing, most of the large man’s upper body is reduced to a fine red mist. The minigun now pivots, seeming to be firing randomly. But it’s following an exact targeting course set up by his firing parameters, targeting anything that isn’t him. Or Blade or Diamondback, of course. His weapons fire constantly as more emerge from the rubble, and most of them are nearly obliterated as he turns his weapons on them. There is no mercy, no holding back. He focuses on one in front of him.. one very fast. Fast enough to outmaneuver his fire. The man gets close as Tony takes a step back, and the man produces a sword suddenly. He swings it at Tony’s shoulder, but the blade just bounces off of War Machine’s armor. His boot jets suddenly ignite, and he shoots up about 20 feet into the sky. He continues to fire, spraying the area indiscriminately. Blade and Diamondback would most likely still be able to hear the ruckus from his canons.. and his very loud music. <br><br><em>++Sir, they do not seem as impressed with you as you are. Perhaps a strategic withdraw would be prudent?++</em><br>“Now just what are you talking about? There can’t be that many left.”&nbsp; After all, he’s awesome. Who can withstand his punishment? Just as he thinks that particular thought, something explodes against his chestplate. He lets out a sudden surprised&nbsp; “Ah!”&nbsp; as his in helmet screens go static a moment, and he drops from his ‘safe’ spot in the sky. With a loud clanging sound he lands on one knee, and once more the small crowd starts to close in. Though by now it’s been thinned out a little. He knows he got one of them.. maybe&nbsp; a few of the others went after Diamondback and Blade.. which is precisely what he wanted to prevent. <br><br><em>++Sir we are being surrounded. Again… that strategy I suggested?++</em>&nbsp; He pushes himself to his feet, now a small distance away from where he started. His arms start to raise, and once more something explodes against his chest.. and then again on his side. He is almost knocked right on his ass, stumbling back. Tony suddenly drops to one knee intentionally, his upper body leaning forward to avoid some kind of… energy whip or something. Something bad, he has no doubt.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Yep, strategy’s lookin better and better!”&nbsp; &nbsp;he says as he feels his arms suddenly constrained. He is lifted right up to his feet, letting out a soft grunt of pain as his arms are bent almost backwards. He lets out a soft gasp.. seeing the one holding him is the one he had thought he did the whole ‘fine red mist’ trick too. Weeeeell look who has a great healing ability. The.. man or whatever he is.. his upper body is a dark red color now, but definitely all there. Again. The man calls out as he turns, throwing War Machine like a puppet&nbsp; &nbsp;“Zelim ga ubti!” &nbsp; But mid air War Machine’s boot jets ignite, and at first he skids along the ground, until his hand jets activate, pushing him upwards. He grunts loudly as he’s barely carried over the heads of some of the red man’s pals’ heads. And Tony is a little disheartened at the sight. For all the effort and power he’s put forth.. he hasn’t taken down one of them. Well the chick with the glowing goo.. but even she seems to be on her feet. His hand jets cut off a moment as he turns, seeing a few of the enemy pack now leaping up or flying after him.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Shit! Flares!”&nbsp; &nbsp; He pivots in the air as small compartments open on either side of his hips. His hand jets ignite and he starts to take off, and from those compartments small brilliantly glowing flares are launched in all directions. Some of his pursuers are so surprised they actually stop or land, while others give chase. <br><br>Tony now puts all of his energy into his boosters, and he heads away from Mori Tower.. and from the direction Diamondback and Blade <em>should</em> be heading. He’ll lead his chasers away as best he can.. and then circle around and back to his safehouse. He’ll circle the whole fucking island of Japan if he has to. Which.. he just might.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 07:43:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Diamondback_Portrait2.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; None<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Blade and Tony Stark<br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;Diamond tipped Throwing knives appeared in Rachel’s hands when Blade angrily made his entrance.&nbsp; At first she thought he was just another of these goons tearing the ass out of Tokyo, but she recognized the name once Tony said it.&nbsp; So this was Blade?&nbsp; She looked the angry, bloody and violent man up and down.&nbsp; She knew the rep.&nbsp; He was a merc, too, of a sorts.&nbsp; A Vampire slayer and all around badass that you did not want to mess with. He made up his own rules and didn’t stop until his mission was accomplished.&nbsp; &nbsp;Thankfully she and tall, dark and fangy worked in different circles.&nbsp; He was not the kind of guy you wanted to be on the opposite side of.&nbsp; That was the rep anyway.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<em> ‘Hmm, I thought he would be taller.’</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She gave a little shrug at his harsh commentary.&nbsp; Only the fact that Tony gave him the key to his little kingdom made the bad man necessary.&nbsp; Well that and by the looks of things having associates in numbers that were good at killing things was a definite plus.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; While Tony launched himself into the fray Rachel looked over at the intense vampire and raised eye eyebrow.&nbsp; “Think you can keep up?” She asks not caring at the moment what direction the compass was pointed.&nbsp; What mattered was that they go in a direction other than the one Tony was taking.&nbsp; He was risking himself so that the two of them could escape.&nbsp; Maybe he wasn’t as much of a jerk as Steve made him out to be.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;The hiss of retros firing and the crunch of fragmented asphalt announce the arrival of a couple of Apocalypse’s shock troops. “Time to go.” She suggested to her deadly companion and nonchalantly tosses a smoke grenade to the ground.&nbsp; With a loud thump the street was is covered in a dense cloud.&nbsp; Not bothering wait any longer she sprinted towards the blown out lobby of the nearest building and leaps through the opening formally occupied by a window.&nbsp; Legs pumping she keeps low as she runs so she does not present an easy target.&nbsp; In no time she is out the other side of the building and into another section of the warzone.&nbsp; It wouldn’t be hard for those jump jets to clear the smoke cloud, but they would have to guess which direction she (they) went and that would be all the time Rachel needed to disappear into the streets of downtown Tokyo.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 19:08:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/70QCU.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Eric Brooks<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Blade<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Ground level of Mori Tower<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; No one yet<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Blade could only shake his head at the reactions of the two rather ignorant heroes. Having not one, but two projectiles levelled at his head didn't phase him in the least, he was close enough to react comfortably, besides, detonating a missile at point blank would likely kill Diamondback faster than it would himself, considering their differences in durability. He didn't think that saying anything was necessary when he was tossed the little plastic "keycard" that would grant him entrance to the safehouse. As Tony went off, followed by the sound and sight of Apocasoliders jetting into the air and then landing with gigantic clangs on rooftops. He reached up and wiped some of the beaded sweat from his brow with a forearm, blowing out a sigh. Shortly after, two rather dangerous looking soldiers sprayed large caliber gunfire at him, followed by an explosive round, spraying large chunks of sidewalk and road into the air. Before he could say anything to Rachel, the stranger tossed a smoke grenade to the ground and the street disappeared into a cloud of thick, billowing white smoke. The gunfire was spreading now, as the soldiers switched to a more suppressive type. Diamondback went of running... in the wrong direction, albeit not by quite a bit. Blade tensed up, unsure whether to use her escape in the wrong direction as a diversion to steal away in the correct direction, or to catch up and correct her course. He shook his head again and set off running, his legs hitting the ground with a heavy sound. The gunfire trained on him rather expertly, but he leaped out the other side of a building and shouted at Rachel in his most urgent, angriest voice. "Wrong direction woman! Keep running that way and you'll never reach the safehouse with your life!" He was getting slightly flustered, but he had to do this, to help in some way. Although he understood quick reaction, the idea of running in what was very possibly the wrong direction was tantamount to suicide if she lost Blade.<br><br>He was very slowly making his way towards the fleeing woman, her running being shockingly fast, nearly as fast as himself, a full fledged superhuman. What was she? His voice was still urgent, but now showing slight signs of his strain, the exertion of killing soldiers in hand to hand weighing upon him. "We need to stop! Get in a building and ambush them when they come in, one each. Quick, quiet, then we steal away!" Blade didn't often ask, so much as order, but this was a matter of life and death, the consequences of a wrong decision now affecting him as well. He was still running, but his head is on a swivel, looking left and right, trying to spot a building that would present a good point of ambush, his favourite tactic against the very dangerous soldiers. Running and gunning didn't work, even his .45 didn't penetrate the thick armour covering their vitals, so small arms fire wouldn't do it, nothing short of rifle fire or FMJ cartridges would do it. Though his gun was extremely useful in close quarters nowadays, even quicker to get through those soft points in the armour, almost like a spear now. He didn't even know if she was listening to his suggestion, but Blade shouted at her anyway. "Look for a Building with a ceiling and intact walls! That way they have to come in and look for us, they don't have enough firepower in those arm mounted grenade launchers to blow up the earthquake proofed walls of a downtown building, and they can't afford to go back for any heavier stuff!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>19-11-2012, 01:18:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/WM001.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> War Machine Armor<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, flying for his life!!<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Diamondback, Blade<br></span></span><hr>“Jarvis where are they?!”&nbsp; <br>He calls out as he flies at breakneck speeds along the street, finding himself troubled at staying focused now. He has to keep his line of sight, the horizon before him is laid out in his internal helmet displayed and it’s constantly suggesting a flight path that won’t get him killed. Well killed by flying into something he shouldn’t. But he also has to track his pursuers, which he’s gotten down to only a few. Well whoopdido. But he is also trying to figure out just how well he’s doing in keeping Diamondback and Blade in the clear. <br><br><em>++If by ‘they’ you mean Blade and Diamondback, they are still in approximation to where we left them. If by ‘they’ you mean the people trying to kill you, then they are right behind you. At 2 o’clock, 5 o’clock and 10 o’clock. I am not tracking any others, though I suspect they are there.++</em> <br><br>“Why the hell haven’t.. they… got farther out…”&nbsp; &nbsp; he mutters as his right hand jet fires, and he spins there in the air, still keeping his speed up. As he turns, his minicannon fires a stream of deadly fire towards 2 of his pursuers, hoping to either kill them or make them crash out. Sadly, neither is accomplished. They seem to be easily as agile as the War Machine armor in the air. He shoots a quick glance towards the third pursuer he knows is there, and he rights himself, now gaining altitude. <br><br><em>++If I may, the bogey at 2 o’clock appears as agile as War Machine in the air, sir.++</em>&nbsp; &nbsp; “Kinda figured that out already!”&nbsp; &nbsp; like.. 2 whole sentences ago. War Machine was made to make things dead, anything dead. Not for complicated aerial maneuvers, that was something more for the Iron Man armors. Well most of them. Hulkbuster isn’t exactly a hummingbird. But then he remembers one of the combat lessons he had to be bored with from Steve. Mr. Rogers. The original boy scout. The living legend, the one who lived up to that title. Captain America. If you’re up against a group, you run. Run as fast as you can. And then turn and only fight the fastest one giving chase. Beat them, then run again. Rinse repeat.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Hey wasn’t that pink haired hotty dating Steve?”&nbsp; He says as he gives one more burst of speed, and then abruptly turns, deploying all flaps and retro thrusters to come to an almost mid air stop, turning at the same time. The one flier chases him almost runs into him, but he raises his arms, firing a volley of mini-missiles at him from upside of his gauntlets. He doesn’t bother to wait and see if he beats him… he immediately twists in the air and takes off again, his full burn engines roaring to life. <br><br><em>++I would have to check the gossip rags for the answer to that, sir. The bogey is no longer behind us.++</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;“See? That was easy, wasn’t it?”&nbsp; &nbsp; He says out of breath as he continues to climb higher and higher, entering the clouds above.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>++Exceedingly so, sir. I would advise you resting very soon, sir. Your vitals are beginning to spike.++</em> &nbsp; War Machine comes to a hover high above the city, and he looks down as Tony tries to catch his breath. He’s just flown here from New York, saved the girl, gave directions to blackula, fought for his life against superpowered.. jerks.. and then ran for his life. He could use a nap. Or a dry vodka.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Show me blackula and Ramona’s position.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Or at least the position of the ident card he gave them.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>++Sir.. I feel the need to remind you not to call him blackula to his face. I doubt he would enjoy that.++</em> &nbsp; As Jarvis gives Tony good advice, a small red glowing dot emerges on his display.. he zooms in on that spot.. looks like they’re taking their time.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Ah come on. He’ll think it’s funny. I think it’s funny.” But then again, he had to get permission from Rhodey to use the ‘N’ word if he’s singing a song with it in it. If he used it while not singing a song with it in it, then he got a beating. He and Rhodey had an understanding. <br><br>“Okay.. now getting a lil woozy. If I contact ‘em through the ident card.. could ruin whatever ninja plans they got. So.. plot a course to the station. Let’s take the scenic route.. but let’s keep an eye on ‘em. If they don’t get no progress, then we’ll go in and save them. Again.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says with a nod, and once more he takes off, his armored form jetting through the cloud cover, heading once more away from the duo on the ground. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>20-11-2012, 08:10:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Diamondback_Portrait2.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Streets<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Blade <br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>If Rachel wasn’t so intent on watching for possible threats she would have rolled her eyes.&nbsp; <em>‘Why do they always think in a straight line.&nbsp; It must have something to do with having a penis.’ </em>&nbsp; She wasn’t about to stop and explain to Blade the concept of losing a tail and that was what they had, two angry ass tails that badly needed losing.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“We stop and reinforcements are going to pin us down.” She says not even winded and still at a dead sprint.&nbsp; She didn’t know who the hell these people were or what powers they had, but she did know one important thing about these soldiers.&nbsp; They lacked experience.&nbsp; That much was obvious from the squad she encountered in Mori Towers.&nbsp; Sure that may mean they would be dumb enough to follow them into a building to get picked off, but that wasn’t something she was going to count on.&nbsp; It would be easier to lose them in downtown where their jump packs would be hindered by tall buildings and a maze of streets and alleys.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Still scanning the skies and the streets she spotted one of their pursuers pass a block over. “Bogey 10 o’clock.” She says seeing the soldier change his direction to try for an intercept.&nbsp; “I’ll draw this one away and you deal with the other.” She says tossing one of the bugs she carried for surveillance at Blade.&nbsp; I’ll find you on the way out.”&nbsp; Rachel was sure she could lose this guy, or girl, didn’t matter really.&nbsp; She slowed up a bit just to make sure the soldier had seen her and not Blade.&nbsp; &nbsp;The patter of small arms fire on the street nearby was enough to answer her question.&nbsp; Once again at a full sprint she took off like a bat out of hell.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The jump pack would have been an advantage if she had kept to the streets, but she was able to cut down alleyways, backtrack through buildings and do all sorts of neat little tricks to confound the little bloodhound to her clever fox.&nbsp; Unfortunately for the bloodhound, this clever little fox was also armed with C-4, tear gas, grenades and a whole assortment of nasty packed in a pretty little box.&nbsp; She did have to hand it to her little hound though.&nbsp; He was stubborn.&nbsp; She thought she had lost him more than once only to find out that the little guy had picked up her scent again.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>‘It has to be the outfit.'</em>&nbsp; Trapster was good at what he did, but really, a hot pink jumpsuit?&nbsp; He was such a pig.&nbsp; A genius pig, but a pig none the less.&nbsp; She remembered him saying it would make her a better sneak.&nbsp; “You have to be good to not be seen wearing that.”&nbsp; He used to quip.&nbsp; Well, he was partially right.&nbsp; She was good, but sometimes it was a bit much.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <em>‘Well you know you didn’t help yourself with the hair.’</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She told her mental self to put a cork in it and decided to stop playing around.&nbsp; Finding the ideal spot to lay an ambush she planted a charge on the wall of a building and ducked under a large abandoned delivery wagon were she waited to see who and what this thing was.&nbsp; It wasn’t long before a loud ‘clank’ announced the arrival of her puppy dog.&nbsp; He was an ugly dog too.&nbsp; He was hairy and balding and she could swear he was tasting the air with his tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <em> ‘That can’t be good.’ </em>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The exoskeleton he wore was a navy colored metallic that protected much of his upper body and abdomen.&nbsp; The boots looked like they were stabilizers for the jump pack on his back.&nbsp; His sidearm was unfamiliar to her, which was odd.&nbsp; She was sure she knew the look of every modern firearm on the market and much of what was considered “off-market.”&nbsp; He looked like an ornery customer.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The hairy snake armored hound dude appeared to be following her moves…literally.&nbsp; That was why she was having trouble.&nbsp; It couldn’t have been her scent exactly, because he would have sniffed her out.&nbsp; He stopped and looked around, mimicking her motion exactly.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>‘Ok, that’s just creepy.’</em>&nbsp; She thought as she watched him close in on the explosive charge she had placed on the wall.&nbsp; ‘Just get a little closer.&nbsp; That’s a good boy.’&nbsp; From her vantage point under the truck she placed her finger on the remote detonator and waited for him to mimick placing it on the wall before she pushed the button.&nbsp; All in all, the explosion wasn’t large.&nbsp; It had been a smaller charge set as a distraction really and one that wouldn’t bring hordes of the soldier’s friends running.&nbsp; He disappeared into a hail of wall and dust.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“There, that wasn’t too hard.” She said out loud with much satisfaction as she rolled out from under the delivery truck.&nbsp; She had just turned her wrist over to see what direction her bug was transmitting in when she heard an ominous sound of hydraulics firing and the clank of metal.&nbsp; Rachel turned to see the cloud of dust settling on the shoulders of the armored exoskeleton.&nbsp; Snake-dog boy was stumbling out of the wrecked building wall looking a bit dazed, but no worse for the ware.&nbsp; Snake-dog was too cumbersome.&nbsp; She would name him Snog.&nbsp; Snog shook his shaggy head once or twice as he backup to into the street.&nbsp; At least he hadn’t seen her yet.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Here boy.” She called and the large mutant rounded on her with a snarl.&nbsp; There were still little slivers of wall sticking out of his face.&nbsp; He wasn’t very happy and tried to raise his rifle but Rachel was faster and he was still dazed from the explosion.&nbsp; She stepped inside the reach of the gun and kicked out and down to land a boot into the big man’s knee.&nbsp; She was expecting to hear a satisfying crunch, but only got a howl of pain for her troubles. Snog’s snake like tongue lashed out as he hissed in pain.&nbsp; Rachel snatched a dagger from its sheath inside her glove and with a flick of her wrist sent the long tongue spiraling away in a bloody ribbon.&nbsp; Snog cried out again and dropped his gun in an attempt to wrap her into a bear hug, but Rachel went limp and barely succeeded in slipping under his grasp.&nbsp; She rolled backwards, between Snog’s legs and once again his back was facing her.&nbsp; Damn, she should have thought this before.&nbsp; Rachel detached a diamond from her wrist and smashed the facetted gem on Snog’s back.&nbsp; The “diamond” shattered and sprayed a highly corrosive acid over the jump pack, melting a large section of it instantly.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Unfortunately Snog seemed to have recovered from his haze and backhanded Diamondback as he spun around.&nbsp; The blow lifted her off her feet and launched her ten feet across the street.&nbsp; She was able to roll with the blow, but damn that hurt.&nbsp; If it wasn’t for her jumpsuit protecting her she was sure Snog would have broken a couple of ribs.&nbsp; As she sprang to her feet Snog was charging.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Oh no.” <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Snog was relentless and was apparently undeterred by the wounds she had inflicted.&nbsp; Discretion being the better part of valor, (and having eliminated his mode of travel and tracking) Rachel thought it best to get the hell out of Dodge, so she ran….fast.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>25-11-2012, 03:26:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/WM001.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> War Machine Armor<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo skies, safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Diamondback, Blade<br></span></span><hr>The War Machine armor continues it’s flight through the lower atmosphere above the island of Japan. By now, he’s sure he’s shaken his tail. War Machine’s radar cross section is small enough that any operating station would have a hell of a time locking onto him, or even finding him. He’s circled enough, he thinks. <br><br>“Plot a course to Rurouni station.”&nbsp; &nbsp;The HUD in his helmet now begins to draw a soft gold colored line along the horizon he sees. His body pivots a little, his left palm repulsor cutting out for a moment as he adjusts his course. Once he’s all lined up with his new course, the flaps along his back draw in and he accelerates. He covers –a lot- of ground quickly, though still not quite as fast as he would with any number of the Iron Man armors. But he doesn’t just fly and nothing else. One of Tony’s little OCD things is that he always has to be doing something, physically or mentally. He gets antsy if he’s asked to just sit quietly. So as he flies to his safehouse, he’s going over what communication signals his armor can pick up. Which aren’t a lot. But what he realizes.. the enemy forces <em>do</em> have full communications. Wholly uninterrupted communications. In his current state, he can’t decipher exactly what the communications are, only that they are there. And that’s all Tony Stark needs to know in order to come up with a plan. A few plans. <br><br>And then finally… he can’t say precisely how long he’s been in the air, but it feels like he just flew from New York. Again. But finally his objective comes into view. Mount Kumotori, a mountain not so far from Tokyo. Part of the Ishione mountain range, it’s difficult to get to. Which made it perfect for a hidden base. A Tony Stark hidden base, therefore awesome base of operations. Keeping his armored form amongst the clouds, he actually circles the mountain once, just to scout it out. Doesn’t look like any of the baddies are in the area. Once confident the area is relatively secure, he turns once more towards the mountain itself. His HUD continues to show him the course he’ll need to take to actually get into the base. If you were an onlooker, you might think that he’s about to crash right into the mountainside. But he’s Tony Stark. He doesn’t do dumb things like crash into mountainsides. He’s about 100 feet from the mountain’s surface, and an entry way seems to suddenly materialize. A few small trees and a boulder seem to just slide into the ground, exposing an entry way. He flies right into the entrance, and the trees and the boulder emerge once more to hide one of his base’s entrances. <br><br>He flies at a downward angle along a twisting metallic corridor, flying for about 30 seconds more. And finally, he drops into his workshop from an entrance in the ceiling. War Machine lands with a loud ‘CLANG’, and he stumbles forward a step as he groans. The ceiling above him suddenly comes to life, about a dozen slim mechanical arms reaching down towards him.&nbsp; “Get me out of this fucking armor”&nbsp; he says in an angry tone. The ‘hands’ affixed to the mechanical limbs all lock onto different areas of his armor, unlatching and unfastening it one piece at a time. With the sounds of gears whirring and power being routed through the arms, the War Machine armor is drawn away from Tony’s form. He breathes a little heavily as the armor is pulled away, and he then leans on a near table. The War Machine armor remains there hanging in the air, the arms holding each piece aloft. Now he looks down at himself… almost his whole upper torso and arms covered in blood. His best friend’s blood. His upper body lurches forward as he feels himself gagging for a moment, and he then drops to one knee. He sits down on the floor after a moment, leaning against the table. His eyes are closed tightly, his head tilted back as he sits there, feeling just absolutely nauseous at the moment. <br><br>But he is awesome, therefore his loss of composure lasts for about 3 minutes. His eyes flutter open, and his voice now comes forth in a soft tone.&nbsp; “Jarvis.. are you there?”&nbsp; &nbsp;The voice of his assistant AI immediately comes forth from nowhere specifically in the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>++Always, sir.++<br>Tony finds himself smiling a little as he hears the soothing voice, and he sits up a little.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Put together some telemetry,&nbsp; borrow some sat navs if needed. I want to know what this is. I want to know where we are.”&nbsp; Jarvis’ voice comes forth again. <br>++I have already began putting together intelligence. Perhaps you would like to review it after you get cleaned up.++<br>Mr. Stark smiles a little at the suggestion.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Thanks, mom.”&nbsp; He says as he slowly pushes himself up. He leans heavily on the table, and he then starts to take the jacket off he is wearing. He drops the jacket on the floor, and then starts to unbutton the shirt he is wearing.&nbsp; “Make sure to let our guests in when they get here. They aren’t gonna be on the same page as me at first.”<br><br>++Yes, sir.++<br>Tony takes a deep breath, and he now starts to walk across the workshop floor. It’s actually similar to the workshop he had in his home. A vast floor with small trinkets and gadget strewn here and there. Everything he could want in a home away from home. And this is intentional. When you’re a billionaire playboy philanthropist, you can make your summer home(s) look however the hell you want. For Tony.. that means a workshop with more advanced technology within than most countries even know exist. He slowly walks towards a doorway at the opposite end of the workshop. A doorway leading to his private bedroom. When you’re a billionaire playboy philanthropist, you can have your bachelor pad right next to your superhigh tech play area. <br><br>As he walks, his eyes fall on the armors he has on display in the workshop. 3 different armors ‘mothballed’ here at Rurouni Station. The stealth armor, deep space armor and a version of the Mark II.&nbsp; <br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/StealtharmorA.jpg)&nbsp; (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ca/IronManVariantE02A.jpg) (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/20/Mk2var.jpg).<br>&nbsp;They are all behind reinforced glass, displayed as if they could just start walking on their own. Tony stops.. and he stares at them. His dark colored eyes narrow a little, and now ideas and theories start to fill his mind. His body turns slowly, and he continues to his bedroom, his eyes lingering on the armors for a few moments more. And then… he disappears into his room to get cleaned up. <br><br>Company coming over and all. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 07:27:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Diamondback_Portrait2.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Streets/Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Iron Man, Blade <br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel checked the transponder she was carrying.&nbsp; It hadn’t changed for some time.&nbsp; That meant the tracer she had planted on the Iron Warmachineman was either going to lead her to Tony Stark’s super-secret playboy mansion or his smoking metal corpse.&nbsp; Either way she had a heading, but her progress was slowed at first by all of the exo-skeletoned patrols and then by the brand spanking new canal that separated Tokyo Island from the mainland.&nbsp; Yes that was right, this new enemy had just cut itself its own freaken’ island.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Since it was taking her longer than anticipated to pick her way past the enemy she figured it would be beneficial to know a little about this new adversary and his band of genocidal maniacs.&nbsp; Of the person behind it, the only name she heard was Apocalypse.&nbsp; At first she thought it was a code name, like Mission: Apocalypse or something, but the more she gathered the more she thought it was a who and not so much of a what.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yeah, big score.” She said to no one.&nbsp; It wasn’t much to go on but at least on her way out of Tokyo proper she got a look at the perimeter defenses and they didn’t look too overwhelming.&nbsp; Apocalypse’s strike force was tough per man, but they didn’t seem to be overwhelming in number.&nbsp; Downtown Tokyo had been crawling with them, but the outer edges by the canal were thin.&nbsp; <em>‘Good to know if I ever need to get back in here.’</em> She thought.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Now she crouched at an outcrop of twisted concrete and steel overlooking the canal and the steel monstrosity that sat between her and the other side. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“And he owns a battleship, too.&nbsp; Great.”&nbsp; Rachel watched the gunship slide by in the water and waited for it to pass. “I ‘d love to sink that thing.” She mused.&nbsp; She had blown up lots of things before, but never a battleship.&nbsp; That would be awesome.&nbsp; She looked at the dark swirling sea water below.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Ugh.&nbsp; I hope Tony’s place has a shower.” She says and with a leap she cliff dives into the ocean below.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>Hours Later…</strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Thankfully the suburbs of Tokyo weren’t nearly as occupied by Apocalypse’s troops.&nbsp; She noted a few that were rounding up groups of people, but she didn’t know why.&nbsp; They weren’t being shot on sight. They were being rounded up for what the troops were calling Judgment.&nbsp; Whatever the hell that was?&nbsp; These groups were easy to avoid for an accomplished mercenary.&nbsp; Again Rachel couldn’t help but think of these guys as amateurs.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;A quick raid later and she had some warm weather clothing to keep her jumpsuit and hair covered and because Tony had mentioned something about a high altitude.&nbsp; He could have meant the idea of him carrying her at high altitude or he could have been referring to where his safe house was located.&nbsp; As the little red dot she had been following for the better part of the last few hours was indicating, it was somewhere on the big freaken mountain in front of her. <br><br><em>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;‘Wow, I have been around Steve too long.&nbsp; Fucking.&nbsp; Big. Fucking. Mountain.’ </em> <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Yeah she was glad she had found the heavy fur lined jacket.&nbsp; Rachel’s jumpsuit offered some protection from the elements, but that didn’t mean it was always comfortable, just survivable.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Where is a snowmobile when you need one?”<br><br>&nbsp;<strong>Another couple of hours later… </strong> <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Well, I shouldn’t be surprise.” She said a little annoyed but impressed.&nbsp; Rachel had followed the red dot to its end point.&nbsp; Well almost.&nbsp; Apparently it was inside the mountain itself.&nbsp; “Now how the hell do I get inside?” <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Rachel had already climbed half way up the mountain side. Yeah, I know, it’s good to be the peak of human performance, but at this point she was way beyond her peak and if she didn’t find the way in soon she was going to be in a bit of trouble.&nbsp; She was just thinking of turning back and trying again the next day when she heard something behind her.&nbsp; She spun in time to see a boulder falling in on itself to reveal a door.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Convenient." She observed and opened the door to look inside.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Beautiful co-ed…check.&nbsp; Ominous steel staircase…check.&nbsp; I think I have seen this movie before.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ++If you are referring to Sorority House Slaughter 5 Miss Leighton, I believe Mr. Stark has a copy in his extensive media library.&nbsp; Regrettably I am unable to access his remote library at the moment, or I would offer a viewing?++<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel should have been startled, but instead let out a tired laugh. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“No, thank you Jarvis.&nbsp; I think I have seen enough of that horror story today.” She had heard Tony’s computer manservant before and for the first time today felt relieved. <br><br>++Of course, Miss.&nbsp; Please come in and make yourself at home.++<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “I’ll do just that.” She answered and made her way up the three flights of stairs to the laboratory. Rachel let out a slow whistle.&nbsp; She had seen a lot with Trapster and in her time with the Avengers, but she had never seen one of Tony’s workshops and to say impressive would be an understatement.&nbsp; While careful not to touch anything that looked important she couldn’t help but snoop around a little. It was during that time that she came across the bloody clothing Tony had left behind.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis?&nbsp; Is Tony okay?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>30-11-2012, 04:04:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/74814A.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Genius, Man With The Plan<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Diamondback, Blade<br></span></span><hr>Mr. Stark enters his personal room, what amounts to his bedroom here at the safehouse. His whole body feels like dren. His mental reserves have been drained. But there’s no time for a nap, no time to stop. A shower, sure. But he has a lot of work to do. Tony walks across his bedroom, his eyes travelling to the large bed at one end of it, the 75inch plasma screen on the other, the small bar against one of the other walls. And as he walks, he is slowly shedding clothes, just letting them drop where they may as he walks. <br><br>“Shower on… hot… put David Newman on the radio, Jarvis.”&nbsp; &nbsp;With his tired words, the shower in the adjoining room comes to life, steam emerging from the shower itself almost immediately. The shower itself is large, looking like it’s made from marble. The main showerhead hangs from the ceiling of the shower, flat and broad in structure, the water pouring out of it almost in a rain like action. 3 more showerheads built into the walls of the shower, all of them now directing water towards the middle of the shower. Strong symphonic music can be heard in the shower itself, but it doesn’t really travel passed his bedroom. His body now bare, he steps into the shower, letting out a groan as the hot water cascades along his body. He rests his forehead against the shower wall, closing his eyes as the water cleans the dirt and blood from his form. <br><br>Fir a good twenty minutes he just stands there in the shower, his body relaxing, his mind clearing a little.&nbsp; There is.. so much he needs to do. Once more, it feels like the weight of the world is upon his shoulders. Like the world won’t stand a chance if he is idle. Maybe that’s a very arrogant way of looking at his world, but it’s going to be his motivation. That, and the dying words of his best friend. <br><br>The music softens, and Jarvis’ voice is heard.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, Ms. Leighton has arrived.++ &nbsp; Tony remains leaning his forehead on the showerwall as he speaks softly.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Blade here yet?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++No, sir. Not as yet.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony falls silent as he stands there, and finally he pushes off the wall. He steps out of the shower as it turns off, stepping onto a plush rug there at his feet. He picks up a near towel, and starts to dry himself off. After a moment, he starts to walk again, still absently drying off. Opening a dresser drawer in his bedroom, he takes out some loose fitting jogging pants and a black shirt made from a light fabric. Quickly slipping them on, he then steps into a pair of sneakers next to the dresser. The room itself almost seems like it’s been laid out for Tony, so that he wouldn’t even have to think about what he has to do next. No walking out of the bedroom without pants on for him, thank you. <br><br>After something like that happens to you three times, you kind of decide to get some kind of system in place. <br><br>The door to his workshop opens quietly, and he steps into it as Diamondback asks of Tony’s condition.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Just dandy, thanks.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says in response to her question, running a hand through his still damp hair. And of course, she would be able to see the circle of light embedded in his chest under his shirt, it glowing gently. Tony strides confidently over to where his War Machine armor hangs on the mechanical arms, and he reaches for it’s back area. He seems to fiddle with something, and then pulls his hand away. He tosses Diamondback’s tracer back to her as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Nifty little toy, but you may wanna think about using a more obscure transmitting frequency.”&nbsp; He says casually, now moving towards the large, heavy looking metal table near them both.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Glad to see you made it here all undamaged. I’m gonna need help if I’m gonna save the world and all.”&nbsp; &nbsp;His tone as casual as his gait was.&nbsp; “Jarvis, show me the world. Lemme see what you’ve been doing while we’ve been fighting for our lives.”<br><br>Tony glances at Diamondback as the lights in the workshop dim faintly, and the circle in the middle of the table starts to glow softly.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Not saying you need it, but I know I felt better after a shower.”&nbsp; He motions to the elevator doors at the far end of the workshop&nbsp; &nbsp;“Down takes you to the bunks and another workspace. Up leads to the kitchen and a rec room. Should have an X-Box up there, if that’s your thing. Non-perishables in the kitchen, ya know, pudding cups, dried fruit, canned fruit and foods and all. Might have to live on spaghetti-o’s and butterscotch pudding for a bit.”&nbsp; His eyes fall onto the table in front of him, and a holographic image of the Earth is displayed. And along it, there are patches that are highlighted in red. Lots of patches. Looks like almost every major city and community are shaded red. <br><br>Now he kind of sounds like he’s taking control of the situation here, doesn’t he? Like Diamondback’s presence is more of an afterthought to him. But that’s kind of how he deals with things like this. Make priorities in your head, and just do it. He has trouble looking passed that sometimes… <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>02-12-2012, 01:23:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Diamondback_Portrait2.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Iron Man, Blade <br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel plucked the transmitter out of the air and snapped it back into its place on her pink and black jumpsuit.&nbsp; She shrugged at his comment.&nbsp; It got her here, so she wasn’t complaining.&nbsp; Rachel paid attention to his description of her temporary residence.&nbsp; She would be sure to look around the place on her own.&nbsp; She needed to get to know the security in place and any potential bolt holes or alternate entrances and exits.&nbsp; She may look like a piece of eye candy in her tight jumpsuit and with her cotton candy colored hair, but she was a professional.&nbsp; Tony Stark may be looking to save the world, and obviously he thought she would fall in line.&nbsp; At this point it was good enough to let him believe it, after all she was a guest in his house.&nbsp; She would weigh the intel and then make her decision on what was best for her later when they had more facts. For now she was only interested in one thing.&nbsp; The shower.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Getting here was easy.&nbsp; I’ll tell you all about it after I shower.” She calls back over her shoulder as she enters the elevator and pushes the down button.&nbsp; There was information you can only get by being on the ground and experiencing it and she could give a first-hand account of what things where like in the streets of Tokyo.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The door slid shut.&nbsp; There was hardly a noise or motion to indicate that the elevator was moving, but Rachel was sure that it was.&nbsp; The door slid open into a small hallway with four doors.&nbsp; She opened the nearest one which revealed a small room with an adjoining door that she assumed was the bathroom.&nbsp; She was quickly out of her cold weather attire.&nbsp; Rachel unzipped her bodysuit and slowly peeled herself out of the form fitting material.&nbsp; She pulled porcelain white arms from the suit and with the help of her bare arms wiggled her hips slightly to work the suit down her body.&nbsp; She took a deep breath once her upper body was free of the confining clothing. Rachel pushed the suit down and over her hips.&nbsp; She sat down on the edge of the small bed and unlaced the calf high books she wore, kicking them over by a small dresser one after another.&nbsp; Long supple legs inched their way out of the last of the high-tech second skin and let it lay in a pool by the end bed..&nbsp; There was only one thing that she wanted more than laying back on the bed and taking a nap and that was luxuriating under the hot jets of the shower.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Grudgingly Rachel pushed herself off of the bed and put her arms around her back to unhook her simple black bra letting it fall to the floor.&nbsp; <em>‘Oh, that feels good.’</em>&nbsp; She thought walking towards the bathroom door.&nbsp; She hooked a finger under the wide waistband of her black thong panties and tugged them over her hips to let them drop to her ankles. Stepping one foot out she flipped her other leg behind her sending the panties sailing onto the bed.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/56/Diamondback_splash2.jpg)</div>The sound of water running soon followed.&nbsp; It was hot almost instantly and she stepped into the steam filling shower letting the water pulsate over her naked form.&nbsp; She lifted her head to let the water hit her just below her throat and cover her in its heat. An actual moan of pleasure escaped her lips and she giggled at herself. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>‘Now THIS feels good.’</em> She thought. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel lowered her head the water flowed down her back. Her athletic body was covered in bruises from the bullets that had impacted her suit and from the fight with Apocalypse’s soldier, not to mention the high dive from an exploding high rise and being snatched from mid-air by a man in a suit of steel.&nbsp; All in all she was feeling pretty beat up at the moment.&nbsp; Rachel let her hands explore her body checking for any potential broken or bruised areas in need of mending.&nbsp; Fingers gently probed at her ribs and she stretched her arms and back to make sure they had their full range of motion.&nbsp; Once satisfied that there was no permanent damage done she found the soap and began to enjoy the hot shower in earnest.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; For a good hour Diamondback let the warmth soak into her.&nbsp; Eventually she toweled herself off and went looking for the items she had balled up and stuffed into the cold weather clothing she had “borrowed” in the outskirts of Tokyo.&nbsp; Rachel pulled out the set of silkies she had acquired along with the white slip and long black skirt they were all rolled up in.&nbsp; She quickly dressed and pulled the sweater she had been wearing under her cold weather jacket over her head.&nbsp; She looked less the super heroine and more a business woman.&nbsp; This was the side of Rachel the Avengers would have been more familiar with&nbsp; The clothes were loose and comfortable and she needed some time to wash her other unmentionables and let her body suit air out a bit. She made a mental not to ask Tony where the laundry room was and headed back out to the elevator and the kitchen.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The kitchen was a quick stop off for some chocolate pudding cups and then she was back in the elevator and headed to the lab.&nbsp; The elevator doors opened to reveal Tony still looked over the globe in front of him detailing the current state of the world. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Not good I take it.” She says around a mouthful of pudding.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 07:21:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/uw01_Underworld_poster.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><br></span></span><hr><br><br><strong>-Now-</strong><br>She stood on a roof top over-looking the downtown of Tokyo as the moon rose, fires still burned and here and there lights flickered where someone had power. The smoke hung heavy and down below humans were being gathered up. Neena wondered again how she ended up in this mess and what was happening in the rest of the world, the bits and pieces she had heard was not good… not good at all.<br><br><strong>-Then-</strong><br>Domino had taken a position on a crane overlooking the warehouses below, from the view Tokyo spread out toward the bay, bustling with energy and teeming with people scurrying here and there. She laid the rifle over the side and sighted in points, loaded the clip and waited. The contract had been to act as an over watch for an exchange of goods between a well-known groups of Yakusa. The boss had misgivings and there were hints of betrayal and she was known to be very reliable and honorable, which surprisingly meant a great deal to the Yakusa. All of which meant that her 100,000U$ had already been collected, placed in a case and dropped off in a handy locker. <br><br><strong>-Now-</strong>She blinked and the special lenses she wore kicked over to night vision, everything shifting to a greenish hue and there she saw them and again wondered what they had become. She stooped behind a large air unit and unlimbered her rifle “damn only 9 shots left ...so I better made these count”. Normally in the states resupplying her ammo would not be that hard even with some of the rounds she used… just head to a local gun store and be sweet and ask nicely. Here in Japan it was a different story yet she had a lead on a weapon cache… one of the yakusa’s warehouses if you could believe they still fought on.<br><br><strong>-Then-</strong>The limo and truck had arrived on schedule, followed by the Boss and his truck. Everything was looking as if it was&nbsp; going well then she caught movement from the corner of her eye and a sudden flash, she watched as the ones below suddenly stopped and turned their eyes going wide and mouths opening in a surprised ‘O’. She twisted her head and her eyes widen as well as she saw the flash of a huge explosion then another and more and dropping from the sky distance forms. She could see the explosions then she saw the biggest yet only a kilometer away and she stood and leaped for the scaffolding. Here she was 200 feet in the air on a crane and the world was exploding or at least Tokyo.<br><br><strong>-Now-</strong>She sighted in on the group of 4; she had learned the vulnerable places of the armor and now watched as they showed off by assaulting members of the huddled crowd. One clearly had some sort of blast, another seemed to be using her mind as several in the crowd screamed and grabbed their heads and the 3rd stood there casually bending a pole into shapes that amused him. She sighted on the mind controller, never let one of those get close or have a chance was her motto. Her finger caressed the trigger and 800 meters away the head of the woman snapped back as the, as blood hazed the air behind her. The surprised look on the others made her chuckle softly as she snapped off a second shot then a 3rd… "Oh hell” she muttered as that one didn’t go down. She rolled to the side and darted for the stairs.<br><br><br><strong>-Then-</strong>She remembered moving and grabbing a metal bar then the whole world shook and a blast of fire swarmed past…she fell she knew that but she also twisted and arched and then it was blackness. Neena woke to a sense of being upside down, and swaying as her eyes snapped open she saw she was still 20feet above the half scattered concrete and looking up she saw that one of the cranes cables had wrapped around her leg and stopped the death plunge. Though slamming into whatever she had left her aching and bruised. Better then being dead by a long shot! Neene twisted and bent and undid the cable and dropped the rest of the way to the ground, again she checked her-self...bruised but nothing serious and she even still had her rifle and kit.<br>As she moved between the warehouses she heard gunfire and blasts, moving she saw what was left of the yakusa firing at these armored suits that seems to be using some sorts of varied powers. Domino stayed in the shadows watched till one of them turned toward her charged laughing in some maniacal way. <br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Underworld-Awakening-underworld-28506432-1200-797.jpg)</div>She rolled and dipped and came up firing her pistol. The armored being stopped dead a look of surprise on his face as the armor piercing rounds punched nice holes in his shiny armor then he fell back to thud on the ground, as the others turned toward her.The battle was not one she wanted to do again since they were tough but she dove and twisted hand standing past blasts as she kept firing. Her shots found kinks, weak spots, areas that weren’t as protected and penetrated leaving behind bloody bodies. Neena stopped beside the last youngster since she realize these were all kids, checking the armor, loosing pieces and finally finding comm gear. This she could use and she also gathered up several of the weapons from dead yakusa hands and headed toward the city. After all her 100 grand was in there.<br><div class="floatright">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/2012-Nissan-GT-R-North-America.jpg)</div><br><strong>-Now-</strong>Neena moved with grace down the inside of the building, she had holed up there for the day, finding a condo well stocked. So she had eaten, slept, tried the news channels, patched up a few wounds and waited. Mostly she listened to the various comm units she had taken from those she had took out. She had found a car in the garage a lovely Nissan and made for it. Sliding in she gunned it and spun out weaving up the ram to drop into the street. She figured she had maybe a 3 minute head start but she needed to get out of the city, it was almost fully cut off but she had seen one bridge still up, though patrolled. What the hell she would trust her gift and skill and see if she could take the best ride yet. Smiling as she found the perfect song, she roared out with the music blareing!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJtB55MaoD0</div></div><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/MARVEL_LOGO.jpg) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156287.msg7151369#msg7151369)
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 03:56:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/74814A.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Genius, Man With The Plan<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Diamondback, Blade<br></span></span><hr>Tony keeps his eyes on the holographic image before him, the softly glowing outlined Earth model. As more and more of it is highlighted in red, he hears Rachel say she’s going to get freshened up. Huzzah. He glances to her with a small nod as she crosses the room and disappears into the elevator, and he wonders if he has to check the silverware after she is out of his sight. Ah, if she was with Steve for even a little bit, she has to have some of that goody good inside of her. People like that don’t steal silverware. <br><br>He clicks his fingers, and then brushes his hand in front of the globe projection. As if he had touched a physical globe, it spins slowly on its axis, showing more of the world to him. He crosses his arms across his chest as he looks over the damage, his brows furrowed. After a few minutes of just staring silently at the globe, he says softly&nbsp; &nbsp;“Kind of worse than all the wars put together, huh.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>++I surely would not know without further inve++&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; “It was rhetorical… show me the most current geostationary satellite trackers..”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Jarvis falls silent with Tony’s harsh tone, and almost instantly all around the globe small glowing green circles appear. They all orbit with the globe slowly, and Tony’s head tilts to one side as he now paces back and forth absently.&nbsp; &nbsp; ++There are approximately 4,000 satellites currently in orbit. I have tried patching into multiple systems, but many of them have been compromised.++&nbsp; &nbsp; As Jarvis speaks, Tony’s fingers snap with an almost nervous habit, and he then nods to Jarvis’ report.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Which we knew. Seems this fella is keen on total domination. Earth and the heavens and all the signals between… show me the confirmed compromised satellites.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Tony now takes a few steps away from the table as Jarvis works, and he pulls over a rolling office chair. One with many small burns in its fabric face. As some of the small glowing green dot turn red, he plops down in the chair and leans back, his eyes back on the holographic display.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Uh huh.. any patterns? He probably took.. military satellites, communication and defense in nature. Probably most of the major media satellites and cellular coverage, right?”&nbsp; &nbsp;There is a brief pause before Jarvis answers&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ++It would seem so, sir. The intelligence I have gathered thus far is based on smaller, less powerful satellites. Or satellites used for educational purposes.++&nbsp; &nbsp; “So when I get the global communications back up, that’s gonna be what we’ll have to do. Sneak into whatever satellite we can.. use it for as long as we can.. until we’re detected and locked out.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He nods at the simple brilliance of his plan.<br><br>Just as Rachel re-enters the workshop, Tony is indeed staring at the globe still. Though it looks a little different now than it did, colored with blues, reds and greens all along it. Tony starts to speak, then he glances at her.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Not good is a good wa-“&nbsp; &nbsp; when he actually sees her, he finds himself doing a double take, his eyes widening a little.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Uh”&nbsp; &nbsp;he says softly before looking back towards the globe&nbsp; &nbsp; “Not good is a good way of&nbsp; putting it. We’re maybe.. 2 steps below a Galactus sized event, about 20 steps above a Loki sized event.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Now he pushes himself to his feet, absently clicking his fingers together as he speaks, his eyes staring at the globe.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Jarvis, what’re the numbers?”&nbsp; <br><br>++The information I have gathered is most likely inaccurate, given the low threshold of date gath++&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; “Jarvis the numbers.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony says in kind of a stern, inpatient tone. There is a moment’s hesitation, and then Jarvis’ voice comes forth once more. Not as confident as before, like someone who is indeed delivering bad news to a friend. Which is exactly what this is.<br><br><br>++Current estimates stand at a loss of two billion, eight hundred seventy million dead. Approximately another one billion, three hundred million missing. Again, these are just estimates.++ &nbsp; <br><br><br>Now Tony slumps in his chair a little as he stares at the globe, speaking softly.&nbsp; &nbsp; “41% of the human race wiped out..”&nbsp; &nbsp;he shakes his head as he sighs heavily, looking towards Rachel out of the corner of his eyes.&nbsp; “When I said we were an endangered species, I wasn’t joking.”&nbsp; His hands then fold on his chest, and he stares at his folded hands as he seems to lose himself in thought.. or perhaps it’s worry in disguise. Like he wants to make it seem like he’s hatching some kind of brilliant plan, and not worrying about those he loves.. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>06-12-2012, 06:18:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/70QCU.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Eric Brooks<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Blade<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Ground level of Mori Tower<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; No one yet<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Blade didn't say anything as she went on, instead, wondering how in the world she planned on doing it herself. But he snapped from his reverie and sprinted off in another direction from her, noting the sound of gunfire from her side. This thundering around really got on his nerves, he needed to vent, he needed to kill something evil. The buildings were relatively intact in this area, surprisingly enough for somewhere that got hit with the A-team. He didn't so much dart as veer into a building, a squat concrete affair, very sturdy looking, hopefully appearances weren't deceiving. He sat with his back against the wall, a foot or so to the left of the door, knees slightly bent, teeth <em>still</em> bared. The sounds of gunfire still prattled on, but died off, instead, the roar of jump-jets and the heavy, metallic clang of exosuit boots hitting the ground replaced it, deliberate footsteps echoing off the concrete in the empty street. Blade was silent, tensed, ready to pounce and kill, his hands seeking out a dagger and replacing the sword in it's sheath, his other hand seeking out the large caliber revolver, cocking the hammer in time with the next footstep. It would only be seconds before the soldier's foot entered the open doorway, only a foot away from the hidden Blade. The other foot swung in and Blade struck. The dagger darted in with speed and precision borne of experience, sinking into the back of the soldier's knee. The soldier was obviously a little more durable than the last, as instead of his leg crumpling, the dagger sunk in and he swung about, laying a heavy backhanded smash into Blade's ribs. Blade let go of the dagger and ducked the next swing, the metal shod fist smashing a sizeable piece of the wall away. It was followed by a practiced uppercut, which clipped Blade as he attempted to dance around the less mobile opponent. His free hand slipped another dagger out of his vest and he had to knock the soldier's wrist to the side, the mounted gun firing off the small caliber rounds into the opposite wall. Blade reversed his grip on the dagger and planted it in the front of the soldier's closest knee, quickly tucking around behind him and letting go of the dagger. The gun rose with no hesitation and the barrel pressed against the back of the now kneeling soldier and fired. There was the sound of metal hitting against metal and then the explosion of blood out of the visor. The soldier crumpled and Blade retrieved his daggers and holstered his gun, wincing and holding his ribs, that possibly superhuman backhand leaving him plenty sore. Blade's hands sought out the card that Tony had given him, the directional arrow giving him his heading, now free to follow. Discreetly. Dark boots hit concrete with a practiced silence and Blade was off, slipping through the city, disappearing into the darkest nooks and crannies.<br><br>It had taken Blade maybe three quarters of an hour to reach the destination given to him by the plastic card, which looked to him like a rock. A <em>secret</em> rock. That same secret rock folded into itself as he approached, revealing a small, metal entrance. Blade looked around for anyone who might have tailed him, before slipping inside, hearing the telltale click of the rock reconstructing itself. Blade was clanging up the stairs, all pretence of stealth gone, the wear and tear setting in and the dozen or more scratches irritating him to no end, even as they healed. Blade reached the top, not really catching any of the no-doubt-banter of the two nimrods. It didn't matter so much anymore, he was safe for now. He was silent and still scowling as he approached the table, but his teeth weren't bared any longer. He stood at the table and took off his sunglasses, tucking them into a breast pocket in his coat. He then proceeded to disarm himself. One might mistake him for carrying the contents of a knife store as he worked, unstrapping at least a dozen daggers, knives, throwing knives, glaives and his signature sword, depositing them on the table, before letting out a sigh and looking for a chair. Blade saw the armours and the entire, admittedly quite advanced workshop, reminding him somewhat of the workshops that he had his equipment made in. Blade shrugged and put on a look of "meh", never willing to admit when something impressed him. Not with someone who reminded him of Hannibal. <em>Never.</em><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>10-12-2012, 16:53:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><br></span></span><hr><br><br>&nbsp; Domino floored the accelerator and screamed down the roadway. The bully-boys of Apocalypse had oh so kindly pushed or destroyed most of the vehicles in the middle of the roads, mostly so their own many vehicles could get past. This suited Neena find and gave her a chance to open up the car. She mused over the weirdness of this all. The streets of Tokyo, after dark, flickering with lights here and there, few people on the streets, building damaged and some destroyed. If someone had told her this a week ago she would have laughed.<br><br>&nbsp; She flipped open the X-man comm that she had wired into the power of her staff. <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp;<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“Check…Check… This Domino...Zebra23niner...check check...” </span>&nbsp; &nbsp;</span> She roared pass a team of four that turned with these surprised stances…one of them wearing no armor at all. In a few second they had started to chase, three of them leaping with the jump jets they had and one running hard, closing by foot on the 70 mph speed of her car. <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"> “Check CHECK this is Domino… zebra23niner...anyone there…”. </span>&nbsp; &nbsp; </span> <br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"> <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"> “Domino, nice hearing you alive and all. What's your location?”</span>&nbsp; &nbsp;</span> The smooth male’s voice came back over the X-Men link. By now the three had landed and did a second short leap as the one on foot pulled beside the Nissan and smirked, that is till Domino arched an eyebrow and tossed a handful of razor caltrops in front of him as she pulled a bit ahead. The scream was satisfying as the man went tumbling with blood flying from his feet.<br><br>She twisted the wheel sending the car into a right sideways slide as one of the others dropped onto the rood way, laying a submachine gun over the window she opened fire <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>'Bambambambabababambam'</em></strong>… </span> all the while talking&nbsp; into the comm.&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"> “who are you, give me a recon code NOW!!"</span></span> The male replied,&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"> <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Well I don't know what a recon code is... how about mocha mocha mint chocolate chip? This is Tony Stark... Maybe you've heard of me. What's your... uh... 15? No, what's your 20. Yeah, that's what you military types say, right?". </span> </span> As she fired bullets sprayed and ricocheted one of them finding the gas tank of the car the Bully girl had dropped beside and exploded, covering said armored girl in fire as several bullets found kinks in the armor.<br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“RIGhttt… Ironman is dead dickhead, they have been showing the video to all the bully boys and girls here, rumor has it some are wearing pieces of the armor as adornment back in the states. So DICK…you don’t mind if I call you <strong>DICK!</strong> now do you…”</span> </span> She spun the car hard clipping two others as 2 beams of energy one green and the other a weirdly glowing red fired past her… then the red one slammed through the rear window and out the front taking part of the roof with it. She leaned up and twisted and threw a mini-grenade back catching the green beam about 4 foot in front of the one that fired it off and making a BIG explosion that blew him back through a building.<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“As I was saying <strong>DICK</strong>, since Ironman is dead, I doubt you are really Tony Stark, so go tell your boss not all the X-men are dead and I am coming for him, Domino Out!!!&nbsp; </span> </span> <br><br>Neena was not surprised the final one still leap trying to close but that was find with her,&nbsp; as she fishtailed and spun down a main road, tall buildings rising on both sides.&nbsp; She leaned out the side and fired upwards spraying the big plate glass windows and various cranes and things just as the armored male passed overhead. Glass shards whirled in the air and then a crane began to fall, at first in a slow topple but as the armored man tried to adjust his jump jets to avoid the glass he twisted wrong and smashed into the falling crane which tangled him and kept falling crashing behind the car. The lovely Nissan by now was smoking and leaving a trail of fluid on the roadway, the engine hammered and she was losing speed, she spotted the turn off and shifted gears spinning through a building and into the back alley sideswiping the back wall as she straightened out She let the car roll to a stop and climbed out the sun roof and jumped up grabbing the stairwell and climbed from the tops of the buildings she wove her way through 2 blocks till she found the nondescript fish market. Her eyes narrowed as the night vision part of her eye lenses spotted 7, no 8 people on roofs with guns as well as several hidden elsewhere. Rounding the corner she stepped past a Yakusa guard and into a large enclosed area that was a beehive of activity.<br>In one area 5 of the Mitsubishi Type 89 IFV of the Japanese Self Defense Force sat with their crews and troops at the ready. In another part a dozen vehicles of various types where lined up. With all sorts of men and a few women around them in various types of cloths and gear but every single one armed in with some gun and most with swords.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>12-12-2012, 21:27:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/Diamondback_Portrait.jpg)</div><hr>&nbsp; <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Tony's Safe House<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Blade<br>&nbsp; </span></span><hr><br>Rachel put the pudding cup down on the table.&nbsp; She wasn’t hungry anymore.&nbsp; Forty one percent, the number was staggering.&nbsp; She found herself clutching the back of the chair she stood next to so she didn’t fall down.<br><br>&nbsp;‘My God.’<br><br>Rachel pulled out the chair and sat staring at the floating globe in front of Tony.&nbsp; She should be angry or sad, horrified even, but she just felt numb.<br><br>“How?” She questioned aloud, though the question wasn’t really meant for Tony.<br><br>Blade’s entrance barely registered to her.&nbsp; Normally she would have made some quip about what took him so long, but not now.&nbsp; Now she was trying to comprehend the enormity of their situation.&nbsp; Humanity was facing extinction and they had no idea why.<br><br>“I saw troops rounding people up in the subburbs.” She offered quietly.&nbsp; She had assumed they were prisoners of war or hostages.&nbsp; Now she doubted it.&nbsp; “The squads outside of downtown were light and easily avoidable.&nbsp; Lighter the farther you get from the business district, easy for small groups to get into and out of.&nbsp; Whoever is in control here isn’t concerned with much outside of the Island.”&nbsp; It was easier to report what she saw outside than deal with what she was seeing in here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 22:28:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/74814A.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Genius, Man With The Plan<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Diamondback, Blade<br></span></span><hr> As he sits there, Tony glances at a small monitor on the table. It’s a readout of the security status of his safehouse, and it shows him that Blade has arrived. He’s glad of that. He was afraid that he wouldn’t make it. Tony’s going to need all the help he can get in this. <br><br>“How? I wish I could say. The attacks were precise, strong and fast. None of us saw this coming. None of us..”&nbsp; he says softly, his hands folding on his chest now. He listens to Rachel’s report about the troops… and something occurs to him. He sits up suddenly in his chair, and he reaches out to the globe. His hand brushes passed it, making it circle until the island of Japan is shown. He snaps his fingers, and then draws his hands apart. The image of Japan and it’s surrounding lands are enlarged, the rest of the globe fading from view. Jarvis’ voice is heard then. <br><br>++This image was made using satellite imagery as well as War Machine’s sensor recordings.++ &nbsp; Tony just nods a little, his finger moving along the outside of the island that is now Tokyo.&nbsp; &nbsp; “The attacks… the fact he’s cut off Tokyo… he’s not just after real estate and prisoners. There’s no holding camps. He’s after the tech. All of these buildings”&nbsp; &nbsp;he motions vaguely to the map of Tokyo&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“They’re some of the most advanced research facilities in world. He means to use them for his army..”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>Tony shakes his head a little, still thinking about what Rachel said.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I think he’s assimilating people somehow. Putting them under control. Can’t be through telepathy… we’d all be effected. Can’t be atmospheric, he’d have us too. Person to person assimilation.”&nbsp; &nbsp; At this point he seems to be talking to himself.&nbsp; &nbsp; “There’s no unusual frequencies from any of those we fought. Just those suits they had… but it’s not the suits either. They’re just to augment them. So….”&nbsp; &nbsp;His brows furrow as he comes up with a few plans, and he turns then slowly. He starts to walk slowly away from the table, and the image of Tokyo shrinks down once more, the rest of the globe becoming more prominent. <br><br>“Jarvis, show us the leader.”<br><br><br>The image of the globe dissipates, and it’s replaced by what looks like a see through television screen. Upon that screen, an image of New York comes up. They would see the Stark Tower, and many beings flying around it and attacking it. They would then see Iron Man emerge from the building and begins to fight some of them. That only lasts a few moments, and suddenly a glowing beam of energy explodes from the ground, engulfing Iron Man. Iron Man explodes, bits of smoldering armor falling from the sky. The image freezes there, and the source of the beam is magnified. It’s a blurry image, but it’s obvious it’s a very large man. Grey and blue in color, the source of that beam of energy. Tony turns slowly, motioning to the image.&nbsp; &nbsp; “That’s him, the one behind this all. How do I know that? Glad you asked.”<br><br><br>Now he takes a few steps towards the image as he speaks&nbsp; &nbsp; “To pull this off… well he’s got to be <em>almost</em> as smart as me. So he would know Iron Man is going to be one of his biggest adversaries, and therefore one of his main targets during the initial attack. And this isn’t something you leave to cronies… you go out and you make a statement. You show the world that you’ve killed Iron Man. Yeah, he’s the leader of all this.”<br><br>“I’d like to send you two on some errands.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says as he looks between Diamondback and Blade.&nbsp; “Welcome to the safehouse, by the way Blade. Sorry I didn’t have more of a party for ya.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a thin PDA, going through it’s screens one by one as he continues.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Elevator goes down, leads to some bunks. You can get a shower or something if you want, Blade. And then… I need you to go back towards the city.”&nbsp; &nbsp;His eyes now fall on Blade as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I think this army is being controlled by a chemical, or some other agent. So, I need you to get me a blood sample. And…”&nbsp; &nbsp; he walks to one of his smaller workbenches, pulling out from one of it’s drawers what looks like a grey gun. It’s plain of any decoration or anything, having only a small light on one end. He tosses it to Blade as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Here. Hold the barrel to skin, pull the trigger. Count to 4, green light there should light up. You got your sample. Bring it back, I’ll do the rest. And try not to destroy it, huh?” <br><br>Then he looks towards Diamondback as he speaks.&nbsp; “I know this is a lot for us all to take in, but we need to keep working. I need you to help me set up a global comms network. Most satellites are being controlled by this guy, so I need to steal some of my own.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He holds the PDA out to her as he continues.&nbsp; &nbsp; “This is a map to warehouse number 13 for Tenma Industries. One of the companies ran by Stark International. It’s got an experimental communication array that I need you to activate. And discretely. The data pad there will give you instructions on powering it up. I can use it to enable communications for the world at large. This is important… we’re all running around blind until we get people talking to one another.”<br><br>Now he walks towards the table, and the image of a satellite is then show on the display. Tony speaks softly as he stops in front of the table.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I can send a message out, most of the world will hear it. But they won’t be able to communicate with each other yet. So… that’s what I’m gonna do while you guys are out. And then I’m gonna run my own errand.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>16-12-2012, 06:44:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Diamondback_Portrait2.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Iron Man, Blade <br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel half-heartedly listened until Tony mentioned getting communications back up.&nbsp; If they could find out what was going on and who was still out there, maybe they still had a chance.&nbsp; She took the PDA Tony handed her and memorized directions and codes for starting up the array before handing it back to him.&nbsp; Work was something she could loose herself in for the moment and having to concentrate on a job would keep her mind busy from the horror that was the world’s current state.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “Alright.&nbsp; I’ll see you two later.” She said standing up and walking towards the elevator.&nbsp; It was time to suit up and save the world.<br><br><strong>Some time later….</strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel stood in front of a rather unassuming looking warehouse.&nbsp; “Warehouse 13.&nbsp; Cute.” She muttered softly looking up at the building.&nbsp; She had taken extra care in getting to the location undetected, but like she had seen heading to the safe house, the forces controlling Tokyo were spread pretty thin.&nbsp; They would be sufficient to spot a large force moving against them, but a lone merc had no problem slipping past their defenses.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Alright, let’s see what pretty little package Tony left for me.” <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel made short work of the security system at the door.&nbsp; It wasn’t even a Stark Industries SecureTeck System, so it was no challenge.&nbsp; Rachel opened the door and slipped inside.&nbsp; It was pitch black.&nbsp; With a quick turn of a “diamond” on her gauntleted hand a beam of light issued from it and illuminated the array standing in the otherwise empty warehouse.&nbsp; Rachel gave a quiet whistle.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Wow Tony.&nbsp; You shouldn’t have.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony’s directions were accurate, which was expected and in no time she had the array up and humming.&nbsp; Rachel only waited long enough for the array to run diagnostics and verify it was uplinked to the channel Tony had specified, before she left the warehouse and begin her trek back towards the safe house.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 22:56:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Shinto Shrine - Tokyo Burbs<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Open<br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige let out a groan.&nbsp; Without opening her eyes she could tell that it was night time.&nbsp; She could feel a cool chill on her skin, though it took a few more seconds for her to decide to rouse herself to complete consciousness.&nbsp; &nbsp;She knew she was lying on the ground in a cool place, but the bit of moonlight lets the edges in the dark.&nbsp; She was in a shallow hole in the earth that much was for sure.&nbsp; She could feel the earthy dampness against the sun darkened flesh of her back and buttocks.&nbsp; One of her legs was elevated above her body and was resting on some splintered wood.&nbsp; Yes it was uncomfortable.&nbsp; Her arms were slightly elevated as well as if she was lying in a large bowl.&nbsp; The cool air gave her a shiver and goose bumps.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yep.&nbsp; Butt ass-naked. Great.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Sure enough Paige was still lying in the crater her adamantine form had made after she plummeted from the sky.&nbsp; Apparently she had landed on some kind of building.&nbsp; Well through some kind of building really.&nbsp; It had a wooden floor, the remnants of which her right leg was still propped up on.&nbsp; The hole in the roof she created was what caused the chill air to wake her.&nbsp; It wasn’t the first time she was damn glad she had been able to study the super strong metal, probably wouldn’t be the last either. With another groan Paige pulled her leg down and tried to roll onto her side so she could get up.&nbsp; Her first success was unsuccessful and she flopped back onto her back.&nbsp; It was hard to get up when you were laying in a hole. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>‘I’m so glad no one is around to see me lying spread-eagle in a ditch.’</em>&nbsp; The thought made her pause.&nbsp; <em>‘Good Lord, I hope I didn’t hurt anyone.'</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The urgency of the second thought made her work a little harder and soon her head was poking up out of the ruined floor of what looked to be some kind of a temple or shrine.&nbsp; Paige’s entrance had done some significant damage to the little building.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Hello?” She called, before remembering where she was. “And you wonder why they call you Hayseed.” She muttered. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Konnichiwa?”&nbsp; She called out this time and waited, her blonde hair scanning around the inside of the building looking for anyone.&nbsp; With no reply forthcoming she waited only moments more before climbing up into the shrine.&nbsp; She remembered jumping from the damaged plane with her bag clutched to her, but there was no sign of it inside the dimly lit shrine. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Darn.” She said with her southern drawl. “Course it couldn’t be that easy.”&nbsp; She padded her way across what was left of the wooden floor to a set of double doors that were now ajar.&nbsp; She remembered the attack on her plane and the fall, but she didn’t know how long she had been out and was surprised that no one had come to find her.&nbsp; Paige pulled one of the doors aside and poked her head around to look outside.&nbsp; It was pretty, really pretty.&nbsp; Beautifully manicured trees and landscaped paths surrounded the shrine.&nbsp; Her rapid decent had apparently damaged only the structure.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Sorry Buddha…or um whoever.” She said looking back inside and realizing now that there was no statue of a fat guy sitting anywhere.&nbsp; Must be whoever she was apologizing to. Checking outside again she didn’t see a soul around.&nbsp; She edged more of her naked body around the edge of the door to get a better look and saw the orange glow of flames around the outer edge of Tokyo.&nbsp; The beams that carved downtown from the mainland had set some of the outer suburbs aflame.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Sweet Baby Jesus.” She gasped staring at the sight.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Check…Check… This Domino...Zebra23niner...check check...”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The sound jolted her away from the sight.&nbsp; Her communicator!&nbsp; Forgetting her nudity Paige darted out of the temple and followed the staticy voice.&nbsp; It sounded near, but she couldn’t place it.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“who are you….Maybe you've heard of me…I was saying DICK!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She continued to follow the sound until she realized it was coming from above her.&nbsp; Looking up Paige saw her carry-on bag dangling from the branch of a cherry tree.&nbsp; It must have snagged on the branch during her fall.&nbsp; Now that was a stroke of luck she hadn’t been counting on!&nbsp; Again she was glad no one was around as she climbed up the tree.&nbsp; Paige was fit and by all accounts an attractive young woman.&nbsp; When you have to shed your clothing to use your mutation you have to rid yourself&nbsp; of all sorts of body image issues.&nbsp; Even so, Paige knew that scaling a tree in the buff couldn’t look all that appealing.&nbsp; She did so anyway as quickly as possible and was soon out of the tree with her communicator and a set of clothes.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Thank the Lord for small favors.” She said looking up to the sky.&nbsp; She flipped open the staticy device.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Husk…Whisky18Bravo…Come back?”&nbsp; She said trying to wiggle her way into her skirt and pull a tank over her head at the same time.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 02:02:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/1274836-domino3_zpse930837d.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk, JDF<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena had just stepped into the open area which was the current working HQ for the area Resistance. Gathered there were a company of heavy Infantry from the Japanese Defence Force, as well as a collection of Yakusa. The mixed force was nearly ready and spoiling to get some payback. She was walking to a table with a half dozen men gathered round when her X-Man comm sputtered on, her first thought was that it was the Dickhead again then she heard a voice she knew, one with a soft southern drawl, “Husk…Whisky18Bravo…Come back?”.<br><br>Her eyes widen as she nearly yanked the comm up, "Hayseed, what the hell are you.... never mind that listen up dahling. Its Apocalypse he has attacked the entire fucking world and is killing anyone in his way or changing them into mutants. Comms are probally being monitored so be careful. I am worried. I get nothing from the school, Professor X should have contacted everyone by now. So be very careful... Check back with me when you have put a mile from your position and I will see how we can link up...and Husk try not to run around naked!"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 07:20:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/74814A.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Genius, Man With The Plan<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Every man, woman and child on God’s green Earth; and then Domino and Husk specifically<br></span></span><hr>Diamondback and Blade are well on their way to their assigned errands… and Tony hopes they can pull it off. He might be a dick, but he knows what has to be done if the world is going to get back on it’s feet. Namely, people being able to talk to one another. Kind of important. <br><br>Now alone in his safehouse, Tony looks towards his very impressive workshop, a deep frown on his lips. The world needs communications… he knows that… but it’s going to need something else. It’s going to need Iron Man. <br><br>++Satellite requisitions completed. We now have 42 satellites under direct control.++<br><br>Tony’s thoughts are pulled back to reality as he hears Jarvis’ pleasant, calmed tone.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Good work, J. Let’s see ‘em.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Now he turns towards the projection table, the image of the globe once more coming to life as the room darkens just a little. All around the globe, almost 4,000 little glowing dots pop up. Most of them are red, but a tiny amount of them are green. Tony nods a little as he inspects the globe and it’s many satellites, and he speaks softly as he starts to pace.<br><br>“Okay… so we need global comms up. Gonna assume the baddies will shut us down as soon as they realize we’re on the air. So… change the encryption keys for our satellites and all the ones we get ahold of so even if they take control, we’ll have plenty of warning. We’re gonna have to play hopscotch with these satellites to keep communications up.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ++Yes, sir.++&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Tony’s eyes now linger upon the armors mounted on display within the workshop, specifically the Stealth Armor.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Power up the communications arrays on 5 of the satellites, the ones we can use for optimal global coverage.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Now he turns, looking back towards the globe. Jarvis goes to work isolating the specified number of satellites, calculating their geostationary orbits to maximize coverage.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Make ‘em satellites with K-U band transponders, as well as C-band and S-Band… and VSAT. Just to show off.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says with a small smirk.<br>++How could we not show off at least a little, sir.++&nbsp; &nbsp; Tony nods in agreement as now the images of 5 different satellites are enlarged, and large patches of the globe are now colored green. The green is where the satellites will have the capabilities to broadcast to… and it covers are good portion of the Earth. <br><br><br>++I have commandeered Eutelsat 16A, Nimiq 4, Echostar 10, Apstar 7 and NSS 5. We will be able to broadcast out, however ground to ground communications will still be impossible until Ms. Leighton activates the Wilkoff array.++<br><br><br>“That’ll do.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony says softly as he now moves to sit on the stool in front of the table.&nbsp; “Broadcast this out, Jarvis. I want anyone with ears to hear my voice.”&nbsp; &nbsp; ++Ready, sir.++<br><br>A small blue button begins to flash on the console in front of Tony, and he just stares at it. His mind is lost in thought… he knows he should say something to the world at large. He wants to. But suddenly… the man with a smartass remark for every situation under the sun doesn’t exactly know what to say. He continues to stare at that softly flashing button, and he leans back a little on his stool. <br><br>++Sir?++ &nbsp; &nbsp; Tony doesn’t look up, his mind filled with something that hasn’t reared it’s head in a long long time with him. Doubt.&nbsp; &nbsp; ++If I were one of the surviving people trying to live, I would want to hear someone’s voice. If only so I could know that I was no longer alone.++<br><br>Tony’s eyes widen just a little with realization… Jarvis was exactly right. He had wondered what he would say, what he could say. He had it in his head that he needed to give the Gettysburg Address or something. But it doesn’t have to be anything of that scale. It just has to be enough to let everyone know that they aren’t beaten. Not yet.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Thanks, Jarvis.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He says softly.&nbsp; &nbsp; ++Of course, sir.++<br><br>Tony now sits up, and his thumb brushes over the flashes blue button. It turns to green, and he now speaks in a firm, confident tone.&nbsp; <br><br><br><strong>“ I know you’re out there listening. Looking for hope. Hiding from those that seek to destroy you. This being, Apocalypse has committed the first offense against us, against all of us. Borders, nationalities, religions, they don’t mean anything to him. If you are alive, you are a target; but you probably know all of this already, don’t you? <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;I want to tell you that hope still exists - that right now I am building an army for the grand counterattack... but I'm not. I can’t, not alone against such powerful tyranny. Every single one of us has been struck, or someone we care for has been struck. I have. But I know I have to keep going. And so do you. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;We’re far from ready to come riding out of the dawn and save the planet, but soon we will be. If you can hear me, and you aren't under the control of Apocalypse, then you are a part of this too. It doesn't matter what you think about yourself or your abilities or what you can or cannot offer - you are a part of this! <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Mourn for the dead, pray for the living. That’s all we can do right now, until we are ready to strike back. To rise. To stand. To resist.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;I have full confidence that if all of you answer the call, we shall prove ourselves once again able to defend our home. To ride out this storm of war - and to outlive this menace of tyranny and violence. We are the only resistance left. You are humanity’s hope, each and every single one of you. You are the heroes now. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;It may take days... it may take years... At any rate, that is what we are going to try to do. That is what I am going to do.<br>Because I am Iron Man, and Apocalypse has not seen the last of me yet; nor has he seen the last of you. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Our vengeance is coming.”</strong><br><br><br>The more he speaks, the more passion shows through his tone. As if he wants to reassure everyone… but also make sure this acts as a warning to Apocalypse and his forces. A promise of what is to come for them. His thumb once more brushes over the green button, and it goes dark. Tony sits there silently, staring down at the console, his eyes wide.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>++Mr. Rhodes would have applauded your words, sir.++&nbsp; <br><br>Tony feels himself smile a little with that. Indeed, Rhodey is the one he was thinking about as he spoke. And now as he thinks more about him… about how his friend so selflessly gave his life… it is decided that he has to act. Not just to get the world together, but to bring Iron Man back into the fold. But not just rebuild the armor that was destroyed in New York. No… this war is going to take an Iron Man of another level.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis…. Prep the Stealth Armor.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He abruptly pushes himself to his feet as machinery around the room comes to life, and the display of armors shift slowly, the Stealth Armor sliding from it’s housing. <br><br>“Nambi Tech has been working on nanotechnology, yes?”&nbsp; &nbsp; He says as he strides towards the armor. Arms from the ceiling and floor disassemble the dark colored exosuit as Jarvis speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp; ++Yes, sir. Their research has produced astounding feats. They are considered to be years ahead of anyone else on the planet in regards to nanotechnologies.++&nbsp; &nbsp; Tony now stands before the Stealth Armor, the dark eyes seeming to stare back at him.&nbsp; “And last I checked, Nambi Technologies was still a subsidiary of Stark International, right?”&nbsp; &nbsp; ++That is correct, sir.++<br><br><br>A small panel slides open near the top of Mount Kumotori, and the moment is slides open, a dark colored armored suit explodes from within the mountain, soaring into the clouds. Within the Stealth Armor, Tony takes inventory of what he’s going after, and what materials he already has.&nbsp; “J, what generation were the nanites at last record?”&nbsp; &nbsp;There is a moment’s pause as the Stealth Armor jets through the lower atmosphere, slicing through the skies like a dark wraith.&nbsp; &nbsp; ++Their last report had the generation of 1 million, 500 thousand. It could be double that by this time.++&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Perfect.”<br><br>Tony heads towards Tokyo once more, towards the industrial districts. He knows precisely where Nambi Technologies is located… he’s been there enough times in the passed 2 years since it’s acquisition. The chairperson of Nambi Tech is just the hottest Japanese woman…&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++Detecting&nbsp; a transmission, sir. It’s on the PN-235 frequency.++&nbsp; &nbsp;One of Tony’s brows perk up as he flies high above the city, now looking down towards it.&nbsp; &nbsp; “That’s one of the Xavier comm units. Trace it.”&nbsp; &nbsp;A small glowing orb appears on Tony’s HUD, and he opens a communications channel.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“Check CHECK this is Domino.. zebra23niner.. anyone there…”&nbsp; &nbsp; Now Tony never forgets a gal’s face, especially those of the chalk white persuasion. He doesn’t remember a lot about Domino persay…&nbsp; only that she existed and all. He knew that for sure. He speaks in a chipper tone, now pulling up and coming to a hover above the clouds.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Domino, nice hearing you alive and all. What’s your location?”&nbsp; &nbsp; His head tilts down as he traces the signal to a more specific location, close to getting a fix on her now.&nbsp; &nbsp; “who are you. Give me a recon code NOW!” &nbsp; &nbsp; Tony is perplexed… recon code? Cripes he’s heard Rhodey use that term before… was that when they were in a real battle or playing Call of Duty? Hmph…&nbsp; &nbsp;“Well I don’t know what a recon code is… how about mocha mocha mint chocolate chip? This is Tony Stark… maybe you’ve heard of me. What’s your…”&nbsp; &nbsp; He tries to think of terms he’s heard Rhodey or Steve use… but they were really of no consequence to him, so he tended not to retain that knowledge&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“What’s your.. uh… 15? No, what’s your 20. Yeah, that’s what you military types say, right?”&nbsp; He nods, finding himself rather pleased with himself. He’s fairly sure he got that right. Buuuuuuut…<br><br>“RIGhttt… Ironman is dead dickhead, they have been showing the video to all the bully boys and girls here, rumor has it some are wearing pieces of the armor as adornment back in the states. So DICK…you don’t mind if I call you DICK! now do you…”&nbsp; He now hears tires screeching and gun fire, and he frowns as he gets a general lock on her communicator.&nbsp; &nbsp;“As I was saying DICK, since Iron Man is dead, I doubt you are really Tony Stark, so go tell your boss not all the X-Men are dead and I am coming for him. Domino Out!!!”<br><br>And with that, the communications are cut off. And Tony is rather speechless. Which apparently lasts about a second.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, I get the feeling she didn’t believe me.”&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; ++An astute observation. I am locked onto her communication device. It is a standard PN-235 device. Shall I alter course to intercept her?++&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony shakes his head as his body leans forward, and they are zooming through the clouds once more.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Let’s get our shopping done, and then we’ll look in on her. She can handle herself. Besides, if we did that we’d be tipping our hand. No point in having a Stealth Suit if you’re gonna be showing yourself off all over the city trying to convince/impress girls. That’s what the gold colored armors are for.”<br><br><hr><br><strong>No more than 20 minutes later….</strong><br>Nambi Technologies is the world leader in robotics and nanotechnologies… hence the reason Stark International bought them out. And so when the Nambi Tower comes into view, Tony finds it a nicely familiar place. And the first thing he notices… just how intact it and the surrounding buildings are.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Well looks like I was right.”&nbsp; &nbsp; A moment’s pause&nbsp; &nbsp;++Of course you were, sir. Might I ask what you were right about?++ &nbsp; He now hovers above the Tower, keeping himself as hidden as possible in the cloud cover.&nbsp; &nbsp;“This part of the city is hardly touched. The enemy forces wanna use it for their own purposes. All the more reason to get <em>my</em> nanotech out of there.”&nbsp; Tony now starts to reroute power in his armor in a preplanned configuration, and the engines cut off abruptly. Like a rock in water he falls from the sky, the flaps along his back coming to life and igniting every half second or so to control his descent. And as he falls, the dark colored armor seems to begin to shimmer gently. Parts of it starts to blend in with the beautiful cloud filled blue sky, until he is simply gone from sight. He lands fairly lightly upon the roof, his sensors doing a full sweep as he approaches the hatch leading down into the building. <br><br>++Small groups of hostiles are detected within the building, sir.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Upon his HUD, an outline of the Nambi Tower appears, showing the location of suspected hostile forces. Namely those wearing the same sort of suits and jetpacks they encountered earlier. Tony now enters the access hatch, landing without a sound in one of the hallways. His Stealth Armor might be horrible in a real fight, but it wasn’t made to be in fights. It was made for… well for stealth. Sound dampeners, a cloaking system, heat dissipation systems to keep him invisible to infrared… all the bells and whistles. Well not bells and whistles… those make to much noise, it is a Stealth suit and all. <br><br>It takes only 5 or so minutes for him to navigate to the nanotechnology laboratories. He passed about a half dozen scientists and workers, but none of them could detect his presence. Even when he was walking within a foot of them. As he expected, the building is rather empty of their usual compliment of workers. Doomsday is a good reason to take an early day off, after all. So getting into the lab itself was easy. It is Stark International and all.. so he has a good idea as to the cipher keys and encryption protocols of the security systems. And once he is alone in the lab, he begins to access one of the nanotech workstations.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis… Change the encryption keys as I work. If I can make it so they can’t access any of this stuff when we’re done.. well that’d be just awesome.”&nbsp; &nbsp; Jarvis starts to go to work as the station he stands at comes to life. A small panel opens, and Tony grasps a clear glass like canister from a near table. He affixes the canister to the panel, and dials in a code onto the keyboard.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, security is aware of a possible intruder. I am ghosting our presence to direct them to the cafeteria.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony smirks a little as the canister starts to fill with a dark blue thick liquid. <br><br>It takes almost a half hour for Tony to get the full compliment of nanites into the canister and get out of the building… undetected. But, he made sure that they would know it was him. He left a small virus in the security system. After he is gone and out of range, it would activate. For the span of 10 minutes it would show on all monitors in the building a picture of a very drunk Tony smiling widely and giving the finger to the camera. Sadly, that was his Christmas card photo from a few years back. <br><br>Once more he is in the air with his precious cargo, his cloaking systems still engaged. Just in case one of the enemy forces were smarter than he gives them credit for. Which wouldn’t be hard, since he doesn’t think to much of them to begin with.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, another communication. They are on open broadcast channels. It can be traced by enemy forces.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony nods as he looks down into the city… and an orange line curves on his HUD, showing right where Domino and her communicator are.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Husk… Whisky18Bravo… Come back?”&nbsp; &nbsp; Now again… it’s hard for Tony to forget a face. Well a girl’s face. And everything south of her face. Domino he vaguely remembers, but Husk he remembers moreso. He and Charles were speaking over dinner once about the new students at his place.. and he saw a picture of Husk. And Charles told him about her powers… and he remembers her well now. As he speaks, he puts the mute on, so neither Domino or Husk would hear him, but he would still hear them.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Get a lock on that second communicator.”&nbsp; &nbsp; Jarvis goes to work as Tony now hovers in the air, the building Domino in now within sight far below him. A second orange line emerges on his HUD, this one with an outline of green, leading right in Husk’s direction.&nbsp; &nbsp; “There she is.”&nbsp; &nbsp;His eyes follow the lines in his HUD so he can get a general idea as to what he’s dealing with. Wow they are really far apart. <br><br>"Hayseed, what the hell are you.... never mind that listen up dahling. Its Apocalypse he has attacked the entire fucking world and is killing anyone in his way or changing them into mutants. Comms are probally being monitored so be careful. I am worried. I get nothing from the school, Professor X should have contacted everyone by now. So be very careful... Check back with me when you have put a mile from your position and I will see how we can link up...and Husk try not to run around naked!" &nbsp; &nbsp;Now Tony’s brow perks up as he hears that last word. Naked, you say? Okay Tony, take it easy. People are in danger. Being a chauvinistic pig can wait. ALWAYS time for that later. Tony now speaks, and both Domino and Husk would be able to hear him.&nbsp; &nbsp;“So, even though I’m apparently not really Tony Stark, I’ve got location locks on both of you. You two are a good ways apart. Now if I were really Tony Stark… and I am… I’d be more than happy to give you a hand. Domino, if you look out a window and look up and to… the east… you’ll see me way far up.”&nbsp; &nbsp;As he says that, his cloaking systems would disengage, making himself visible again. If Domino actually looks up, she could barely see him though. Since he’s so high up and all.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Now if you want, I can swing down and pick up… Husk… was it? Or if you don’t want the help of the world’s smartest man, well I can just leave you two to it. I’m sure you’ll do fine fighting the world on your own. “&nbsp; &nbsp;His tone isn’t condescending or threating, he actually sounds like he’s in a good mood. <br><br>And he has good reason for his upbeat mood, despite everything that has happened. Because Diamondback has succeeded in her task, and as he intended, the communications around the world slowly start to come online once more. Programs and protocols start to run to patch the world's voice back together. It isn't a perfect system yet... you might not be able to call Idaho from Tokyo yet... but it's a good start. Slowly the patchwork of communications is being put together, spearheaded by Tony's programs and Jarvis's monitoring. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 15:43:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk, JDF, Iron Man<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena was worried, she had to figure a way to get to Husk in all this madness. Yet It did give her a bit of hope to hear another X-Man had survived. Her mind had begun to race with options, as she took off at a powerful stride to the table with the soldiers and yakusa around, it had been no more the 3-4 seconds and she had just stepped up when her comm unit came to life a again. This wasn't the crackling or sputter from Husk, the signal was strong and rich as the voice said, SO, even though I'm apparently not really Tony Stark, I've got location locks on both of you. You two are a good ways apart. Now if I were really Tony Stark and I AM I'd be more than happy to give you a hand. Domino, if you look out a window and look up and to the East you'll see me way far up. Now if you want, I can swing down and pick up Husk was it? Or if you don't want the help of the world's smartest man, well I can just leave you two to it. I'm sure you'll do fine fighting the world on your own. “&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/2067925-uh_zps3b84726f.jpg)</div><br>Domino's eyes narrowed and she moved quickly, a several step run that let her spring off the front bumper of a Armored Fighting vehicle, the somersault took her to the top of a second and she ran and leaped to land on a roof of a building as below her she heard several shouting they had heard Iron Man earlier speak on the allied comm nets. She stopped and dug out a mini binoculars. There he was, almost posing in a black suit of Iron Man Armor. Her lips curved in a smile at the conceit but then only Tony Stark would pose for a like that just to make a point and then wave. <br>"okay Dick, so maybe I was wrong, it happens..." There was a catch in her voice as if some weight had lifted. "I would ask you to be a gentleman and drop by and get Husk but then we both know you are no Gentleman. Get her out of the line of fire, someplace safe, I figure I have maybe 3-5 minutes before the local badasses come calling. we will be ready!... oh Stark ...thanks!"<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Type89_FV.jpg)</div>Domino turned and leap to the ground shouting as she did so the reaction was amazing as people of all shapes and sizes grabbed a weapon and ran for positions. The 5 IFV of the JDF pulled into a diamond formation turrets up. As she ran up to the men around the table one handed her a case "Here they are Neena part of the deal" She popped open the case and grinned as 2 Gleaming Desert Eagle .50 cal pistols lay there with 12 clips of loaded ammo. Those will make the assholes in the armor wish they had an Iron Man suit. She Thrust the new guns into her holsters and began reloading her rifle and other guns as in her head she counted down!
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 23:24:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Shinto Shrine - Tokyo Burbs<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Iron Man, Domino<br><br><br><br></span></span><hr><br>“...and Husk try not to run around naked!" Husk paused for a moment in surprise and indignation, one arm still struggling with the tank and her other fumbling to get her com in her ear so she could finish getting dressed.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“How did…I’m not…Don’t call me Hayseed!&nbsp; Arrgh!” She punched her arm free of the entangling strap and finally got the com in a comfortable spot with a huff of exasperation. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;From the small amount of information Domino had given her she had oh…about a million questions of her own, but she held off from asking them for the moment.&nbsp; Instead he dropped to the gravel path and pulled on her soft boots and shrugged the half jacket she pulled out last over her shoulders.&nbsp; “Affirm…” She was replying when she was cut off by the incoming message from Iron Man.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“SO, even though I'm apparently not really Tony Stark, I've got location locks on both of you. You two are a good ways apart. Now if I were really Tony Stark and I AM I'd be more than happy to give you a hand. Domino, if you look out a window and look up and to the East you'll see me way far up. Now if you want, I can swing down and pick up Husk was it? Or if you don't want the help of the world's smartest man, well I can just leave you two to it. I'm sure you'll do fine fighting the world on your own.“<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; ‘Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit. Iron Man.’ She thought surprised to hear his voice over the com.&nbsp; Husk had only met the man once at the Xavier Academy and like any young woman had come away both impressed and put off.&nbsp; Tony Stark was gorgeous.&nbsp; He was also pompous, arrogant and a frickin’ genius.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her momentary surprise gave her no time to respond before Domino chimed in.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"I would ask you to be a gentleman and drop by and get Husk but then we both know you are no Gentleman. Get her out of the line of fire, someplace safe, I figure I have maybe 3-5 minutes before the local badasses come calling. we will be ready!... oh Stark ...thanks!"<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;What was her former instructor talking about, safe place?&nbsp; She was a freakin’ X-Woman.&nbsp; She had faced down Phalanx, Onslaught and Proteus and come away standing.&nbsp; Sure Proteus had possessed her, but damn it she was here and that freaky bastard wasn’t.&nbsp; Paige wasn’t going to wait around and argue.&nbsp; If Iron Man was tracking her com she had to assume the enemy was as well, just as Domino had pointed out.&nbsp; As soon as she was clothed enough not to drawn any undo attention Paige slipped out the fence surrounding the shrine and moved down the street. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The street was deserted by the looks of it.&nbsp; There was no obvious damage to the area other than some cars that looked to be abandoned.&nbsp; This area was a ghost town.&nbsp; The wrongness of the scene sent a shiver down her spine.&nbsp; There were no lights on in the surrounding homes and the power appeared to have been knocked out for blocks.&nbsp; As creepy as the scene was the street offered plenty of cover to move about unnoticed.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“My position for the moment is secure, but a lady never turns down the offer of help from a gentleman.” She replied sweetly.&nbsp; “But pull that get her out of the line of fire crap again and I’ll bop your head quicker than you can blink.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 00:45:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/StealtharmorB.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Stealth Armor Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Tony hangs in the air, the flaps along his armored back lifting and receding to keep him a lot and steady. His HUD shows the tracking coordinates to both of the X-Men, and he knows he’s going to have to be fast here. If he ends up in a fight… well the Stealth Armor wasn’t made for that. He would be at a serious disadvantage. But maybe he has some powerful weapons at his disposal.. namely Domino and Husk. <br><br>And once Domino asks him to retrieve the younger X-Man, Tony nods as his body pivots there in the air. Domino thanks him, and he merely says&nbsp; &nbsp;“Yup”&nbsp; over the comms, and in a burst of power he is slicing through the air. The moment he starts to move, his dark colored armor shimmers softly in the light, and it is then gone from sight. <br><br>He smirks a little under his helmet with Paige’s retort to Domino&nbsp; &nbsp;“My position for the moment is secure, but a lady never turns down the offer of help from a gentleman. But pull that get her out of the line of fire crap again and I’ll bop your head quicker than you can blink.”&nbsp; He follows the line in his HUD leading to her position, and several smaller red blips start to appear as he gets closer to the ground.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yeah you’re secure for now, but something’s attracted attention to your neighborhood. Small group coming onto your block.”&nbsp; Probably the fact she fell from the sky and destroyed a large shrine. Those kinds of things tend to get noticed by someone. <br><br>He now flies just above the buildings of the area Husk is in, his armor not making much sound or even seen. His cloaking shields are working just as they should be. Unfortunately, he can’t make Paige invisible too.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Domino, anywhere specific I can drop her? Want us to come to you? If not, I got a safehouse.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He makes sure both Domino and Husk heard that transmission, so he can get opinions of both of them.<br><br>But maybe Husk wouldn’t have a chance to answer before he’s upon her. His stealth systems suddenly deactivate, and with a loud ‘CLANG’ he lands about 20 feet to Husk’s left, dropping to one knee as he lands. His dark colored armor shimmers in what light there is as he stands, and he looks around himself slowly. Then slowly he strides towards her, and the faceplate of his helmet flips up, revealing his face to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Husk. Nice seein ya again. ‘bout ready to go?”&nbsp; &nbsp; Finally his eyes move back to her as he smiles a little, though she might notice he looks tired. She might also notice a glass like canister clipped to his hip, one filled with a dark blue substance.&nbsp; &nbsp;“There’s a patrol close, and they aren’t lightweights.”&nbsp; &nbsp;And that coming from Iron Man is nothing to be taken lightly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 07:33:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Shinto Shrine - Tokyo Burbs<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino<br><br><br><br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yeah you’re secure for now, but something’s attracted attention to your neighborhood. Small group coming onto your block.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Well Shit.” She said with a pretty southern drawl and crouched lower behind one of the abandoned cars.&nbsp; Paige scanned the area for movement.&nbsp; No use running off all half-cocked and run smack dab into the incoming hostiles. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Domino, anywhere specific I can drop her? Want us to come to you? If not, I got a safehouse.” &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She was just about to ask their position when the loud clank announced Tony Stark’s arrival on the scene.&nbsp; The guy certainly made an entrance.&nbsp; She walked toward the metal clad playboy turned hero with a pleasant smile.&nbsp; Paige watched him scan the area just as she had done. He looked different and it wasn’t just the suit.&nbsp; He looked like he had been road hard and put away wet and even more so he looked…old.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Husk. Nice seein ya again. ‘bout ready to go? There’s a patrol close, and they aren’t lightweights.” &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“It’s nice to meet you again Mr. Stark.&nbsp; Thank you for your help.” She replied.&nbsp; “I’m ready when you are.&nbsp; Is this the part where I jump into your arms?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 19:12:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk, JDF, Iron Man<br><br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp;“My position for the moment is secure, but a lady never turns down the offer of help from a gentleman. But pull that get her out of the line of fire crap again and I’ll bop your head quicker than you can blink.” Paige's soft southern draw took some of the annoyance from the words and made Neena chuckle as she finished loading the guns. She opened her comm link to Husk and Stark, "Listen up Paige, I want you to back up Iron Man. In less then 2 minutes I've got a danger room level 5 problem with only level 3 support. When I get out of this I will come looking for you. Domino out!"<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/1278348-domino2.png)</div>She picked up several small grenades and then looked up as a whistle sounded then a second and a 3rd. They had were here, finally, and Domino put her gameface on as she turned. Eyes turned to her as if she was the salvation, as if she their hope to fight back. For a moment she was half stunned though it never showed on her face. Instead she leaped unto a IFV and her voice raised, "I am Not much for words people so listen up. We have Iron Man with us now and Others will follow. Apocalypse has made it personal to each of us and its time we show him and his we are not taking it... It's time for Vengeance!!" &nbsp;She thrust a fist into the air as cheering erupted and then the first energy blast hammered into a building as 40-50 of the armored ones closed. <br><br>&nbsp;The 20mm guns on the IFVs began to roar with streaks of tracer rounds lighting the night sky, Explosions from rockets and grenades flashed as people screamed. Domino crouched and brought up her rifle a quick aim and her finger caressed the trigger and a face plate of one exploded then a second as she was rounding to find another 2 dropped on the roof she was on. She rolled in a handstand firing the rifle one handed, making one of them stagger back as the other laughed and leveled his hands and a roar of red hot energy erupted at her. She kept rolling as the heated blast missed her but did add a flash burn from the air. She paused dropping the rifle and tossed a grenade at the man as he began to glow "They Call me 'RED HOT' Bitch and I am gonna fry you into ash!"<br><br>"Think of that name all by yourself cupcake!" then the grenade exploded lifting said Red Hot into the air as he cursed, shooting streams of energy in several directions one of which just so happened to catch the Armored man that had dropped behind Domino and engulfed him in fire. She looked over her shoulder and back kicked the man off the roof so he fell in a fiery arc to land among a group of the enemy. They looked up only to see the woman had leveled twin submachine guns "Time to play now Kids" opening up on them and sending bullets to bounce and dance around them, cutting into weak points of their armor. <br><br>Domino did not stand still, she moved, leaping and twisting in the air, both guns on rapid fire. Her skill or luck forcing several of the enemy to back away from the forces on the ground as another of the armored assholes crumbled bleeding from several points. She was twisting to land when she was engulfed in a crackling field of taser like electricity, a scream escaped her lips as she arched and trembled. A heartbeat later 3 energy beams including that of the standing Red Hot converged on where she would have landed. As the energy field faded she fell to the ground on one knee and forced her trembling body to roll her behind one of the burning half destroyed IFV. There she took in several deep breaths as she felt a burning in her back. The gun fire still raged as did the heavy blasts of the 20mm but there was less much less then before. Her hand pressed against the spot on her back and came back covered in blood. 'Great just fucking peachy'...her power worked great as long as she could even half see an attack but clearly she had missed something.<br><br>She had dropped the guns and rolled around and stood only to have a massive hand grip her neck and another her right arm, Lifting her as it squeezed her neck."well well looky what I caught, We have been told about you Domino, how you have to be active to make that power work...lets see how you wh.... <strong>BLAM BLAM BLAM</strong>. The big Desert eagle's .50 cal rounds punched right through the man's chest armor and into him, his face had this priceless the 'what the fuck look' as he staggered back releasing his grip. Domino landed on her feet gasping in air and walked up to the huge man ...pressing the gun up under his chin and fired splattering his brains into the air. "They should have told you not to monolog instead". there was a lull around her as she turned, the huge open area was a littered battle field. Bodies of the enemy lay crumbled , burning or exploded all around but not enough of them...and she could see probally over half the nearly 100 people that been here were down the rest had backed up into a burning half destroyed stone building with the last IFV in front firing away. The still numerous enemy were turning toward that last bastion as she was reloading pistols. <br><div class="floatright">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/2236912-blam.jpg)</div><br>Neena's mind raced 'damnit Charlie you had to make me believe, I was perfectly content in being a simple merc BUT NOOO! you had to convince me there was something more..."I AM NO DAMN HERO"...' &nbsp;She took a breath and charged, her run let her leap off a destroyed vehicle, she spun and leap into a picture perfect twisting spiral with one foot up along the other knee as good as anything seen before. Her hands were out griping twin autopistols and they fired ripidly causing 2 explosions to go off, engulfing several more of the enemy as other bullets found weak spots and drove into the enemy by the time she landed, going to one knee by the still firing but burning IFV, 6 more of the enemy was down...not enough yet...<br><br>"Okay whose next!" &nbsp; <br><br>Over a score of the enemy closed on the X-woman as she rose!!<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>22-01-2013, 03:07:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/StealtharmorB.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Stealth Armor Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br></span></span><hr>As Husk thanks him, he just nods, his eyes still looking around their immediate area. What a mess this simple little errand has turned into. But he couldn’t turn a blind eye to these people in trouble. Finally he looks back to her as he smiles a little, and he nods.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Good seeing you again too, Husk. And yeah sorry about this…”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He moves towards her, and he scoops her up right off of her feet, holding her cradled in his arms.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I didn’t realize I’d be hauling around so many pretty girls. I mean I woulda designed a rumble seat into my armor or something.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He says in a light tone.&nbsp; His head tilts up now, and his faceplate slams shut suddenly, and the eyes of his armor fire to life. Tony’s voice now sounds like it’s being relayed through an electronic device. Cause it is and all. <br><br>“So since you’re backing me up, I guess that means we’re gonna go give Domino a hand. I don’t know what those danger levels mean, but I know it’s gotta be bad. Hang on, okay?”&nbsp; &nbsp;His knees bend a little as he holds onto her, and the rockets at his feet and upon his back ignite, launching them into the air. Once more his HUD shows the trajectory to Domino, and the sound of battle can be heard.&nbsp; In only a moment they are above the rooftops, and he turns in the direction Domino and her allies have begun the battle. His HUD’s display seems to spin inside of his helmet, now all of the enemy highlighted red. They now move towards the battle as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp; “We’re goin in hot, so get ready!”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says as they zoom passed buildings, slowly lowering their altitude. <br><br>++Sir, might I remind you the Stealth platform is not optimal for extended combat.++&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; “Got little choice here, Jarvis.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He knows he’s going in with a disadvantage already, but he knows he won’t have time to head back to his safehouse and then come back. They would now see the battle itself, and Tony is still flying fairly fast towards them. <br><br>“Okay Husk, it’s go time! Show ‘em what ya got!”&nbsp; &nbsp;His feet hit the street hard, the metal of his armor digging into the pavement hard. They finally skid to a slow, and he lets Paige go. They’re still in motion, the momentum carrying them a little. As he lets her go, his hands fly out in front of him, his palms facing the enemy before them. Repulsor rays explode forth from his palms, destroying the jet packs of a few of the enemy soldiers in the process. He continues to fire in short powerful bursts, just as their enemy realize they are now being assaulted on two fronts. <br><br>“Domino, we’re behind that small army you picked a fight with. We’ll meet you in the middle!”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 06:31:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino<br><br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The landing was jarring, but Paige had been ready for it.&nbsp; Tony let her go and Paige used the momentum to carry her forward, sheading clothing and skin as she sprinted towards the enemy.&nbsp; Repulsor beams howled by her head whipping her hair with supercharged fury.&nbsp; Paige let out her own battle cry as one fiery arm burst forth from her skin, the other arm bubbled away its outer layer and dripped acid that ate away the pavement where it fell.&nbsp; The rest of her body flaked away to reveal the silvery adamantine of her naked form. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;‘And there goes the last of my clothing...’<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige vault onto the hood of an abandoned car, her metal frame depressed the hood under the weight of her new body.&nbsp; She leaped from the crumpled hood and with her momentum landed a leaping kick into the back of one of the soldiers.&nbsp; The weight of her blow crushed the jump pack on the back of the shock trooper as she landed on top of him.&nbsp; She rolled with her momentum and lashed out with her supple legs tripping up another surprised soldier.&nbsp; As he crashed to the ground she landed an open palm strike with her acidic hand.&nbsp; The blow wasn’t a hard one, but everywhere the acid landed it quickly ate away at the exoskeleton.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige rolled to her feet barely avoiding the icy maul that pulverized the pavement.&nbsp; The street froze around her with the blow.&nbsp; Paige’s metal feet slipped on the pavement causing her to stumble.&nbsp; The large Japanese mutant was not bothered by the slippery surface and swung his club again screaming “Tetsubo!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Gesundheit!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige ducked inside his reach and parried his arm with her acid one.&nbsp; Her fiery arm grabbed the base of his club causing steam to burst forth around them.&nbsp; As the cloud dissipated Paige twisted her body flipping Tetsubo over her and using his own weight against him, hip tossed the taller man into an in rushing soldier.&nbsp; There was no way she could keep this up as more soldiers moved to counter her and Tony’s charge, so she switched from all-out attack mode to using her acid and energy arms to weaken the exoskeleton’s of those around her, softening them up for any incoming attacks from her allies.&nbsp; &nbsp;Paige flipped and dipped and danced around her foes landing quick jabs, but more and more attacks began to press in and find their way to her adamantine torso…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 16:52:29</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk, JDF, Iron Man<br><br></span></span><hr><br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"> <em><strong>Six Perfect Shots</strong></em></span><br><br>&nbsp;Domina charged as she spotted a Black Armored suit cut like Iron Man's coming skimming in over the roof tops. In it's arms was Husk and as they slid along the ground she heard the modulated voice of Tony Stark, "Domino, we're behind that small army you picked a fight with. We'll meet you in the middle!.” &nbsp; Just like him to drag Husk into this mess when she needed them both to be safe. <br><br>&nbsp;Domino leapt high into the air, using the enhanced strength from her suit. She spun and twisted as a hail of things flew around her, beams of various colors, thorns, knifes, bullets, pieces of rocks and machines. Somehow in that impossible barrage she avoided every single piece her body seeming at times to twist with superhuman reflex. She landed straddling the shoulders of a large armored man his face plate almost touching her groin. Her were guns out and she fired. That first bullet hit the only spot on a burning IFV 60 feet away, that made the 20mm begin to fire...its barrel turned lazy twisting across the sky, catching 4 of the flying armored enemy with armor piercing or tracer rounds, knocking them all out of the sky before they could have attacked. The second shot caught the spot in the armor where shoulder and arm meant. This was on a big woman that had picked up one of the 20ton IFVs and was in the process of heaving it. The damage made her half collapse and instead of landing on the Black Suited Iron Man the flaming massive wreck crashed down on 3 that had moved between him and Husk.<br><br>Domino torqued her body letting the momentum she had take her forward over over the back of the man. Her hips twisted and the man flew off to the side to land on one of the others. Domino hit the ground and rolled coming to one knee she fired both guns again. One shot found its way through the various enemy, hit the armored side of another IFV and ricocheted into the back of the knee of the towering Man with the big club that had again closed on Husk, dropping him with a scream to his knees. The second shot seemed straight at Iron Man passing a foot above The armored head to find the lightly armored neck of a Woman with a glowing sword that was dropping towards Tony Stark's back.<br><br>Domino spun and back kicked an enemy sending him flying back as her hands lowered and she fired both guns again. Across the open area 80 feet away several of the enemy had gathered, energy blasters or support she didn't care when she fired. The two shots snapped the supports of an already weakened overhead metal canopy making it fall and smash over the group driving them into the ground.. Her guns clicked on empty so she dropped them and spun away. Her right hand pulled a metal tube from her along her calf and it suddenly lengthened into a 6' long staff. As she swung it across the face of a charging enemy, something looking like a cross between a lizard and a snake appeared behind her as if it had stepped form nothingness and raked its claws across her back. Arching away her blood on its claws it began to fade...<br><br><strong>"STARK Use Thermo they have one we can't see normally!!"</strong><br><br>At her shout the surviving soldiers and yakusa burst out attacking&nbsp; the enemy with guns, swords, knives and their bare hands. They died as they fought but they took the enemy with them.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 02:24:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/StealtharmorB.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Stealth Armor Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br></span></span><hr>Though he would never admit it… well Jarvis was right. This was a bad idea. Not the saving the girl(s) thing, the going into battle with Stealth armor thing. That might have been a bad idea. He’s never had a problem getting into a fight, they seem to follow him around sometimes. But 96.34523563% of the time he goes in knowing full well what his capabilities are and of the capabilities of whoever he is facing. This particular outing falls into the 3.65476437 of the time when he has made a bad call about going into battle. <br><br>He is constantly moving, his armored form ducking and dipping like a prize fighter on his best night. He moves with a fluidity one wouldn’t expect from someone wearing armor, but that’s kind of what this particular armor was made for. He is able to dodge most of the attacks coming at him, either fisted or clawed or projectile of some kind, but some do get him of course. He’s fast, but they are vastly outnumbered. That thought had occurred to him early in the conflict, but he kept it to himself of course. He grunts as he takes a hard hit to the chest from some kind of energy pulse, his HUD going to static for a moment as he stumbles back, sparks coming from his chest plate for a moment. <br><br>Tony’s HUD is constantly moving, constantly scanning the enemy around him. Calculating patterns, enemy strength, tactics.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Energy reserves down another 10%. We cannot sustain this for much longer.++ &nbsp; Well that’s certainly an understatement. He ducks under the punch of a rather large gentleman, and the jets in his boots ignite for a moment. He’s carried up just a few feet, punching the large aggressor hard in the jaw as he comes down. His attacker drops to one knee, and Tony grabs him by the neck and shoulder. He quickly scans the exosuit the other is wearing as he squirms, trying to push himself up, but Tony holds him in place. If only barely. An illuminated view of the exoskeleton glows on Tony’s HUD, and he suddenly releases the man. And immediately he is on his feet, and he looks like he’s about to take another swing at Tony. But Tony takes a quick step back and thrusts his hands towards the man, firing fully charged repulsor beams from his palms at the man point blank. He cries out as he falls, but Tony knows he isn’t out for the count. <br><br>“Jarvis find the tender spots now!”&nbsp; &nbsp;Something appears suddenly behind him as he moves through the crowd, something closing in on him fast. He spins around and holds his hands up, just as Domino’s shot takes out the woman with the glowing sword. That coulda been ugly. The analysis of the soldier’s exoskeleton shows that it’s actually a very basic powered armor, which doesn’t surprise in the least. Wouldn’t be astonished if it was based on his own tech. His visor suddenly goes to static again as he’s hit in the back of his shoulder with an energy blast, and what looks like orange electrical energy dances all along his darkened armor. He drops to one knee, his eyes squeezing tight shut a moment. His gaze now focuses on the distance as Domino’s warning comes through the comms… are they using some kind of cloaking tech too? Well let’s see. <br><br>He pushes himself to his feet suddenly and ducks under the axe of another attacker, and he presses forward. The axe wielding maniac is suddenly engaged by some of the yakusa, who won’t last long against him. Stark knows this.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, overlay thermographic with optic sensors!”&nbsp; &nbsp; The illumination of his HUD dims a little, and everyone within sight is now surrounded in a glowing red hue, and most of them have a green tint to them in his HUD. Except two of them. The two he can see with his thermographic sensors, but not his optic sensors.&nbsp; &nbsp; “No, they have two we can’t see.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He says as his hands draw up while he continues to move, one of his palms facing in Husk’s general direction, the other towards Domino. He focuses his targeting sensors on the two cloaked enemies, doing a quick and dirty scan of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Attuning repulsor generators to 324.95 megahertz.++&nbsp; &nbsp; As he twists to evade another attack, his palm repulsors fire with a shimmering white light slicing through the air. The repulsors hit their marks square, an invisible enemy near Husk and the one that had attacked Domino. As the beams of light hit them, their exoskeletons seem to overload, crackling and sparking madly as they both fall, crying out in pain. He now starts towards Husk as he speaks to them both over his comms, sounding out of breath.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Time to go, we’re about to get overrun. Domino, that lizard asshole I just lit up… his booster pack should be ejected from his armor now. Strap that shit on and take off as fast as you can. Manual controls are on the right on the belt. You’ll figure it out. Head to Mount Kumotori to the west, I’ll comms ya once you’re close to my safe house.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He stops near Husk, firing off another few repulsor blasts, each blast seeming to get weaker.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Husk, I need you in a form with low thermal conductivity and high phonon carriers for heat…”&nbsp; &nbsp; He stops himself suddenly, remembering the general rule if he’s talking to someone he isn’t around a lot. And Steve.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Husk to ice quick, can you do that?”&nbsp; &nbsp; He says as he looks passed her, his hand shooting up to fire off another repulsor blast at an oncoming enemy. He moves closer to Husk, and if she can pull off what he needs her to switch to, they can take off immediately. If she can. If not, well there’s always plan B. Now to come up with plan B. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 05:03:10</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/2088964-blue_zpsa188d7b6.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk, Iron Man<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Domino spun away as as a shimmering bolt of light sizzles past her and hammers the visible lizard humanoid mutant behind her. She rolled to the side grabbing up one of the .50 and sliding it in her holster as she spun the staff around her shoulder and fired a laser blast backwards into the face of one closing on her.“Time to go, we’re about to get overrun. Domino, that lizard asshole I just lit up… his booster pack should be ejected from his armor now. Strap that shit on and take off as fast as you can. Manual controls are on the right on the belt. You’ll figure it out. Head to Mount Kumotori to the west, I’ll comms ya once you’re close to my safe house.”<br>Neena turned&nbsp; and for a heartbeat stopped, her eyes widen as she sees how many are down or dead... the men and women here had fought with everything they had and it had not been enough. She hated to run to loose but ....Stark was right ... DAMN HIM!!<br><br>She moved then no hint of how hurt she was, a handstand past 2 of the armored enemy and as she stood she leaped ...the lizard thing had stopped bouncing from the blast and was about to move when she landed feet first. her hands flew as she shouldered the boosterpack. She wouldn't mention that she had spent the day taking these off of the enemy she had taken down and had a some idea how they worked.<br>She had both the .50 cals but would be leaving behind her prized rifle and her kit and everything else ...but not her life...this time&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>DAMN STARK FOR BEING RIGHT!!<br><br>Her last act was tossing her last 4 grenades into the mix. Her right hand touched the controls and she Blasted into the night sky...slamming aside one of the enemy and still blasting lasers pulses from her staff...<br><br>Domino left something behind on that battle field, beside friends, men and women that died fighting for their freedom...she left behind the part of her that tried to stay neutral...tried to stay just the simple soldier...<br>She walked into the area a merc for hire...a former X-man<br><br>She flew away an ...Avenger!!!
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 07:09:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino<br><br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Husk_Ice.jpg)</div>Husk saw Tony pointing one of those glowing hands and her direction and ducked as the repulsor blast sizzled past where her head used to be.&nbsp; She didn’t bother to see what it struck, she had too many other worries at the moment.&nbsp; The group of soldiers had been growing, but she was also surrounded by chunks of corroded armor making it easier for Stark to find weak spots.&nbsp; She switched to the attack as he moved towards her and her fiery fist punched through the weakened exoskeleton to inflict burning pain on her attacker.&nbsp; Between a flurry of Iron Man’s repulsor bursts and Husk’s punishing blows they opened up a space around them.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “Husk, I need you in a form with low thermal conductivity and high phonon carriers for heat…”&nbsp; &nbsp; Husk to ice quick, can you do that?” &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She didn’t take the time to reply and ripped away the adamantine flesh from her body to reveal the glistening smooth ice form underneath.&nbsp; The pain was intense.&nbsp; It always was when she shed so soon after already doing it.&nbsp; She cried out an angry cry and tore at herself with a fury. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As her metamorphosis neared completion she wrapped Icy arms around Iron Man’s neck.&nbsp; Bit and pieces of her continued to flake as her old form deteriorated away.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Ready when you are Cowboy.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 22:03:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/StealtharmorB.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Stealth Armor Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br></span></span><hr>Tony raises his hand again, letting loose another repulsor blast towards an oncoming 4 armed soldier. The soldier flies back as she is hit hard with the beam of energy, but she starts to get back up. Yep, time to bail. His gaze flicks back to Husk as she tears away at herself, and it’s obvious just how much it hurts. When she first transformed, it seemed seamless. Like there were no after effects, like pain. But this time it’s different. So Tony figures that there is a set time limit on when she can transform. If she does it to soon after an initial transformation, it must be to taxing on her body. Good information to have. <br><br>And as she is transforming, Tony’s axe wielding pal is back. Sadly, Tony doesn’t detect him until it’s a moment to late. He cries out as the axe slams into his back, causing his upper body to lurch forward. Sparks fly from his back where the axe impacted, and the axe-weilder seems surprised that he didn’t do more. Tony might just have Stealth armor, but it’s still armor. It’s not called that because it looks cool and he’s awesome in it, it’s because it’s actually defense. So instead of the axe halving Tony, it merely slices into his armor a good chunk. Not enough to make him explode or anything, but enough to make Tony want to shove that axe in an unmentionable place on the weilder’s body. Tony’s elbow thrust back, catching the soldier right in the jaw. He then spins and fires his repulsor blast at him, sending him flying. The axe falls away from his armor.. along with some of his armor. <br><br>And Husk is suddenly there as he turns back around, his arm moving around her waist.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Hold on.”&nbsp; &nbsp; And he means that. Ice doesn’t fair well when dropped from a great height. Once Husk is secure, they launch into the air with the loud sound of his jets firing. They raise through the air quickly, small bits of armor and sparks still falling from his back. As they ascend, 3 of the soldiers suddenly lift off, giving chase. <br><br>++Sir, we haven’t made as clean an escape as we normally do.++ &nbsp;On Tony’s HUD, he now sees the pursuers. He glances back quickly as he speaks to Husk&nbsp; &nbsp; “So here’s where you find out why I wanted you in ice form.”&nbsp; &nbsp; Secondary boosters kick in, and their velocity increases upwards, through the clouds and still upwards. One of the pursuers drops away, another slows, but the third actually speeds up. The buildings of Tokyo get more and more distant, to the point they are almost blurry now. Tony glances back again, just as the last pursuer has to drop away. Their ascension through the atmosphere is so great, Husk would now see the beginning of darkness above them. They abruptly stop, and Tony turns to look towards where the pursuers were. And Husk may notice that more ice crystals are now gathering on her non-flesh skin. But Tony, his armor seems to have to ill effects of the bone chilling cold that now surround them. No effects of the cold, but the effects of battle. Husk would feel them lurch as his boot jets cut out for a moment, but quickly come back on.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++Perhaps now is a good time to return to the station for repairs?++&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yep”&nbsp; &nbsp; Tony says as they start to move once more, heading in the direction of a not so distant mountain. Husk would now hear his voice&nbsp; &nbsp;“And if anyone asks, you and me totally kicked those guys’ asses when they came after us.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says as he glances to her with a nod. Husk would also&nbsp; notice the illuminated eyes of his armor fluttering and fluctuating in intensity. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 07:33:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino<br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige held on tight as they lifted off into flight.&nbsp; It was apparent even before he spoke what the likely reason his request was, but Paige reminded herself that this was Tony Stark.&nbsp; He sometimes forgot that others had heads on their shoulders too, particularly when it came to women.&nbsp; That being said she had no idea how high he intended to go and the higher she got the tighter her grip became.&nbsp; Her icy eyes grow wide as the she looked up into the sky and began to see the darkness growing.&nbsp; A quick glance to her left and she could see the curvature of the earth.&nbsp; She did NOT look down.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;When Tony’s booster cut briefly she had to fight down the sheer panic that threatened to overcome her.&nbsp; Thank God his armor was as sturdy as it was because her ice-rimmed flesh would have crushed an unprotected man.&nbsp; Paige would have let out a yelp if her icy lips hadn’t&nbsp; been frozen shut in the upper atmosphere.&nbsp; It wasn’t until they had begun to descend that she could reply to his quip.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Totally.”&nbsp; The world sounded odd with a southern drawl.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;They streaked towards Mount Kumotori bits and chunks of icy trailing along like a comet briefly until the extra buildup had burned off.&nbsp; The unreasonable panic left her as they approached a less frightening height, though the side of the mountain quickly approaching wasn’t exactly reassuring.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Tony,” she said her voice rising just before the boulder rotated out of the way and they streaked into Stark’s hidden layer.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 02:45:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity of all types<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Iron Man's Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk, Iron Man<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena had barely gotten the booster on and blasted off when Iron Man with Husk in his arms went roaring past. All the ones in the air took off chasing him and she used that lucky break to angle herself low and in between buildings. She had looked at these packs once before when earlier in the day she had taken down a leader type and he had one on. They were different then the jump Packs issued to most of the enemy, sturdier and a bit more advanced. She hadn't grabbed the helmet which had been the key behind the other armor they wore so flying was a challenge. She made sure to check for any tracker on the booster and following her and in both cases she seemed to have gotten away clean. The probelm was all those she had let die back there. They had looked to her to lead them and she had failed and that hurt worst then she had ever imagined it would. <br>As she twisted and lifted higher into the air she felt burning along her shoulder blades and neck. With one free hand she reached back over her shoulder and her fingers felt the gashes left, the torn armor and when she brought her hand around it was covered in glistening blood. <br>"well that sucks"<br><br>She had planned on taking an indirect route to Mount Kumotori but she could feel her self slowly weakening. <em>'Damn it all why would some crazy idiot loon like Deadpool get super healing and she couldn't?!'</em><br><br>It seemed like it took a long time for her to reach the Mountain and she wondered how she could ever find a hidden lair in something this size. As she circled the mountain the booster began to sputter and fail forcing her into a hard landing that made her tumble and roll...till finally she slid to a stop by a group of boulders. She swayed a bit as she stood and took a few steps then she stopped as her eyes widen when one of the boulders seemed to sink into the ground and slide aside on some sort of silent device and she heard a soft modulated voice ++ Miss Thruman, if you would be so kind as to follow the stairs, quickly before you are detected++<br>Neena shrugged painfully and after she had entered the long corrider and started down the steps the boulder rose up back into place as a heavy blast door slid under it.<br>"Well Stark I guess you know how to hide a place...nice touch that!"<br><br>++ Miss Thruman, I am Jarvis. Mr. Stark's personal Program for assistant and overseeing his projects. My sensors say you are hurt and you are dripping blood on the stairs. The infirmary is on the lower levels I will let Mr Stark know you need medical attention++<br><br>Neena shook her head, only Tony Stark would have an AI with a cultured English voice. By the time she had reached the main area she did not feel very good, she stepped out dropping the booster pack and her face looked like she was about to make some witty or smart remark but then she took a small gasp of air and blinked twice then her eyes closed and she collapsed on the floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 03:02:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Tonystarksneef.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br></span></span><hr>Husk offers her warning of the upcoming rock, and their inevitable deaths at it’s stony edge. And then the ‘boulder’ seemed to take on a life of it’s own, sliding into 5 different parts and then disappearing into the terrain around it.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Not fun when you forget –which- rocks are the fake ones. But after slamming into them about 10 times you start to remember.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He quips calmly as they pass through the entrance, and now race along the metallic corridor leading from the upper edge of the mountain to his workshop. It can be quite harrowing, moving at this speed in a corridor that doesn’t seem big enough. One mistake and you’re road rash.<br><br>Luckily as we all know, Tony doesn’t make mistakes though. <br><br>Another panel slides open along the ceiling of his workshop, and the faux boulder on the outside of the corridor slides back into place. With a loud clang they land together, well Tony lands and still holds Husk. He slowly lets her go as he speaks, and his facemask suddenly springs open.&nbsp; “Don’t worry about melting. Your body will maintain this form until you husk into another. Kind of like a telogen thing.”&nbsp; Tony says as he nods. And it’s a wonder how he would know that about Husk’s power. <br><br>A pleasant English accented voice is heard suddenly from somewhere and everywhere in the room. &nbsp;++Sir, Ms. Thurman requires attention. She has sustained multiple lacerations as well as blood loss.++ &nbsp;Tony looks towards Domino where she had fallen, and he doesn’t exactly rush over to her. Does he not care about her or her condition? Does he think he’s good to go with a cute blond standing next to him… well a cute blond 95% of the time and all. It isn’t either, really. If he were to rush over and help her, there’s a good chance he’d pass out himself. His brows furrow as he watches Domino, and he glances to Paige before he turns. And as he turns, she would see just how damaged his armor is. It’s really something of a miracle they made it all the way here. A miracle and a statement to just how well Tony builds his armors.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, don’t be rude.”&nbsp; &nbsp;There is a pause as Tony walks to his ‘dressing circle’, and then Jarvis speaks once more.&nbsp; &nbsp; ++Terribly sorry, how silly of me to inform you of Ms. Thurman’s condition first. Greetings Ms. Guthrie, welcome to the Rurouni Safehold. If there is anything you require, please do not hesitate to ask.++&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony nods as he comes to a stop, and the ceiling above him and the floor below him start to suddenly shift shape. Thin arms reach up and down along his armor, unfastening it in dozens of spots and then removing it piece by piece. The glass canister that had been stowed on the side of the armor is pulled away carefully by one of the arms and set of his observation table. Tony now steps away as the last bit of dark metal is pulled away from his body, and he takes a slow and deep breath. Slapping his hands together and then rubbing them he speaks, striding towards Domino.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Husk, if you could give me a hand, please.”&nbsp; He is actually feeling a bit better now that he’s out of the armor. Now that it’s not putting any kind of strain on his already overworked body and mind. It’s been a bit since he’s stopped to rest, or even eat. A fact Jarvis has been discretely reminding him of. <br><br>++The bunks should have all of the required implementations to help her. She can also get some rest while there, sir. And perhaps you could then rest also, and get something to eat.++<br><br>Okay, so Jarvis is <em>usually</em> discrete about it. And as Tony moves to Domino, he reaches under his observation table. His hand emerges with a small white box, a first aid kit obviously. He kneels next to Domino, looking her over. Hmph… her suit isn’t Stark tech. <em>Finally</em> someone on Earth isn’t making bad copies of his tech for their own use. But it has to come off.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, disengage her suit please.”&nbsp; &nbsp;As he waits, he opens the first aid kit… and discretely slides it closer to Paige.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You know a lot of field medic stuff? I think we just need to stop her bleeding, right? Should be something in there for that.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He nods to her, the look on his face one of expectation. Is it possible that the smartest man on the fucking planet doesn’t know how to stitch someone up or apply a bandage? Well.. no it’s not possible. But he’s not exactly feeling 100% himself. So he’s fairly sure Paige would have the steadier hand at this moment. He just makes it sound like he wouldn’t know what to do. Perhaps that would make it easier for Paige to do it.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>++I have access into her suit’s sub-systems, sir. Unlatching the upper body now.++&nbsp; &nbsp;A series of small clicks are heard, and Tony reaches towards Domino, grasping the chestplate of her suit.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Good work, Jarvis. And of course she doesn’t wear anything under her suit.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says as he sees that Domino indeed isn’t wearing anything under the chestplate, her breasts now fully exposed to the air. Tony gets a quizzical look, and then his eyes move to Paige.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Should I go naked under my armor? Is that what the kids are doing these days?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ++I do not think anyone would want that, sir.++ <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>03-02-2013, 06:35:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino<br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As the opening in the mountain revealed itself and the swoop in Paige lets out a “YeeeHaaaw,” as they speed down the confined path.&nbsp; This was better than a roller coaster ride.&nbsp; The clanked to the ground in the safe house and Paige separated herself from Tony to look around the room.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Don’t worry about melting. Your body will maintain this form until you husk into another. Kind of like a telogen thing.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;It was amazing how little he knew about her power. “I can regulate my temperature in this form, but thank you darlin’ for your concern.” She answered before giving a low whistle at Tony’s lab.&nbsp; Paige was a bit of a technophile herself and to further her understanding of her mutant power had become a fairly accomplished chemist.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, Ms. Thurman requires attention. She has sustained multiple lacerations as well as blood loss.++<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige was moving towards Domino’s prone form even before Jarvis issued his greeting.&nbsp; She barely had time to note the damage to Tony’s armor and tried not to think about how dangerous what they did just was if the damage was as bad as her brief glance told her.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; ++ If there is anything you require, please do not hesitate to ask.++<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Clothes would be nice.”&nbsp; Was her answer as she knelt down besides Domino to see what was wrong.&nbsp; She was about to ask about a first aid kit when Tony slides one over to her.&nbsp; Paige had already begun to probe for obvious injuries.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “You know a lot of field medic stuff? I think we just need to stop her bleeding, right? Should be something in there for that.”&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Truth be told she was barely listening to what Tony was saying and was already raiding the kit for what she needed as Jarvis began to disengage Domino’s chest plate.&nbsp; Domino’s naked form was didn’t phase Paige.&nbsp; The woman was hurt and no pair of breasts, no matter how nice, were going to distract her from patching her former teacher up. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Should I go naked under my armor? Is that what the kids are doing these days?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige looked up briefly and gave a little chuckle. “You do realize you are asking entirely the wrong person.” She said.&nbsp; Paige set a wad of gauze down over a fairly deep gash just below one of Domino’s pale mounds then reached out to grab Tony’s hand and pressed it firmly on top.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Let me know when that bleeding slows down some and I will stitch her up.” She directed moving on to the next wound that needed immediate attention.&nbsp; Thankfully the wounds Domino had sustained did not look life threatening, but they were serious enough to be concerning.&nbsp; Once Tony informs her that the wound is ready to close she opens up a sterile needle and begins to thread the wound closed.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 02:22:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Tonystarksneef.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br></span></span><hr>With Paige’s request for clothes, well almost the moment the words leave her mouth Jarvis is on top of it. You may not know this about Tony Stark, but he has been known (in the past) to be something of a womanizer. And by the past we mean like last week. And the Rurouni Safehouse is one of his homes away from home. So given that… well he’s had a number of lady callers in this place. And not all of them leave wearing the same clothes they came with. So as outlandish as Paige’s request might be, it’s actually not a bit of any of a problem. <br><br>++I shall endeavor to abide you then, Ms. Guthrie.++<br><br>Tony does his best to maintain his superior composure and all around awesomeness, but he has to admit that Paige is doing really well in tending to Domino. With his mind a little scattered now (thinking about Iron Man, the nanotech, Apocalypse, Blade, Diamondback, Jackie Chan movies, Fritos, Ketel One and satellites to name a few), he would also have to admit that his hands weren’t the best to take care of her. And plus, he knows there’s some kind of personal relationship between them. And that kind of thing can be the best motivation to do your best there is. <br><br>Paige reaches out for Tony’s hands to depress against the gauze, and he nods as he does as instructed. Tony also lets out a surprised gasp and half giggle&nbsp; “Cold cold.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Since she is still made of ice and all. He sits up a little on his knees to get better leverage, to make sure he can actually stop the bleeding. He looks towards Domino’s breasts (duh) and then up to her unconscious face as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Hi there. Tony Stark. Come here often?”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says with a little amused laugh. Cause he is so funny. He looks back to his hands over the gauze, and he lifts it slightly. Well she’s not bleeding out all over his nice floor anymore, so that’s good.<br><br>“I think she’s not dying anymore. Am I crazy to have expected her blood to be pink or something? Ya know cause her skin’s like chalk color?”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says absently, humorlessly as he now lifts the gauze. His eyes move to Paige as she opens the sterile needle, and he motions to her to wait a moment as he pushes himself to his feet.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Whoooah”&nbsp; he exclaims softly as he stumbles, his hand going to his head. He still motions to her to wait as he turns in a little circle to get his bearings, and he then moves to one of the workshop walls. An invisible panel slides open as he speaks in a light tone.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Jarvis, where’s the X-34 Beta derma—oh I got it.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He plucks a canister with a handle on it, the canister having the ‘biohazard’ symbol on it. He now moves back to Paige as he looks over the canister, and he kneels next to her (a little wobbily) and holds out the canister to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Stark International.. bought out this company in New Zealand.. really cutting edge.. stuff.”&nbsp; He motions to Domino’s wounds.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Just point and spray the foam over the wound. Works better than stitches.”<br><br>++Or so the patent states.++ &nbsp; &nbsp; “Or so the patent states.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony says with a nod. He then uses her shoulder to steady himself as he pushes himself to his feet&nbsp; &nbsp; “Cold cold”&nbsp; He says again, since she’s still ice and all.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, the extended wardrobe might be useful to Ms. Guthrie.++&nbsp; &nbsp; “Right right..”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says as he stands near her, now kind of leaning against a near rolling stool.&nbsp; &nbsp;“First bunk downstairs.. clothes in the closet and all.. ya could probably fit some of ‘em. Pretty girly stuff, you’ll love it.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says with a tired half smirk. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 21:21:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino<br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As Paige brings up a need and thread with icy fingers Tony’s exclamation makes her stop and raise a glass smooth eyebrow.&nbsp; “Well, why didn’t you say so?” She said with a shake of her head and holds out her hand to take it.&nbsp; With some effort she wills her hand to turn and the ice quickly melts away from it to reveal her delicate fingers.&nbsp; She had been so busy working on Domino that she had forgotten the state of her skin until Tony had gasped a little from the cold.&nbsp; She had pretty much ignored Tony’s light banter along the way too as she had remained focused on her task.&nbsp; Paige took the offered can and did as instructed.&nbsp; Pop the top and spray. “Well I’ll be.”&nbsp; She said watching the synthetic skin do its work.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “She should be alright now.” Paige says looking up at Tony and watching his own struggles.&nbsp; “You look like you could use a break too.&nbsp; Sit down while I go raid your girl friends’ laundry.” She adds standing up and turning towards the elevator.&nbsp; “First bunk downstairs, Jarvis?”&nbsp; She reaffirms with the computer. ++That is correct, Miss Guthrie.++<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Thank you.”&nbsp; She says and once reaching the elevator turns back to look at Tony and Domino. “Thank you Mr. Stark, for the clothes and for the timely rescue.” She says with a soft smile before the door to the elevator closes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 23:55:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domino2b.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk,<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena was aware of a few things, she felt weak, her chest and side hurt and someone had opened her suit up. She blinked once then sat straight up, her hand whipping up a loaded Desert Eagle. She shook her head once as she let her briain get into gear. She had been in a big fight....world in trouble...someone named Apocalypse...Tony Stark...Paige...bad!!!!<br><br>Neena looked down at herself seeing her armor had been opened and her full breasts and hard nipples were in clear view as was some sort of patch or gel or foam over a large area of her torso...she poked at it with a finger of her free hand... She heard someone chuckle and her hand with the gun and her head turned to see Tony Stark ...<br><br>++Ms. Thurman please, a stray bullet would be very dangerous... My scans say you need fluids and some medience...if you can get up the infrimary is 3 doors down and farther along are rooms with beds and warerobe...Ms. Guthrie has already headed down there...there is also food and would you bring Mr. Stark something to eat ...please++<br>"Jarvis right?"<br><br>She snorted as she lowered the gun and glared at Tony. Yet she also looked at the man...he looked worn...tired...strung out. Her blue eyes blinked as she stood up...a hand reached out to the door to steady herself.<br><br>"So Dick!... when was the last time you had a rest or food...you look like how I feel... we need you rested so do not make me get rough and beat you till you go to sleep"<br><br>Neena eyes looked at Tony's and she was concerned...she needed the genius to be at his best not walking dead. She tugged her armor up a bit and made her way to the infirmary as Jarvis directed her to the various antibodies stored there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 00:40:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Tonystarksneef.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk<br></span></span><hr>So Tony knew that buying that medical technology company in New Zealand was a good call. The way that foam gunk worked was pretty amazing. For a moment his brows would furrow, no one would even notice. That happens when he gets a brilliant inspiration. And then stores it away for use later. That foam gunk could really come in handy on the battlefield. Doesn’t take up a lot of space, efficient and effective. Something to keep in mind… <br><br>“She should be alright now.” &nbsp; Paige’s words bring him out of his very momentary vision of brilliance, and his eyes are directed towards her. He nods a little, a faint smile upon his lips as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Good work, you were brilliant.”&nbsp; &nbsp;And he’s thankful she was there, even if he won’t say that. Because he’s a dick. &nbsp;“You look like you could use a break too. Sit down while I go raid your girlfriends’ laundry.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He gives a short amused sound at her words, at the girlfriends thing. He’s only really had one girlfriend in his life. 97% of the others were just chicks he wanted to bang, or he felt would make him look good to others. That whole being a dick thing comes to mind once more. But all of that was a bit ago, he thinks he’s gotten it out of his system. A dirty little secret few people know. He does have a rep and all to keep. But a few people knew it, he thinks. One person definitely did, and she’s the one that matters. <br><br>Mattered. <br><br>But with her suggestion he kind of drops onto one of the work stools in his workshop, slumping back in it a moment. He then sits up, looking towards Paige as she speaks again. His upper body is slumped forward a little now, his hands folded and his forearms resting on his thighs.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Thank you Mr. Stark, for the clothes and the timely rescue.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He smiles softly to her as he nods, and he says in something of a sincere, kind tone.&nbsp; &nbsp; “It’s what I do, darling.”&nbsp; &nbsp;It sounded better in his head. The elevator door slides closed, and now Tony’s gaze slowly draws towards the floor directly in front of him. He speaks in a softer tone, not sounding as confident as he did before.&nbsp; &nbsp;“It’s what I do.”<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><em>But you couldn’t rescue everyone, could you. </em></span><br><br>Tony’s eyes slam shut as he takes in a deep breath, his heart suddenly so troubled. You know this is why sometimes he doesn’t like to stop and think. Because it makes him stop and think. Thinking about the absolute horrors that have been committed these past few days. The people who have lost their lives, innocent people. The only crimes they committed were waking up and going about their day. Going to a job, to see friends, to see family, running errands. All gone… <br><br>Slowly his eyes slide open as he hears a fairly familiar sound, the soft sound of a gun being drawn and leveled. He just stares at the floor for a moment more, and then he looks towards Domino out of the corner of his eyes, staring straight into the barrel of that gun. He says nothing as he watches her, instead it’s Jarvis who speaks on his behalf. Again. <br><br>++Ms. Thurman please, a stray bullet would be very dangerous. My scans say you need fluids and some medicine. If you can get up the infirmary is 3 doors down and farther along are rooms with beds and wardrobe. Ms. Guthrie has already headed down there. There is also food, and would you bring Mr. Stark something to eat ...please.++<br><br>As Domino lowers the gun, Tony’s gaze returns to that apparently fascinating spot on the floor just in front of him. He did feel tired. Mentally and physically. But a small smile finds his lips as Domino addresses him as she did when they first spoke.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Rest or food? Hmph.. very recently. Fit as a fiddle and all.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He lies as he now pushes himself to his feet, absently brushing off the front of his shirt.&nbsp; “I’ll get some rest.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says in something of a reassuring tone, nodding to her. <br><br>Domino disappears into the elevator, and Tony’s eyes draw to the holotable. He starts towards it as he shakes his head quickly, as if that would get rid of some of the cobwebs.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, I must insist that you-++&nbsp; &nbsp;“Mute.”&nbsp; He says softly, and immediately Jarvis’ voice is gone from the room. Tony stops in front of the table, and one of his hands begins to type on the slim keyboard there at the edge of the table. Once more the glowing green image of the globe comes up, some of it’s areas patched with red. His eyes scan the globe, taking in as much information as he can. He then type a few more commands, and the globe starts to change slightly. Areas of blue begin to show, and little markers next to each blue spot.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Voice.”&nbsp; He says as he reaches up to the globe. He taps the imaginary blue marker as it hangs in the air, and that patch of blue is suddenly magnified as Jarvis’ voice is once more heard.&nbsp; &nbsp;++31 degrees 15 minutes north, 32 degrees 17 minutes east. Port Said, Egypt. Local forces have engaged enemy forces on numerous occasions. No one faction seems to hold any targets for long.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony stares at the patch of blue still as he listens, taking in the details of the port itself. Really good place to hold up to defend from the land. If your enemy is seafaring, might be another issue. He shakes his head as he taps the marker once more, and it shrinks as the globe comes to it’s normal size once more. Tony’s hand brushes passed the globe, causing it to spin as if it were a real thing, as if it really had some kind of mass. The globe spins a moment, and then his hand stops, and the globe stops also. He taps the blue marker in front of him, his head bowing down a little as he starts to frown.&nbsp; &nbsp;++40 degrees 39 minutes 51 seconds north, 73 degrees 56 minutes 19 seconds west. New York City, United States of America. Local forces have tried several times to fight, but have thus far been ineffective. The S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier has been confirmed downed and most likely not salvageable. Colonel Fury is presumed dead. Stark Tower New York has been destroyed, not salvageable. All technology within has been destroyed per Omega Contingency.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony stares at that particular blue patch, and his hand slowly falls away. As he loses contact with the marker, it shrinks, and the globe comes up once more. Silently he stares passed the globe as he thinks, and then he looks back up, One of his fingers presses against the globe, and he turns it just a little. He taps the marker over the Russian blue mark. He taps the marker as Jarvis speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;++55 degrees 45 minutes north, 37 degrees 37 minutes east. Moscow, Russia. Enemy incursions have been heavy, with local militia engaging them. Of note is what appears to be a powered armor with high frequency runoff.++&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Crimson Dynamo.”&nbsp; Tony says in a sour tone. Is he stealing Stark Tech again to make his second rate suits? Yeeesh..&nbsp; &nbsp;++Unknown, sir. At current there is interference of some type which does not allow continued surveillance.++&nbsp; Tony shakes his head with dissatisfaction, and he releases the marker. <br><br>“So we’re fighting back… kinda.”&nbsp; He says as he slowly slumps down into his work stool, his hand coming up to rub his temples.&nbsp; “There’s nothing more?”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says softly as he sits there.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Reports are sporadic at the very best. Communication lines still have yet to be fully established. What little information I can glean from satellites is what is shown here.++&nbsp; &nbsp;So there’s more out there, just as he knew there would be. And maybe they heard his voice, maybe it did some good. If he were a praying man, that’s what he would pray for. That the little gesture of getting communication lines back up would be of use to anyone who still had the will to fight, to live. <br><br>To resist. <br><br>“New file.”&nbsp; He says as he sits there motionlessly. The globe now fades from sight, and the lights in the room come up a little more.&nbsp; &nbsp;++There is limited storage space in Rurouni Safehouse’s servers. If I were to sta--++ &nbsp; &nbsp;“Erase anything you need to. Anything. Save the satellite info and calculations, save the nanotech research. Save what’s relevant to now. To right now.”&nbsp; &nbsp; ++Yes, sir.++ &nbsp; Now Tony gets up slowly, and he looks slowly around the workshop. The Stealth armor is badly damaged, but very salvageable. The Deep Space suit is in really good condition, almost like new. It’s only been used once. But anything going into deep space just once may as well be a hundred times. And War Machine… it’s seen better days. But then, they all have. He stares at War Machine, remembering the fights he had in Tokyo proper with it. <br><br>Rise, fight. Resist. <br><br>The words ring through his head above all else. And the look upon his face grows more determined. The weariness of his mind and body are set aside for now, they aren’t important.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, what heading shall I give the new file?++&nbsp; &nbsp;Live up to the name. Make them pay. Be the Avenger. <br><br>“Mark VIII.”<br><br>For a moment there is silence, and then Jarvis’ voice comes forth once more. If it were possible to see a smile on Jarvis’ non face, it would certainly be there.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Yes, sir. New file has been successfully established.++<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 04:27:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br>They were all dead now, and Logan had taken his frustration out on some of the mindless acolytes of Apocalypse.&nbsp; He hated killing, as he had seen far too much of it in his long life.&nbsp; He used one of the bottles of sake to clean off his claws and hands, then he moved on.&nbsp; He was looking for Forge's friend, Stark who was, easily, one of the humans that he trusted.&nbsp; Even when he had a choice, he trusted the man.&nbsp; They had their love of women, and of culture in common, something that made him smile.&nbsp; He felt so sorry for those who saw him as a "lightweight", because the man had a good right hook for a human and some bitching reflexes to boot for one aw well.&nbsp; That was what pissed him off the most about what was going down: he had people he cared about and no power mad elitist-racist was going to take them away without a fight.&nbsp; A World War and years of dealing with terrorists made him hate that mentality alone.<br><br>He started moving through the area after getting back on the motorcycle he had taken, stopping every once in a while to attempt to get a frequency on anyone he could. He was trying the frequencies that only the teams and people like Stark had used before.&nbsp; He had worked with the Avengers both solo and with the Teams, but at the moment he was also attempting to stay on the QT, using natural interference from various points to keep anyone outside from either stopping or finding him or others.&nbsp; He had trained too&nbsp; much for it, and now he was going to use his training.<br><br>Jack Nimble calling Good Will..&nbsp; Are you there, Will<br><br>One thing that he knew, bad guys always overlook obvious things when they are too busy looking for hidden things.&nbsp; He thought about the others, and wondered if the plan that Kurt was in on was going to work, but then, it had to.&nbsp; He had shared a real beer with him before.....&nbsp; He shook his head.&nbsp; He couldn't think about that now.... he had to find Tony Stark and whoever was with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 23:38:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino, Wolverine<br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige took a deep breath and leaned against the back of the elevator.&nbsp; When the doors slid shut she could feel her icy skin begin to turn.&nbsp; Wisps of water vapor curled around her body as her naked flesh became visible and the icy dropped away.&nbsp; By the time she reached the rooms below she was naked as a bluejay once more.&nbsp; She gave a heavy sigh and picked up the small duffle she had managed to keep with her.&nbsp; There were no more clothes in her bag, but it contained her communicator and a few toiletries and that was about it.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“First bunk.” She said out loud and found the room easy enough.&nbsp; Paige tossed her bag on the bed and sat on the edge, her arms folded in her lap and her head bowed.&nbsp; For the first time she was able to try to comprehend what had happened.&nbsp; She remembered the conversation she had with her little sister Melody.&nbsp; She was nearing graduation from the academy and she had been having trouble with her boyfriend.&nbsp; They had talked as she had given Paige a ride to the airport.&nbsp; Paige had promised to talk more when she got back.&nbsp; She remembered the flight.&nbsp; A young girl had recognized her on the plane and even asked her for her autograph.&nbsp; She had been so brave to as a mutant for that.&nbsp; Paige felt awkward writing it, but proud too.&nbsp; It was proof that not everyone was shortsighted and fearful.&nbsp; She remembered the little girl being sucked out of the plan.&nbsp; Paige had tried to catch her, tried to reach her.&nbsp; She remembered the falling.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The little girl, her sister, her friends.&nbsp; Paige began to shake uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.&nbsp; They were gone, all gone.&nbsp; Her face fell into her hands as the sobs came.&nbsp; Her shoulders heaved in despair and she felt the sudden need to evacuate her stomach, but she didn’t have anything in it to lose.&nbsp; She didn’t know how long she cried, but it was for some time.&nbsp; She couldn’t stop it from happening.&nbsp; She was just one woman.&nbsp; An X-Woman yes, but even with Mr. Stark and Neena they couldn’t stop what had happened.&nbsp; She wished Professor Xavier was here.&nbsp; He would say something to make it bearable.&nbsp; To give them hope, but there was a pit in her stomach that told her the Xavier School was no more.&nbsp; Professor Xavier would have reached out to them if he were still alive.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Jack Nimble calling Good Will.&nbsp; Are you there, Will?”&nbsp; The voice was like a bucket of cold water in the face of her grief.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Logan?”&nbsp; Paige lifted her head as the familiar voice issued from her communicator.&nbsp; She did not know Wolverine that well, but like many of the X-Men she had worked with him here and there.&nbsp; She scrambled for her small duffle and fumbled momentarily with the communicator. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “Logan is that you?&nbsp; Stark, Domino and I are safe for now.&nbsp; Where are you?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:25:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The broad smile that came to Logan's face would most certainly be heard in his voice.<br><br>Paige... girl, you have no idea how glad I am to hear your voice.&nbsp; And Domino is safe there with you and Stark.. good.&nbsp; I will head were you are...&nbsp; and coming with some supplies I ..&nbsp; "liberated".&nbsp; I will be there as soon as I can.. give me a low down on your&nbsp; locale, Paige.<br><br>Logan had done well, as he had been in scrounge mode from the go.&nbsp; He was not a Tech Rat, but he loaded the side car with some things that Stark could use, in addition to food and medical supplies as well as some other important odds and ends.&nbsp; He was not stupid enough to assume anything, and had made certain not just to do that but also get some footage on his journey.&nbsp; He knew they would need an idea of what they were dealing with, as well as close ups of those things, places, and people are likely prime targets.<br><br>He liked Paige, as the young woman had a damn good head on her shoulders.&nbsp; With all of them scattered like they were, all over the world, they would have to rally.&nbsp; Logan refused to let him self think too much about those that were not there, especially the as yet unaccounted for.&nbsp; Logan had compartmentalized for the time being his fears about some, and he really was concerned about what he was going to do to that bastard Apocalypse.&nbsp; He didn't give a damn what it would take, but he would find a way.. they would find a way.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:52:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domino2b.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Wolverine<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena glanced back at Tony Stark, then steps into the elevator and leans against a wall. Her mind was going fast, maybe from being a bit weak and light headed or maybe because she didn't have to focus on staying alive right at this moment. She could see that Stark was in bad shape and that he was the type to push himself till he dropped or got someone else killed...also there was a mess happening out there and they were only 3 to face it. The elevator doors open into a nice room and the lights come up as she steps out. Neena shimmies a bit and her armor falls to her calves leaving her with a tiny black thong as she bends to unlatch her boots... Hopping a bit to the bed she sets down and tugs off the boots and the armor and makes a face as she sees the damage. 'Well I have had to repair it before and its not like there is not a big shop upstairs'.<br><br>She stands and slips off the throng as she heads to the bathroom. Neena may not have the smoking body that someone like Jean Grey has or even Storm but she was lean and toned and her breasts were full with pinkish nipples. She could have easy walked a runway and put most to the models to shame yet she didn't really concern herself with that as she stopped to look in the mirror. She reached back to turn on the shower, "so Jarvis will this foam hold if I take a shower?" &nbsp;++ Yes Ms. Thruman the foam is fully immersible++<br><br>As she steps under the hot water, "Jarvis tell me what happened with Tony, he does not look in good shape and you sound concerned about him"<br>&nbsp;<br>++MS Thruman I really shouldn't...++ <br><br>"Jarvis I have no desire to use anything against Him but he looks ready to drop and in his state he could get himself or someone else killed so tell me"<br><br>++very well Ms. Thruman but only because I am programed to watch out for Mr Stark's psychical and mental states...It was this morning 21 hours 18 minutes 37 seconds ago that he was attacked at His New York residence while having a late breakfast with Colonel Rhodes...........++<br><br>Neena listened to the legacy as the AI told her what had happened, the blood of his best friend on his hands, she remembered the bloody shirt still laying upstairs. The switch in the armor and how Colonel Rhodes fought and died to give the man a chance to escape. How his scans as he flew across country showed so much destruction. Then Jarvis mentioned Stark's fiance and how no word had been found from her, Neena ask a quick question and Jarvis confirmed how serious it was and Neena nodded. She knew men like Stark, he could play around and be a womanizer but when he found that one that was special ...well she would claim his heart.<br><br>The hot shower pulled the aches and pains from her body and made her feel better and as she stepped out she heard Jarvis say ++ Ms. Thruman, I am picking up another signal on the PN-235 frequency used by the X-men shall I put it on speaker ++ &nbsp;<br><br>"Do that Jarvis and track it if you can.. I need distance and direction if possible"<br><br><em>'Jack Nimble calling Good Will..&nbsp; Are you there, Will'</em><br><br>Neena smiled as she recognized that Voice...why he would be here she didn't know but he was about the best she knew when It came to fight and well having Logan around would just feel better<br><br>As Paige said “Logan is that you?&nbsp; Stark, Domino and I are safe for now.&nbsp; Where are you?”<br>Neena growled, we should have taught them better communication discipline as well as all the other things and Logan is just as bad at times.<br><br><em>'Paige... girl, you have no idea how glad I am to hear your voice.&nbsp; And Domino is safe there with you and Stark.. good.&nbsp; I will head were you are...&nbsp; and coming with some supplies I ..&nbsp; "liberated".&nbsp; I will be there as soon as I can.. give me a low down on your&nbsp; locale, Paige.'</em><br><br>++Ms. Thruman, I have the position...7.53 miles south east of here++<br><br>Neena paces out of the bathroom a towel working to dry her hair as she speaks her voice slipped a bit lower and sexier sounding, "This is Good Will...Jack Be Nimble receiving; you are 12.1 clicks bearing 187 from this position... I will arrange a greeter and a better locate for you to follow, enemy is montoring...Good Will Out"<br><br>"Jarvis is there a way to vent air or a scent from down here"<br><br>++yes Ms Thruman in case of fire there is a venting system...why would you ask?++<br><br>That was Wolverine and he has a sense of smell you would not believe so releasing a scent will be like a light house shining its light...<br>++ I can vent some a lemon scent from one of the cleaners used will that work?++<br><br>&nbsp;"do that Jarvis and link me to Paige....Paige I am having Javris release a scent for Logan to follow ya get down by the stairs and wait I will have jarvis tell ya when to open up and let him in ...okay"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 05:01:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/74814.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk, Wolvieface when he gets there<br></span></span><hr>Tony now moves to his holographic work table, and he plops down on the stool next to it. He takes a deep breath as he leans his elbow on the edge of the table, his other hand reaching out to grasp the glass canister containing the nanotech. His tired eyes stare at the canister, the contents inside of it almost looking like a thick gel. Silently he just stares at it, his head tilted to one side. After a few more moments he puts the canister down abruptly, and he rubs his eyes with his left hand. Sitting up a little on his workstool, he now swivels in the seat, looking out towards his workshop. A look of determine draws across his handsome features as he sits there, and slowly he pushes himself to his feet. <br><br>Once more he turns, scooping up the canister of nanites. He speaks as he turns it in his hand, as if inspecting every side of the canister.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Mark VIII file… nanotech to be incorporated into the exosuit. Should increase user interface times.. nanites of this generation range from approximately 10 to 85 nanometers, quantum mechanical effects are of course in place, given the quantum realm scale we are dealing with.”&nbsp; &nbsp;The tech jargin rolls off his tongue as if it were nothing more than sharing the score of last night’s game with a friend. <br><br>He sets the canister down once more, and he absently snaps his fingers and then lightly slap his hands together as he starts to pace. His eyes are cast down as he speaks, his mind now fully awake.&nbsp; &nbsp;“This generation was assembled using the bottom-up approach. Devices were built from molecular components with assembled themselves chemically by principles of molecular recognition. That same theory can be employed in the Mark VIII platform.”&nbsp; He’s brought barely out of his thoughts as his faithful servant Jarvis speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, detecting a transmission using the PN-235 frequency. It is ori--++&nbsp; &nbsp; “Tell Domino about it. She can handle it.”&nbsp; &nbsp;And that’s exactly what Jarvis does, relaying the information to Domino. <br><br>Tony now stops in front of his worktable, and he once more rubs his eyes with the palm of one of his hands, his other resting on the tabletop.&nbsp; “Exacting equations are still with the origination organisms, so we’re going to have to improvise. Should be able to make the nanomachines more efficient and adaptive. Equations are…”&nbsp; &nbsp;he takes in a deep breath and once more he starts to pace, snapping his fingers and lightly smacking his hands together as he does.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Log coefficient and variable 2 times x equals log coefficient variable A times X over log coefficient subset variable A times 2.”&nbsp; &nbsp;++Using those parameters should increase efficiency nearly 91%.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony nods a little as he continues to pace slowly, now moving in a wide circle along the edges of his workshop.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yep.. construction equals need to set up. So… T equals materials plus energy… over… 2500 times 1 plus raw supply times base of 2 with exponent of current generation times universal coefficient. What does that do for us?”&nbsp; He continues to pace, and not a second after he asks the question he makes the ‘hurry up’ gesture with his hands, his eyes still on the floor in front of him.&nbsp; &nbsp;++If the constants remain, the nanotech will be able to self-manufacture infinitely. The efficiency of actual manufacture has been increased.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Once more he nods as he turns abruptly and walks to his worktable.&nbsp; “We’re going to have to program them chemically so we have both passive and active nanodevices.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++Easily done, sir.++<br><br>“Use the power plant systems from the Deep Space armor to accommodate whatever we need for the nanotech environment. Show me the schematics.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He looks up as the holotable comes to life, a grid outline of the Deep Space armor showing in the hologram. The hologram turns and zooms in on a small area of the upper back, and the shell of the hologram disassembles itself until it shows a complex series of wires and tubes. Tony studies it meticulously, and he then reaches out to the hologram. With his touch, the intangible image is manipulated as if it were a real thing. He pulls some wires loose and reattaches them to other nodes, or pulls them free completely. Some of the piping is pulled free of their housings and connectors and essentially repurposed. After almost 10 minutes of work he steps back, his arms crossed over his chest, inspecting his work. He nods a little as he thinks, and then speaks in a soft tone.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Make it happen.”&nbsp; &nbsp; ++At once, sir.++&nbsp; &nbsp; The Deep Space armor is now moved from it’s display, disappearing into the floor below the display. Somewhere deep under the mountain, hundreds of small machines come to life and begin to cannibalize the Deep Space armor, remaking bits of it into what Tony had laid out. <br><br>And as his machines work, he flops down on his stool. He leans back on the chair, his head tilted up. One of his hands reach up, brushing over the glowing center under his shirt. The glow of the arc reactor imbedded in his chest showing through the shirt itself. He absently rubs the surface of the reactor, almost in the same way an old soldier would rub an old war wound. The kind of thing you do to perhaps sooth an aching body part. And for Tony Stark, that arc reactor is essentially his heart. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 15:20:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domino2b.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Wolverine, ...'Jarvis'<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena finished drying her hair and stepped to the bedroom's closet. She rummaged a bit before finding a pair of jeans and blouse, her face made a sour look as she slipped them on all the while thinking. She needed food and water first and then she needed to get Stark resting ....Slowly a smile formed, she would go old school, a 'mickey finn'.<br><br>"Jarvis I need to know you if have anything from the list I am going to give you" for the next minute Neena named off 25 various chemicals and substances when she was done ++There is 9 on the list Ms. Thurman, 8 are in the kitchen area and 1 in Mr. Starks workshop...if you mix some of these in the correct combinations they become a sedative...++<br><br>"Yes they do Jarvis...keep and eye on Paige and when Wolverine makes contact forward it to her...I am going to the kitchen" &nbsp;<br><br>++Yes Ms. Thurman++<br><br>Neena chuckled and shook her head, you could almost get used too having something like Jarvis around and she could see why Stark created him. She picked up one of the pistols and tucked it behind her back into the jeans and pulls the blouse down over it, then gathered up the damaged armor and boots and stepped into the elevator. She stopped at the main floor stepped out completely silent on barefeet and looked over at Stark just setting there his head back and his hand stroking around the glowing circle in his chest, with his eyes half closed. She walked to a work table and laid the armor on it and the boots beside, "Dick, after I come back from getting you and me some food I am going to need an area I can work on repairing my suit, mostly fiber and some circuits I hope that the energy gathers weren't damaged that can be a real pain to fix especially with no way to contact Forge. I will bring you some food and a drink and you will eat something ...you understand"<br><br>Neena nods and heads back to the elevator and heads up to the kitchen, with Jarvis directing she gathers several items and begins working, cooking down one, grinding another she mixes them into a powder. Neena also drank several cups of water and took aspirin and then snacked on dried banannas and fruits. She then fixed a plate of sandwiches and whatever else she can find and a pot of coffee. Eye balling a measurement she puts the powder in the bottom of a coffee cup and grabs several bottles of water as well. She heads back down stairs pushing a cart with a tray of food and the coffee pot.<br><br>As she steps out into the big shop area, she is not even paying attention to how well the jeans fit her nor how nice the blouse outlines her breasts showing off their sway and bounce. She pushes the cart to Stark and hands him some water...and gives him a <em>"do not give me crap"</em> look until he drinks it. Handing him a sandwich and she then pours him coffee and hands it over after adding some honey. "Jarvis said you like sugar but try the honey I like it better, drink it up if you are going to stay up until you drop you may as well have some caffeine to help you along" again she gave him that look as she arched an eyebrow and sipped her own coffee and waited. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 09:01:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br><br>I am on my way.. it will take a bit..<br><br><br>Logan started by taking a winding trip through the part of the city he was in, even ducking down into the subway tunnels for a bit.&nbsp; He found a few items, and paused long enough to put everything well organized into several bags so that if he had to abandon the bike, he didn't have to worry.&nbsp; He knew he wouldn't, as he had done this similar multiple times during several wars, and with a lot more hell going on around him.&nbsp; He then was soon surfacing again from the tunnel, having also put gas in it and lessening the weight some.<br><br>He thought about Jean, Storm, Rogue, Cyclops, Kitty, Psylocke... and just about everyone.&nbsp; His family... his people.&nbsp; He was trying not to cry but he was able to hide it and get through the city.&nbsp; He was soon heading where he caught a whiff. He smiled, the lemon scent something he honed in on three miles away.&nbsp; Actually, five, but he made certain to keep from being followed.&nbsp; He made a beeline for that scent, ready for anything if he had to be.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 03:56:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino, Wolverine<br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/Husk-hair_up.jpg)</div> Paige was pretty damn sure that Jarvis didn’t need her to open the door and let Logan in, but at the same time it would be nice to see his face.&nbsp; It gave her hope.&nbsp; If Neena and Logan were alive then maybe the others were as well.&nbsp; She didn’t cut back in on the communication. She hadn’t wanted to give away Mr. Starks safe house and was surprised that Neena had given distance and direction over the comms.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She wiped her eyes free of the tears with her hand and even managed a happy laugh.&nbsp; There was hope now and she hadn’t realized how close she had come to losing it.&nbsp; ‘Okay darlin’ pull yourself together.&nbsp; No way for an X-Woman to be. She stood up and took a deep breath.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“First thing’s first.&nbsp; Clothes.”&nbsp; She said very away that she was completely naked…again.&nbsp; “Ok Mr. Stark.&nbsp; Let’s see what kind of lady friends you’ve been bringing to your secret hide away.”&nbsp; Paige walked over a small chest of drawers and slid them open.&nbsp; “Oh, my.” She said eyebrows raised at the silken unmentionables contained inside.&nbsp; “And what have we hear?” She reached to the drawer and pulled out a pair of sterling silver handcuffs. She held them lightly in her hand and snickered. “Kinky.” She said placing them on top of the desk as well as something blue and lacy to slip into.&nbsp; She soon commensed a full on raid of the closet, throwing anything that she liked on the bed before sorting it down into something she could ware.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Good lord, do these girls eat anything?”&nbsp; She said to the empty room.&nbsp; Paige began stuffing her small duffle with extra clothing.&nbsp; She was sure she would need more before this was over and grabbed a simple blouse and sweater along with a pair of low rise jeans and a pair of stylish cream colored boots.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She pulled her hair back and out of the way with a simple hair clip she had found and thinking about it for a momt she grabbed the hndcuffs off of the dresser and shoved them in her back pocket.&nbsp; After some quick directions from Jarvis she was on her way to the boulder entrance to wait for Wolverine.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 22:31:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/74814.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Domino, Husk, Wolverine<br></span></span><hr>Tony remains leaning back on his stool, almost actually falling asleep. He doesn’t want to, but he’s been stringing himself out more than he usually does. There’s so much to get done, so much he needs to do. Rest is some secondary concern. But he’s not going to have a choice. <br><br>His eyes spring open and he takes a deep breath as he hears Domino set her suit down, and he sits up on his stool. His eyes linger on her as she speaks, then he looks towards her suit. From here he can tell the damage isn’t awful, very repairable. He leans on his elbow on the holotable as he speaks, now looking towards one corner of his workshop.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Shouldn’t be an issue. Got plenty of spare pieces parts. Pretty sure Forge won’t mind if I work on his gear a little.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He shrugs a little at her suggestion/warning about getting food, but as she moves back to the elevator he turns in his stool, looking back towards a small readout panel on the holotable. <br><br>“Jarvis how we doin.”&nbsp; He says as he types a few commands onto the screen in front of him.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Slowly, sir. While this station is advanced, it is not as supremely advanced as Stark Tower. Work will be more time efficient.++ &nbsp; Tony shrugs a little at that. He didn’t expect things to get done as fast as he’d like. They never do, really.&nbsp; &nbsp;“How about Dom’s suit?”&nbsp; &nbsp;He blinks as he looks up.. Domino.. Dom…Dominatrix… huh. He nods a little at the thought, and looks back to his readout as Jarvis speaks again. Of course Jarvis has already scanned the suit.&nbsp; &nbsp; ++There is damage to the power system, some components will have to be replaced. Other damage is superficial.++&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony takes a deep breath and rubs his eyes as he leans back on his stool&nbsp; &nbsp;“Cool. We’ll just hammer those dents right out.”&nbsp; Not literally, of course. <br><br>His hand then moves away from his face as he looks towards the now open elevator, hearing the food cart coming. He lets out an amused snort as he half turns towards her, eyeing the food and drink on the cart.&nbsp; “Well if I woulda known you were going to serve me, I woulda saved ya a long time ago.”&nbsp; Domino holds the water out to him, and he winces faintly as he gets an uncomfortable look on his face. He motions to the table in front of him absently, speaking in a light, almost embarrassed tone.&nbsp; “Just.. just put it on the table. Don’t really like people handing me things..”&nbsp; &nbsp;When she sets the water down, her hand has barely released it when he reaches for it. He twists off the cap and takes a few big drinks of the water, his body thanking him. Now he realizes just how thirsty he was. But that’s how it always goes with him. He will work himself ragged, his mind on other things besides his basic needs. And that’s one of the reasons why he loved Pepper so much, she always looked out for his needs first and foremost. For as long as he knew her.&nbsp; Domino starts to hand him the sandwich and the coffee, and he gets the same uncomfortable look on his face as he motions to the table. Once she sets it down, he scoops up the sandwich, taking a few giant bites out of it. Suddenly he seems to focus solely on devouring the food, almost to quickly, in fact. He feels a sharp pain for a moment, and he pats his stomach with his free hand. He knows when he’s put his stomach into shock, since it happens on a weekly basis. No food for to long, and then loading it up.&nbsp; &nbsp;“You are going to make someone a wonderful wife.”&nbsp; He says with a small joking grin to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Really good sammich. Way better than Jarvis’ sandwiches. I can get him to build a miniature nuclear reaction, but he can’t figure out peanut butter and jelly.”&nbsp; He laughs a little at his own joke, of course Jarvis not saying anything. He’s probably busy or something on the tasks Tony has set him on. Or.. Jarvis knows what is coming. <br><br>Tony now grasps the coffee cup gingerly, eyeing the liquid. He looks back to Domino with a perked brow, and then to the coffee.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Honey huh.. ya know we don’t like change.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says with a small smirk before taking a slow drink of it. He glances up as he tastes it, and then takes another drink.&nbsp; “Okay, it’s not terrible.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony turns on his stool a little, using his free hand to suddenly type in a few command prompts onto the screen in the table in front of him. He takes another slow drink of his coffee as he does. He swallows the warm liquid as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“So seems your suit isn’t so bad off. Won’t be but a few hours.. hours work.”&nbsp; He blinks as he says that, wondering why he lost his train of thought for a moment. That never happens. He now turns to face her as he sits there, taking another long drink of coffee, and then he sets the empty cup down.&nbsp; &nbsp;“So can you manage repairs? I mean do you.. you know..”&nbsp; &nbsp;he blinks again as his brows furrow, and he looks away from her. Why couldn’t he think of the words that came next? Why does he feel so… weird.. suddenly. And not the good kind of weird, the ‘let’s smoke this whole bag’ good kind of weird. But not so different. He hasn’t been tired (that he’s noticed, not that he’s been noticing any of it), and when he eats a light meal he doesn’t get supertired suddenly. So what’s… <br><br>He blinks again as his vision starts to blur a little, and he looks towards the open water bottle and the empty coffee cup. The bottle of water was sealed… he reaches out and scoops up the coffee cup, looking in it at the bottom of it. He suddenly jabs a finger into the coffee cup, running it along it’s bottom and pulling it out. Residue? But it didn’t have sugar. <br><br>Oh hell. <br><br>He looks to Domino as the pieces start to come together. There’s an indignant look on his face as he eyes her, and he pushes himself to his feet, holding the cup. He starts to say something, but seems that he can’t think of what he should say. And just as his eyes roll into the back of his head, he exclaims wearily.&nbsp; &nbsp;“You biiii<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">iiiii</span><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">iiiiiiii</span>”&nbsp; &nbsp; He drops the empty coffee cup and falls back, landing right on his workstool. It has caster on the bottom of it, so he actually rolls a little when he does. He lays slumped on the workstool, now out. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 11:19:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Jarvis, I hope that you have me on your sensors, because I am practically there.<br><br>++Affirmative, Mister Logan.. the door will be open in sufficient time....++<br><br>Logan gunned it, knowing that Stark may want to look at the silencing tech on the bike, if it wasn't already his or stolen from him.&nbsp; He respected the many about that, as in his mind to much of his tech got stolen before.&nbsp; People love to do that, take from others.&nbsp; Logan didn't dwell as he was thinking about the people that he was going to see soon.&nbsp; Logan never wanted to hug someone as much as he wanted to hug Husk and Domino both right now.&nbsp; <br><br>Hell broke loose, and now Logan wanted to give someone else hell.&nbsp; To much dealing with people like Apocalypse over so many years of his life reminded him of one thing: some very bad people always deserve to die.&nbsp; He had seen to many good people gone, people who gave, both human and mutants, everything. He was tired of those who took and feed off of those who try and make the world better.&nbsp; He held his thoughts in check, as he focused on what he could do now.<br><br>He was soon watching as Jarvis opened the door, and Logan road the bike in.&nbsp; He soon was applying the heavy duty brakes in just the right amounts together, bringing the bike to a smooth stop right in front of Paige.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>24-02-2013, 05:39:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domino2b.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Wolverine, ...'Jarvis'<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena watched as Tony's eyes widen and he realized what she had done. She finished her own coffee and then moved fast to grab the cup he dropped. Setting them on the tray and sighed figuring when Stark woke up there would be hell to pay for sure... She knew the drug she had made and for 4 hours at least his sleep would be deep and restful. All that training the military gave her when she was young had some value she guessed. Knowing how to make a 'Mickey Finn' out of things commonly found was useful.<br><br>She stepped behind Stark and wheeled his chair to the doorway of his bedroom. Then turned him around and bent and picked him up in a fireman's carry. A few steps and she dumped him on his bed. She shook her head and pushed his legs onto the bed and pulled the covers up over him.<br><br>Neena stood there a moment and watched the genius sleep she could see he needed a keeper someone to make sure he did not drive himself into the ground. She supposed with everything else going on she would have do that as well. Great just frigging great! As if she was not hurt herself. <br><br>She could feel the aches and pains so she walked out into the work shop to eat some more, drink water and coffee. She would rest when Logan got here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 02:15:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino, Wolverine<br><br><br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige paced back and forth in front of the secret opening to Tony Stark’s safe house.&nbsp; She would stop every once and a while to tap her foot and stare at where she knew the door would be opening.&nbsp; It couldn’t happen fast enough.&nbsp; Paige’s eyes were still stained red from dried tears when the orifice slid open to the thunderous roar of Logan’s motorcycle.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The man called Wolverine brought the bike to a smooth stop that would have sent Paige scrambling out of the way if she hadn’t trusted the X-Man as she did.&nbsp; Her youthful face split into a big smile at the sight if the shaggy faced man.&nbsp; The moment he was off of the bike she threw herself into his arms and gave him a big hug.&nbsp; It wasn’t something under normal circumstances that Paige would have done.&nbsp; She tried so hard to be the epitome of the X-Men, a professional at all times, but the relief to find that more of her friends had survived gave her hope and brought out the Paige that few of them really knew.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“It’s good to see you Logan.” She said holding on for a moment before regaining some of her composure and pulling away to give him a smile. “Welcome to the resistance.&nbsp; Let me show you around.”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As she lead Wolverine up to the main workshop she told him about the general layout of the safe house and what she knew about the attack.&nbsp; She explained how she had met up with Neena and Tony and how they had gotten here.&nbsp; It did not take long for them to make it up to Tony’s workshop where he was nowhere to be found.&nbsp; There was just an extremely tired and pained looking Neena drinking coffee.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“What are you doing out of bed and where is Mr. Stark?” She asked with clear concern in her voice.&nbsp; Neena could get under his skin sometimes, but the pretty assassin was a mentor and a friend and Paige cared about the woman despite the annoyances.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 08:26:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Logan returned the embrace, hugging Paige back.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was glad to be there, especially for her.&nbsp; She was like Kitty in a lot of respects, and he knew that he didn't need to think about Kitty too much.&nbsp; He had to think about what he could affect, not things he couldn't in whatever corner of the world.&nbsp; &nbsp;He held her just long enough to confirm that she was real, very real indeed.&nbsp; <br><br>I missed you and glad to see&nbsp; you to, Paige.<br><br>After they broke the hug, he got all of the bags that had the supplies that he had salvaged.&nbsp; He knew that some of them, especially the food and medical supplies, would be very helpful&nbsp; He followed Paige up to the workshop, where they found Domino.&nbsp; He listed to Paige, finding a place to set down the one back of nothing but tools and gear that Stark could use.&nbsp; He then waited for Domino to answer Paige.&nbsp; He always was pleased that he had real women to deal with in his association, and if they were the resistance then some of the weapons he had salvaged may also come in handy as well.&nbsp; He had dropped off the medical supplies where they most easily could be accessible, and he found a seat to grab a breath while waiting for the answer from Neena.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 19:45:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domino2b.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Wolverine, ...'Jarvis'<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Neena looked up as Logan and Paige came up the stairs and into the main work area. Setting down a water bottle she finished the sandwich she had as Paige asked, “What are you doing out of bed and where is Mr. Stark?”.<br><br>"Paige, first off, I was never in bed. Took a shower, changed and got something to eat for Stark and myself. As for Dickhead, I slipped him a 'Mickey', that's a knockout drug for you kids, Paige. He should sleep for 4-5 hours very restful. Now I am gonna head down to get some rest, I need time time to heal up unlike some here"<br><br>She straightens up from the stool she had been setting on, "Jarvis keep track of whatever it was Stark had you doing and wake me when he wakes, I figure he will want to shout at me a bit!" &nbsp;++Yes MS. Thruman++<br><br>She walks up to Logan with a sensual sway to her jean clad hips, as she arches an eyebrow, then she bends a bit and kisses him fully on the mouth, her tongue pushing in between his teeth and for several seconds a deep sexy full on french kiss between the two of them. "That is 'cause I am glad to see you are alive and here"<br><br><em><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">'WHANGGGGG!!!'</span></strong></em><br><br>She swung the heavy wrench from Stark's workbench right across the jaw of Wolverine then shakes it in his face, "and that was for convincing me to take both the jobs over here in the first place...I could be back in the states eating pizza!"<br><br>She drops the wrench on a table and heads to the elevator. "Paige you may want to pull Stark's shoes off I just dumped him on his bed and pulled a blanket over him. And Logan you can make yourself useful by fixing my suit. You and Forge were always tinkering" waves her hand at her suit laying on a table.<br><br>She gives the two X-Men her best 'I am tried of the crap' look as the elevator closes on her.<br><br>As she steps out into the bunk area she had chosen, she picks her thong off the floor and goes to the sink and washes it, hanging it over the door frame. Finally she strips completely, slides one of her heavy pistols under the pillow and keeps the other by her side and slides naked into the bed pulling a cover up over her as one hand rests on the pistol. "Jarvis wake me in 6 hours or when Stark wakes which ever come first, dim the lights"<br><br>++Sleep well Ms. Thruman... Mr. Stark will need your help"++
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 03:00:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino, Wolverine<br><br><br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Paige was about to retort when Neena leans up and jams her tongue down Logan’s throat and then slams him with a wrench before telling her to look in on Tony.&nbsp; By the time the door closes she is sputtering mad. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “Jesus Chri…what the he….”&nbsp; She looks from the elevator to Logan, then back to the elevator and back to Logan again.&nbsp; She knew Logan would be okay, but good lord!<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “She’s insane.” She finally stated eyes wide in complete exasperation.&nbsp; “The chickens have completely flown the coup.&nbsp; &nbsp;I mean she just roofied Iron Man!” She says in her southern twang. “Are you ok Logan?”&nbsp; She asks anyway.&nbsp; It was the polite thing to do.&nbsp; Once she receives the answer she leans back against Tony’s desk takes a deep breath, letting it out slow and deliberate.&nbsp; She was still boring an evil eye into the elevator door.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; “I have never seen a woman more in need of being rode hard and put away wet.&nbsp; Maybe it would make her less bitchy.” She said huffing a loose lock of hair away from her face. “I got the suit if you need to go clean up or rest or something.” She finally says.&nbsp; Paige was pretty sure she could take care of most of the repairs especially of Jarvis was willing to help.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 06:43:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br><br>Neither the kiss nor the hit with the wrench were at all surprises to Logan.&nbsp; He was the one that convinced Neena to take both of the jobs here, and now hell had broken loose which wasn't his fault at all.&nbsp; He massaged his jaw nodding to Paige as she asked him if he was alright.&nbsp; He nodded, as he had much worse happen to him.<br><br>Roofie, Eh? Yea... I'm fine, Paige.<br><br>He then thought about what Paige had said, nodding to her about what both the suit and Neena.&nbsp; He gave Paige a tight hug, giving her a supportive pat and squeeze as well.&nbsp; He had missed her very much, and he smiled as he let her go.<br><br>Yeah.. or something.... <br><br>He kissed Paige softly on the cheek, then he went to the elevator to go downstairs.&nbsp; He nodded again to Paige, and after the doors closed, he then goes down to where he knew Neena probably was.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Jarvis, where is Domino?<br><br>Ms. Thurman has retired for a while.&nbsp; Mr. Logan, I most warn you at this time that...<br><br>... That she's armed?&nbsp; Jarvis.. no offense, but she wouldn't either be Domino or alive if she wasn't armed.&nbsp; The time to worry is when she isn't.<br><br>Logan only needed to follow his nose, and he was soon standing right by the bunk that Neena was lying it.&nbsp; He waited, amused and prepared all at the same time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>02-03-2013, 23:55:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/lljjlj.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse, master bedroom<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> None<br></span></span><hr>(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/And-now-for-something-completely-different.jpg)<br>Her name is Ashley, and she’s been waiting for this day for a long time. It’s Tuesday, but that’s not why it’s a special day. She worked the opening shift today, so she gets off of work early. But that’s not why it’s a special day. It’s a special day because a video game she’s been waiting a long time for is finally being released. So after work ends she races to Gamestop (slowing a few times for fear there was a cop around), and she picks up her game. She has no fears about whether or not they would have it, she pre-ordered it many months ago. And now it’s time to play. <br><br>She gets home, greeting her mother in passing as she races to her room. She plops down at her desk and turns her laptop on, all the while staring at the unopened box for her game. Unopened for about 3 more seconds. Her eyes still on the green colored box, she absently reaches into one of her desk drawers. She fishes around for the small knife that once belonged to her father, and she uses it to slice the plastic off of the game. Her laptop comes on finally, the familiar voices of Jerry and George are heard&nbsp; ‘Helllllllooooo heelllllllooooo’ to which she replied “Heeeellllllo!” <br><br>So her laptop is all set and the game box open, she sets it down for just a moment. She wants this to be great. So before she starts to play, she opens her internet browser and heads to Youtube. There she does a quick search for her game, finding the international version of the trailer for it. This is part of the reason she fell in love with it. She leans forward on her elbows on the desk as the video plays. <br><br>It starts out a black screen, and then a male voice speaking Japanese. When he stops talking, his translated words come onto the screen. “When they asked what kind of game I would like to make, I told them I don’t think I could make a good action game. I think I’m better at telling a story.”&nbsp; &nbsp;That always made Ashley smile. A soulful tune then starts, and a song by a very popular R&amp;B singer is heard, the woman’s voice simply heavenly. One of the main characters of the game is then seen, standing before a small group of beings. His voice comes over the song, the shield he holds shimmering in the impressively rendered artificial light.&nbsp; &nbsp;“They say they want nothing more than to help, to aid all of the people of Dinwurst, but we know better. That’s why we’re all here at this very moment. They want control, over every part of our lives. Control over our very souls. So I say we take the fight to them now…”&nbsp; &nbsp;Another of the characters speaks, her long reddish brown hair swaying gently in a passing wind.&nbsp; &nbsp;“They know about the attack on San Viel, they’re going to see this coming…”&nbsp; the concern in her voice obvious. The man with the shimmering shield speaks again in a firm and confident tone as the camera zooms in on his features a little, and Ashley lip synchs the next part. <br><br>“No, they’re not gonna see this coming.”<br><br>And then the video goes to some action scenes, showing off the next gen graphics and gameplay. As the video continues, Ashley picks up the game once more and actually opens the box. There’s an advertisement insert for some game she’ll never play in the box, and she just tosses it aside. She plucks out the instruction booklet and the fabric map that was included with the game. She lets out an ‘ooohhhh’ as she opens the map, the fabric making it seem much older than it is. Just like one would really find in the game. Immediately she turns in her swivel chair and thumbtacks the map to the corkboard hanging on the wall next to her desk. She nods with a wide satisfied smile as dialogue once more is heard on the trailer.&nbsp; “Wanda says this is why the holocaust started in the first place. This is the reason we’ve running. That means this thing has to die!”&nbsp; &nbsp; a looming shadow is cast over all of the characters, and the image shifts to a giant menacing blue colored being. The video fades to black, and the words ‘Coming 20XX’, just as Ashley plucks out the game disc. She pops the game into the CD tray of her laptop, and with a wide grin on her lips the laptop screen goes black as the game starts. <br><br>The first thing on the screen is the game maker’s logo<br>(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/5bf39f4a-b771-4840-b4f1-eb975a5874ac.jpg)<br><br>A moment later, the actual game logo comes up slowly.<br>(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/gg3.gif)<br>She watches some of the opening credits and the demo gameplay, but she’s anxious to get into it. So the file screen comes up, and she chooses a blank file to start. She then comes to the character select screen.. now who will she be playing this game as?&nbsp; <br><br>The first character available is the shield wielding warrior from the trailer… a tank class. Meant to take damage so the others in his party won’t have to. Meh.. she was never good at playing the tank. The healer, a woman with reddish brown hair. Maybe. The mage… looks like a rich boy wielding a metallic staff. Oh, he has a familiar too… the familiar’s name is Jarvis? What a dumb name… The thief character, a female with dark red hair. She looks angry. The brute warrior type, all muscles probably no brains. She wonders what race he is, since his skin is a jade green color. Huh.. the next one is long range sniper kind, uses a bow mostly. Cool purple outfit. And then another mage, a female with long blond hair. And a skimpy outfit with a lightning bolt on the front. Skimpy outfits are cool, she must be the black mage. Ashley gets a slight scowl as she scrolls through the characters again, trying to figure out which story she’d like to see first. Since she knows she’s going to be playing through the game quite a few times. She picks the rich boy looking mage, the one with the neat metal staff and the familiar. Name.. hm.. she glances around and sees the poster for a movie coming out soon, and she nods as she looks back to the screen. She names the character ‘Tetsu’, Japanese for iron. Now the game asks her to pick a partner character for the main one, sort of a helper NPC. She frowns a little as she once more looks at the list of characters… and she picks the healer. She’s really pretty, a long flowing white robe with red accents. She names the NPC ‘Peps’. Cause that’s a cute name. <br><br>So time passes, it’s probably been weeks. All of her offtime has been spent playing her new game. All of the characters she could have chosen from have been in the game in one way or another. And for the most part all of them have been killed off in one way or another. So Ashley thinks she’s about to the final boss. Tetsu and his familiar are poised to face off against whatever is about to emerge from the dark tomb they find themselves in. She’s been trying to playing it like a thief.. using a muffle spell to keep the footsteps quite, a sensing spell to keep herself aware of whatever might be around the corner. Be it zombie, giant spider or bandit. She creeps into what looks like a large arena, a large empty arena. Yeah, this isn’t going to be good. The moment her character steps into the arena, the whole area goes black. And rocks around her character slowly crumble, and from the ground comes the final villain. And he is huge. Towering over her like a frickin building. He looks like a very muscular man, but with blue and grey skin. And he goes by the name Ragnarok. She thinks she’s all set for the fight.. but almost instantly her character is dead. She just stares at the screen… and grumbles and bitches to herself. She needs to take a break, she’s feeling a little burned out. <br><br>Ashley turns off the game, and she posts on Facebook about how bad she just got beat. With a sigh she texts her pal next door.. and no more than 10 minutes later they are piled in her friend’s van and off to hang out at a near bar. But the whole time she’s thinking about her game, about how to beat that last character. <br><br><hr>With a start Tony Stark wakes up in his bed, sitting up almost instantly. He looks around with wide eyes, having to take a moment to remember where he is. Tony lets out a soft groan as he rubs his eyes.. what a horrible dream. Something about.. a game or something.. some chick… He continues to rub his eyes as he speaks in a tired tone.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis.. is the world still here? Are you here?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Immediately his assistant’s calm, soothing voice is heard in his room.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++The world is still here, sir. As am I, always.++ &nbsp;Tony nods a little as he pushes himself to the edge of his bed, looking around the room. Slwoly his mind clears, and he remembers how he got here.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Cripes.. that bitch drugged me.”&nbsp; Remembering that Domino drugged him. She wasn’t carrying enough to be able to put a drug together suddenly.. that’s not usual fare for a soldier. So where did she get the things to make a drug?&nbsp; “Jarvis… next time someone asks you to show them where we keep the drug making materials, you say you don’t know, got it?”&nbsp; &nbsp; There is a brief pause, and then Jarvis speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Understood, sir.++&nbsp; &nbsp;“You’re off the Christmas card list too! Tell her that she is too.”&nbsp; &nbsp; That’ll show ‘em. He takes a slow and deep breath, and he had to admit he felt a bit better. More clearheaded, certainly. He doesn’t know how long he’s been asleepHe leans towards the end table next to his bed, and from the top drawer he pulls out a pad of paper and a mechanical pencil. He starts to scribble down some ideas that are suddenly flowing through his thoughts, sitting on the edge of his bed. <br><hr><br>And in the room where Domino is, Jarvis’ calm tone is heard.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Ms. Thurman, I have told to inform you that you are off the Christmas card list. Terribly sorry.++<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 01:27:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Wolverine, ...'Jarvis'<br><br></span></span><hr><br>"So you found your way down here did you! Is Paige pissed off?" Neena shifted to set up letting the blanket fall into her lap showing her full breasts and soft nipples as well as the off color skin patch that went from under her breasts to around her side. A Desert Eagle [new pistol for her] rested in her left hand as her blue eyes looked up into Logan’s. Neena may not have the legendary beauty of some Like Jean or Storm but she held her own with her grace and dangerous sensuality.<br><br>"Logan I am not really interested in a tumble. I hurt and need to heal, unlike some I do not just heal damage I take. You know as well as I do my flakey ass mutant ability only works when I am aware of something and active. The bastards had cloakers...damnit...and I could not keep those people from dying no manner how good I was." &nbsp;Against her will tears drip from her eyes. "Logan I have to go at 110% all the time just to keep up with most of you... Look at Paige the girl has a power that ...well let’s say she is useful...me I am a Failed weapons program by the US Government"<br><br>She waves Logan off, "Now I have to baby sit a genius that is too smart to know he needs to eat and rest... so when Stark wakes I will have to face him over handing him a 'Mickey' so unless you really need sex I would like to get some rest and sleep."<br><br>Neena arches an eyebrow at the man, her blue eyes glistening with unshed tears and she was not aware but her nipples had hardened to nice points.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 08:39:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Logan smiled, and he was suddenly kissing Neena, his hands on her lovely upper shoulders.&nbsp; He felt her nipples against his chest, and let his mouth and body speak for him for the time being.&nbsp; He moved his hands over her body, caressing her everywhere that it let him know she wanted him to.&nbsp; &nbsp;He don't leave any part of her untouched, very careful with any areas that were bruised or sore.&nbsp; She wasn't a failure or a failed anything, not to him or anyone else.&nbsp; He let her dictate the pace in the beginning, allowing her to show him all that she needed and wanted for starters.&nbsp; He was going to take control, but first he wanted her to want, need, and crave it.&nbsp; He knew she deserved it as he was the one who talked her into coming there and told her to do so.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now, as he was soon pinning her down when she let him know what she wanted and how for the first bit of time, he started to move his mouth, kissing down her lovely neck and shoulders and leaning her back to lay her down on the bunk she had selected.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 01:57:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Wolverine, 'Closed'...'Jarvis'<br><br></span></span><hr><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/private/Domino35copy_zps6c54793a.jpg)</div>Neena started to protest as Logan's hand tangled in her hair and pulled her up so he could kiss her, hard, fierce, passionate. His tongue darting in between her pouty lips that had spread to match his. Her blue eyes closed as her hands reached to his head and neck and pulled him down as she laid back on the bed. Logan knew a great deal about pleasing a woman, she figured he should as old as he was and as much practice as he sometimes got.<br><br>By the time his lips were suckling her nipples drawing them into hard marbles she had let her mind begin to forget, for a bit all that was happening around her and the stress she had been feeling.<br><br>Logan was careful as he traced his lips and tongue over her bruises and the area covered in foam but gave each a small kiss then he was between her thighs as he pushed them apart. Moans escaped her lips as his tongue found&nbsp; the exact spots that sent her soaring... Within a minute barely, she half screamed out an orgasm not realizing how much she needed to let go.<br><br>By the time she had caught her breath the X-man had pulled a leg up over an elbow and then he thrust into her. Something about the x-gene made all the males well endowed it seemed, at least those she had been with and now as the man called Wolverine thrust hard into her velvet tight depths he went deeper then any normal human male could...till he thrust past her cervix and buried himself completely in her depths. Her breathing was fast as her mind danced with images of Logan and Kurt, Nightcrawler, and certain 3 some back at the manor which added with how the man with her now was thrusting in and out in all the right ways made her clench around his hard big cock as she orgasms again.<br><br>Logan took control then, she never admitted that she enjoyed that at times, forced her hands over her head and basically fucking her hard as she locked her ankles around his back... she didn't know how long they went at it just that she orgasms several more times before she felt him explode deep her in hot tight depths. His chuckle and kiss made her half glare, he rolled to his back pulling her on top as he stayed half hard in her depths.<br><br>She dosed off as he held her there.<br><br>She was not sure how long it had been that she had slept when she heard the modulated voice,&nbsp; &nbsp; "++Ms. Thurman, I have been told to inform you that you are off the Christmas card list. Terribly sorry.++"<br><br>"what?! What?" She sat up as her hand drew the gun that had never left her side even during the sex she had with Logan, old habits died just too hard. " ++Ms. Thurman, I have been told to inform you that you are off the Christmas card list. Terribly sorry.++"<br><br>"I was on the Christmas card list? Oh hell I was so looking forward to one ...I am wounded...wounded deeply now..." She shook her head since that meant that Stark was awake and hopefully feeling and looking better. She felt much better, good hard sex always did that and she needed a shower and to go face the music from a genius. She elbowed Logan since she knew he was as awake by now as she was and then kissed his chest. Stark could wait a bit.<br><br>She nibbled and licked her way down as he groaned then her pouty lips spread around the head of his rapidly hardening cock as she swirled her tongue. Slowly she sucked on him, taking half the big cock into her mouth and throat as her fingers massaged the big balls. She had learned a few things her self and as she sucked and her tongue darted and swirled she felt the X-Man tense and his hands grab her head...he groaned as he exploded into her throat and mouth and she swallowed it as fast as she could. Finally she licked him clean and stood with a smirk on her face. <br><br>"Go find your own shower we have a world to save now and work too do and I really want to have a nice hot shower alone before I see Stark and get yelled at..." &nbsp;<br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 10:17:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br>It was fun, as he really liked all of the females in the team. Logan knew that he wouldn't be able to repopulate the world, but he was going to do his part.&nbsp; He stole a kiss from Neena, and then he hurried up and took a very thorough shower.&nbsp; He already was interested in if start could used the tech he would find on the bike or if he originally designed it. Either way, as he washed himself for the second time under the scalding hot shower then turned it to icy cold to finish waking him all the way up, he in the middle remembered that he owed Paige lessons in martial arts.&nbsp; He never had issue with things like that, as he knew that so often it came in handy.<br><br>He was soon completely dry except for the slight dampness of his hair, and he put on a t-shirt and jeans, as well as socks and his soft soled but durable boots.&nbsp; He waited for Neena, as he was not going to wait around just thinking about things he couldn't change or stop for now.&nbsp; He was very much ready for her and to go talk to Stark.&nbsp; He knew they needed to get a good idea of what they were going to be doing, and also Stark needed to know he couldn't do everything by himself.&nbsp; Neena had tricked him and drugged him, but he had needed the rest and he had to know that.&nbsp; &nbsp;When Neena came out of the shower, he smiled and nodded, ready for food, for discussion and planning, for preparation, but mostly for helping to soothe the hurt ego of a genius.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 01:07:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Iyyl.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse, master workshop<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Anyone, really<br></span></span><hr>Almost a half hour passes before Tony finally emerges from his bedroom. By now he’s showered again, basically got himself back together. He’s now wearing a dark colored tank top and blue jeans, looking very comfortable. In one hand he holds his worn out looking notepad, looking at the various little sketches, scribbles, equations and liner notes he’s been jotting down madly since he woke up. In his other hand dangles a cold bottle of Snow Beer. The green bottle glistens gently in the light, half of the pale ale already gone. <br><br>He steps into the workshop where Paige is, and he gives a cautionary glance around. He moves towards his holographic table as he speaks.&nbsp; “Hey, need you to watch my back.”&nbsp; He says as he motions to Paige with his beer bottle.&nbsp; &nbsp;“If anyone else tries to knock me out, you just stop ‘em, okay? Just say that Mr. Stark likes consciousness and all.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says with a little grin and a wink. He plops down on his normal workstool, and tosses his notepad onto the table in front of him, taking another swig of his beer. Carefully he sets the beer down on the table next to his notepad, and his fingers brush over the console in front of him.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, old bean. You awake?”&nbsp; &nbsp; ++Always, sir. How may I be of assistance?++&nbsp; &nbsp; Tony spins around on his barstool a moment as he seems to think, then stopping as he looks back towards the holographic display.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Trouble spot numero uno, show me the bad.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He now leans back a little as the image of the Earth shimmers into view, and it zooms in on Cairo. Tony’s head tilts a little to one side as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Protocol Omega wasn’t worldwide… I think I can make this work.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He then glances to Paige as he grins a little, speaking in his usual cocky tone.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Wait, I’m Tony Stark. I can make <em>anything</em> work.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He nods and looks back to the display, snapping his fingers together rhythmically as he thinks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Show me the Marhaban safehouse in relative position to Port Said.”&nbsp; &nbsp;The image of Cairo zooms out a little, and then zooms in slightly more inland. Way inland, actually.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Huh.. that’s a hell of a walk. Why did I put it there?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++I believe there was a very nice lake in the area you wished to skinny dip in with your then girlfriend.++ &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony sighs wistfuly as he leans back on his stool, his hands folding behind his head.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Ah… Suleika… man she was a handful. Two handfuls if I remember right..”&nbsp; he says with a nod, remembering the lovely dark skinned girl. <br><br>“Okay… find out who’s there, let’s get word out, huh?”&nbsp; He glances at Paige&nbsp; &nbsp;“Time for us to start arming peeps.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Then back towards the hologram he looks as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Open file Mark VIII… let’s see it.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Now he pushes himself to his feet, scooping up his beer bottle. He drinks half of what’s left as the image in front of him fades from a map of Cairo to what looks like the outline of Iron Man. With his free hand he reaches into his pocket, pulling out what looks like a laser pointer. The tip glows a soft, pleasant white. He moves the pen like device towards the hologram, and it seems to interact directly with the hologram. He starts to scribble equations up and down the sides of the hologram, the light images remaining as he pulls the pen away.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Liner note… thanks to Magneto for inspiration on modular Kev field. I want to initiate the Sea Star system.. with points here, here”&nbsp; &nbsp;As he speaks he puts little dots on the hologram, near the knuckles, chest, back and legs.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Here and here. This will be a nanotech based system, with possible 5 different species being used. Artificial musculature which can be rendered utilizing about 130 algorithms and point to point interconnectivity with injected nanosystems.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He now steps away as he gazes at the image of the armor, it still not having any real details to it. Just a basic outline.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Thanks to Wolverine or inspiration on the musculature… nanotech can be augmented to simulate living healing systems.”<br><br>He does seem to be more into now, doesn’t he? Perhaps those few hours is just what he needed.. and he knows that for a fact. Sure, he could throw everyone out of his safehouse and be a dick… or he can do what’s best for the world right now. Get back to work. Beat the asshole Apocalypse. Save the day, the night, oh and the girl, too. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 21:10:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/Diamondback_Portrait.jpg)</div><hr>&nbsp; <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Rachel Leighton<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Diamondback<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Tony's Safe House<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Open<br>&nbsp; </span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;‘How can my head feel so hot when the rest of me feels so cold?’&nbsp; She thought staggering forward and falling onto her knees.&nbsp; She expected pain.&nbsp; It had been her friend for hours now, but even it appeared to have abandoned her.&nbsp; Rachel Leighton, Diamondback, knelt on the snow covered ground her breath coming in ragged gasps.&nbsp; She continued to hold her stomach but she didn’t have enough fingers to plug all the holes in her gut.&nbsp; Her insides were little better than scrambled eggs.&nbsp; The bitch wanted her to die slowly and she had.&nbsp; But the pain was gone now, replaced with an unfeeling cold.&nbsp; She knew it was the end.&nbsp; For all of her strength and skill she was still only human and humans were an endangered species now. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Her pink hair hung matted around her face, her head bowed.&nbsp; She had tried.&nbsp; She had succeeded, after a fashion.&nbsp; The uplink was successful.&nbsp; She heard the message and that was going to have to be enough.&nbsp; The rock was just ahead.&nbsp; No more than a hundred feet or so, but she couldn’t get up.&nbsp; Her legs had stopped working, the trail of crimson had slowed to a drip. She had lost so much. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;‘I miss you Steve.&nbsp; I’m sorry.’ She though pitching forward into the snow.<br>&nbsp;<br>***Inside the Safe House***<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++Sir, I detected movement outside.&nbsp; Miss Leighton is wounded.&nbsp; I am not detecting a heartbeat.++
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phaia</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 20:55:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Domina2.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Neena Thurman<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Domino<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Wolverine, Husk, Iron Man...'Jarvis'<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The hot water helped more then she wanted to admit, that and the after glow of sex. She knew she could use a few more hours of sleep but then she had long ago learned to go on 4 hours a night. She washed her hair and her body as the foam began to peel away, bending her torso to check, a light scar showed along her side..."well hell that stuff worked better then she would have thought...have to add it to her kit"<br><br>She got out, found the tiny thong she had hung to dry and slipped it on and pulled up tight fitting jeans and a blouse. She slid both the heavy pistols into the waist band of the jeans both in the back... <br><br>Neena made her way up to the main area stepping out she saw Stark, looking bright eyed and almost chipper with a Hologram up making notes. Paige hovered near the Genius and she chuckled at the look she got. <br><br>"you know Stark that was cruel... taking me off the Christmas card list... And I was SOOOoo looking forward to it this year...." &nbsp;before she could say much more<br><br>++Sir, I detected movement outside.&nbsp; Miss Leighton is wounded.&nbsp; I am not detecting a heartbeat.++<br><br>Her eyes narrowed and she nodded, "Paige you are guarding Stark, I know you are capable but he is not in his Iron Man suit so should anything happen get him out of here...Wolverine and I will do recon. Stark can you do a sweep of the area, communications, infrared, anything like that" &nbsp;<br><br>What many did not know is that Domino had often led the second X-Men Team when they were in the field and she fell into that mode naturally. She glanced at her suit that was still ripped and torn and arched an eye brow at Stark as if to say '...what is taking you so long to fix it?...' Then she was moving down the long stair case both guns now out...She glared at herself for not bringing more ammo just in case but that was what happened when you let your guard now for even a little bit... she held at the door till Wolverine joined up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bludmagnus</strong> on <strong>14-03-2013, 07:10:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/SKO112.jpg) </div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James Logan Howlett<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance, Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo, Rurouni Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Husk, Domino, Any Resistance or Humanity member nearby<br><br></span></span><hr><br>I got it, Jarvis..... Just help Stark with searching the area....<br><br>Logan didn't expect two fights so soon, and he really hoped that he didn't have to. If needed, he would give a transfusion of his blood, as the properties were able to heal others.&nbsp; But at the moment, he was racing to where Jarvis had told him that Neena was.&nbsp; This was already starting to get interesting, and he was very damn glad he brought those medical supplies. He didn't know how long they would hold out, but he knew where to get more as well.&nbsp; Those were just the ones that were not in the caches that he had hidden himself the last time he was here, restocking what he always kept.&nbsp; Now though, the immediate thing was who was up top and needing real help.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>He got to the door, nodding to Neena when he was there. He was very glad that, if needed, he knew how to handle trauma and triage. They were in a war now, and he was very glad that he always took Charles' advice.&nbsp; He now had to keep that "jack of many trades" quality that was needed now.&nbsp; They were short handed there, and until they had all they needed they would all be taking turns at many things.&nbsp; <br><br>Alright, let's go get her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 05:51:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Iyyl.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse, master workshop<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Anyone, really<br></span></span><hr> Tony’s hands and mind stop when he hears the status of Diamondback. He says nothing, he just stares directly ahead of himself. His mind flashes to when he caught her from falling out of that building, helping her to get to the safehouse, the look on her face when she realized who he was. Or rather, that he was Steve’s friend. And he remembers he sent her out on a task… a mission. And now.. now she’s..<br><br>He takes a deep breath as he closes his eyes, a deep scowl on his lips. It’s because of her that they are able to send out broadcasts once more. Her efforts gave them a major victory. If she’s gone… there’s nothing he can do about that. If Wolverine and Domino can’t do anything for her… he knows he can’t. He knows he’s the smartest of them, but he also knows he’s not the smartest of them. He thinks that the best thing he can do now… add on to the small victory she has given them. And finish the armor. <br><br>Back to the holo outline he looks, his eyes scanning over it.&nbsp; &nbsp;“How much is done now? How much has been fabricated?”&nbsp; &nbsp;he asks in a soft tone. Jarvis’ voice suddenly is heard from all around the room&nbsp; <em>+As directed, I have used pieces from both the Deep Space and Stealth armor for the pre-assimilation model. It is now complete enough for the nanotechnology assimilation and fabrication.++</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony’s face doesn’t change expressions as he listens, though occasionally he does glance towards Paige. He always did work better with an audience. <br><br>“Do it.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says, then taking another swig from his bottle of beer. Setting the bottle down, he slides to his right on the workstool, stopping before a small work area set up on the edge of his table. Drawing in a deep breath he picks up what looks like a very large syringe, a dark liquid inside. He stares at the syringe… and then leans over to scoop up his beer. He takes a big swig of it, and then sets it down. In the same motion he picks up a small wrapped pad, and he opens it. He swabs his arm near the elbow with the alcohol pad, and then quickly he jabs the syringe into his arm, the dark liquid draining into his vein. He winces noticeably as it does so, and he drops the syringe right away, gripping his arm. The veins around the injection area darken for a moment, and he leans down a little in pain. <br><br>He suddenly licks his lips, as if suddenly they were dry.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Tastes like.. ginger… and nickel..”&nbsp; Tony coughs once, and he sits back up slowly, flexing his hand. Slowly he pushes himself to his feet, and he starts to pace back and forth, flexing both his hands.&nbsp; <em>++Sir, there are better ways of administering the nanotechnology hordes.++ </em>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony shakes his head as he moves back towards the table.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Don’t have the luxury of time, Jarvis. Or the facilities. Just need to get it done.”&nbsp; If Jarvis could sigh, he certainly would. <br><br>And then after 4 more injections, Tony is done. In a lot of ways. He leans back on his workstool, his hands rubbing his eyes.&nbsp; “At least tell me things are online…”&nbsp; &nbsp; ++’Things’ are online, sir.++&nbsp; &nbsp;He nods a little as he now sits up on the workstool, and he takes a swig of the last of his beer. <em>++Final construct of the ancillary systems are nearly complete. Main power systems, defensive grids, offensive systems, arc power constructs and sensors are at 95% completion.++ </em>&nbsp; “Good work.”&nbsp; Tony says as he now lowers his head onto the table in front of him. He feels… weird… almost like a hangover, but different. A hangover he can handle… he has handled for much of his life. What he feels is… lightheaded, like his mind is in a cloud. The injections were of nanite cultures, each specially programmed to interact with his nervous system and autonomic responses. To say it was experimental technology would be very generous. So far as he knows, no one has tried to use nanites in this manner. Maybe most people are smart enough not to try something this dumb. <br><br>“Start the simulated signals. Make sure things.. do.. like.. they are.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He kind of slurs the last few words, his eyes closing tight as his body fights to not lose itself. The nanites are small enough to travel uninterrupted through his body’s systems, but the body knows when something is amiss. When there is something there that shouldn’t be. Even if it should be.&nbsp; “Think I might be sick..”&nbsp; he mutters as Jarvis begins tests. Jarvis simulates signals that would cause reactions in the nanites now in Tony’s body, even if the reactions don’t actually do anything. Just the fact they are reacting is enough. <em> ++Signal response is very strong, sir.++&nbsp; &nbsp; </em>“Wonderful.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony mutters once more, his eyes closing tight. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 07:48:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Husk<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Resistance<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo Safehouse<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man, Domino, Wolverine<br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;While Tony was out and Neena and Wolverine were doing…whatever it was that they were doing Paige found herself alone again.&nbsp; She looked around the lab wanting to find something to do.&nbsp; She had to keep herself busy so she would not fall into the despair that threatened to overwhelm her.&nbsp; She eventually found herself seated in front of Neena’s damaged suit, running the fabric through her fingers.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis, what can you tell me about this?” She asked.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony’s manservant spoke at length about it, as much as he could at least. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Scan it for me.&nbsp; I may as well make myself useful and fix what I can.”&nbsp; She knew that she couldn’t mend all of the damage.&nbsp; She didn’t know enough about the tech to do a total fix, but she could get a good start so she did.&nbsp; Paige lost herself in the work.&nbsp; She would occasionally stop to take a drink of water or stretch her back, but she passed the hours in work.&nbsp; The others needed rest, Paige needed to keep busy.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Hey, need you to watch my back.&nbsp; If anyone else tries to knock me out, you just stop ‘em, okay? Just say that Mr. Stark likes consciousness and all.”&nbsp; Paige wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but if Tony was away it must have been a while.&nbsp; &nbsp;The suit was about halfway fixed, but at least it was something.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“While I don’t condone the method, you needed some sleep.” She said her mind half on his comments and half still running the perplexing chemical composition of Neena’s suit around in her head. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Wait, I’m Tony Stark. I can make anything work.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“By sheer force of ego alone.” She added with a tired shake of her head. Paige knew she shouldn’t be so bitchy, but end of the world and all.&nbsp; “Sorry.” She apologized.&nbsp; “That was uncalled for.” The words had barely left her lips when Jarvis brought up the skinny-dipping, which elicited a snicker from the blond haired X-Woman and then a roll of her eyes as Tony described her “features”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I see you like to use scientific terms of measure.” She observed with a smile.&nbsp; Joking made it all easier, until Jarvis noted Diamondback’s arrival.&nbsp; She was about to bolt for the med kit when Neena and Wolverine cut her off.&nbsp; Damn she was bossy.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You’d think a good roll in the hay would have made her less bitchy.” She observed as the two mutants went to check on Diamondback, but it was unlikely Tony heard her.&nbsp; He was babbling something about ginger and nickel and simulated signals.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>23-04-2013, 01:44:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Iyyl.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Avenger<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Rurouni Safehouse, master workshop<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> None<br></span></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Part 1</span></span><br><br><br>So the kids had been taken care of.. well Domino and Wolverine by now were well on their way to the left coast of the good ‘ol U.S. of A. Abigail by now should have Sandstorm and dealing some damage to.. well everyone else. The Marines were doing their best to hold Tokyo, but it was a losing battle. He hopes he is wrong on that last count. As for Paige.. Tony could tell she was anxious to check on her family. He’ll have to make that happen. <br><br>All of the little plans he had put into motion were coming together. And now it’s time for one last plan here in the safehouse. <br><br>Tony stands in the middle of his advanced workshop, doing his best to keep his mind on the task at hand. Finishing his work. Getting back into the world proper. Really making a difference at last. He perhaps underestimates how much he has done already, or perhaps he doesn’t see it as enough. He is clad in dark colored pants and a dark grey tank top, the arc reactor imbedded in his chest glowing softly through the shirt. He looks down at his hands as he flexes them. Tony just doesn’t feel the same since he injected all of those experimental nanites into his body. Who knows what sort of long term effects they’ll have. Maybe someday he’ll go around trying to inject other people with nanites and informing them that ‘resistance is futile’ or something. <br><br>++Sir, final testing has been completed. All systems are ready.++&nbsp; &nbsp;He continues to stare at his hands, turning them over slowly as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp; “So you’re saying it’s now or never, huh?”&nbsp; &nbsp;He draws in a slow and a deep breath, looking up now.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Okay… deploy.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony takes a few steps back as the floor opens in front of him, perhaps 20 feet away. A platform rises from the floor, and upon it sets what looks like a red and gold case of some kind. It’s about the size of a backpack, or a suitcase. Tony stares at it critically, already seeing problems with the ‘final’ product. But it’ll do for now. Now he turns in a slow circle, his back to the case.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Come on, hit me. And be gentle, this is my first time.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He glances over his shoulder as small circles along the case begin to glow softly, and the case then rises up off of the platform. It turns there in the air, as if someone were getting their bearings. <br><br>There is a pulse of power, and the case suddenly zooms right towards Tony’s back. He winces as he senses it getting closer, only thinking about how badly impact will hurt. But it’s really not so bad. The case makes contact with his back, and straps extend over his shoulders suddenly. Tony stumbles back with the sudden, unexpected weight, but quickly steadies himself.&nbsp; ++Third stage initialization.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Jarvis says in a calmed tone, monitoring the whole event very carefully. The case sitting on Tony’s back abruptly seems to start to collapse, and then extends itself along Tony’s back and then his arms and legs. Part of it is a very mechanical unfolding, much in the same way the rocks guarding his safehouse’s entrances would do. But part of it almost seems like.. a liquid of some kind. A red and gold metallic liquid, oozing all along his body. The combination of the two methods is enough to completely cover his body in about 5 seconds, save for his head. Tony tilts his head back a little as the harness for his helmet wraps itself around the back of his head and along his jawline, the faceplate then drawing up from the case and along that harness. With a loud ‘clank’ sound the faceplate slams shut, and the virtual environment within the helmet comes to life.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Whoosh”&nbsp; &nbsp;he exclaims as he now takes an unsteady step forward, the armor itself finally settling into place. The parts that once were a liquid like state are now solidified, forming the joints and partial power systems of his armor. Repulsor emitters along his body begin to glow softly, as does the circular arc display on the front of his chest. <br><br>++The Mark VIII’s systems seem to be stable. Power output 56% above expected levels.++&nbsp; Tony can only grin like a damn fool under the faceplate as he takes another step forward. He does feel a little disoriented… this armor is the most advanced Iron Man armor ever conceived. Hell, he’d wager the most advanced armor period ever conceived. <br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/MKVIIIA_copy.jpg)<br><br>Suck it, Crimson Dynamo and Doom!<br><br>The virtual environment in his helmet is quite different also, showing almost 360 degrees of a panoramic view of the world around him. <em>That’s</em> going to take some getting used to. He suddenly raises his right fists, and with his mental command the gauntlet shifts it’s shape and energy output. It forms various devices, all in rapid succession.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Multifunction variable output gauntlet tests are successful.++&nbsp; Tony nods as he still grins, now turning in a slow circle, growing more accustomed to the advanced sensory input.&nbsp; ++All defensive and offensive weapon systems are online. Power output has stabilized. Flight systems ready. Nanotechnology stabilized in final form.++ &nbsp; “So what you’re saying is it’s time to kick the tires and see what this baby can do?”&nbsp; &nbsp; ++I don’t think I said that at all, sir.++<br><br>Now his softly glowing eyes turn towards Paige as he speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I’ll be back. Gonna get you a ride so you can check on your folks.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He nods to her as he now turns, and the jets in his boots ignite. He is lifted off the ground, his palm repulsors also activating to act as stabilizers. His gaze draws towards the entryway in the ceiling, which slides open with his mental command. With a burst of power he flies up through the opening, and is racing along the metal and cement corridor, his body twisting and turning with each curve.&nbsp; &nbsp;“WOOOOOO!” He cries out excitedly, his form now bursting forth from a hidden exit high on the mountaintop. In a matter of seconds he is high above Tokyo, just as he was when he first arrived here. Though things are vastly different now. He gazes down at the city, now picking up radio transmissions from all around him. He listens to the transmissions, but he doesn’t actually hear many of them. He just feels so… exhilarated. All the work he has put into this armor, and it’s finally paying off. He feels better than he has in years. <br><br>He just wishes with all his heart his loved ones were here to share in the moment. <br><br>++I am detecting what seems to be a distress signal.++<br><br>Tony is snapped out of his melancholy by Jarvis’ voice, and now he hones in on the specific radio signal Jarvis spoke of. His hands pivot only a little bit, causing his body to turn towards the western edge of the island of Tokyo. He remembers much of the resistance forces in Tokyo were there, along with more than a few Marines.&nbsp; “Amplify signal.”&nbsp; &nbsp;The transmission gets a little more clear as his sensors now start to pick out the distant fighters, showing their positions in his helmet. <br><br>==-ome kind of monster! Tokyo forces are calling it kuyjew!==&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony rolls his eyes a little. He probably means ‘Kaiju’, Japanese for ‘strange beast’. Whatever it is..&nbsp; &nbsp;==It’s tearing us apart! We need help!== &nbsp; it’s decimating them. Sounds like a job for Iron Man. <br><br>++Shall we?++&nbsp; &nbsp; “Surely.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony says in an upbeat tone. Power is routed to the boosters, and he jets towards the scene of the battle, hitting double digit speeds for the short burst. And the scene is like something out of a bad horror movie. Okay, welcome back to reality Tony. He stops above the battle, seeing 4 of Apocalypse’ troops moving in on a group of resistance fighters. The armored Apocatroops are armed with conventional weapons… his targeting computer locks on the guns, and instantly information about them is displayed next to them. Colt AR-15 SP1 rifles.. nasty. And God damn he loves this suit. Anyways.. from the looks of it, those Apocatroops are about to execute 3 Marines and a civilian.. no way that’s happening. Tony suddenly descends, his hands extended towards Apocalypse’ troops, the ground under him cracking from the sudden weight. They fire at him (and the Marines and civilian) at the same time, and just as they do Iron Man’s fingertips glow a bright yellow. The bullets are upon him in less time than it takes to think, but they don’t seem to do anything. Indeed they have been stopped, but not physically by deflecting off the armor. Instead all of the bullets have been collected in a rapidly spinning ball in front of Iron Man, almost as if they were instantly magnetized. They continue to fire, and every single bullet is drawn to the spinning sphere of spent bullets.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“…I…Iron Man…”&nbsp; one the Marines mumbles out as he stares in awe. He had already decided he was going to die at that moment. Until a miracle of glistening red and gold fell from the sky. Apocalypse’ troops stare in confusion, and actually try firing another few rounds. But the same effect. They all appear to be human, but obviously augmented for physical strength and endurance… according to his scans. They lower the guns and Iron Man’s fingers abruptly stop glowing. As soon as he does, the bullets all fall to the ground in front of him with a pleasant ‘tinktinktink’ sound. He keeps his hands extended in front of him as he now speaks, a soft humming sound suddenly building along his arms. <br><br>“My turn.” <br><br>Repulsor rays explode from the palms of his hands, hitting 2 of the Apocatroops square in the chest, causing them to fly backwards. One of them dashes towards Iron Man, but he beats him to the punch, literally. Iron Man launches himself forward at almost the same time, covering the ground in half the time, and punches the fighter in the side of the head with all his considerable strength. The enemy’s body jerks to the right and falls to the ground. The last of the Apocatroops raises his gun towards the captive men, but Tony is quick enough to fire a quick burst from the repulsor emitter mounted on his back to cause the gun to go flying from his hands.&nbsp; Yep, he loves his armor. He now turns to face the last of them, and he stalks towards him. The man’s face shows fear for a moment.. but then relief and a certain arrogance. Why? Because the cause of the resistance fighters here getting beat up suddenly shows up. Iron Man first detects faint tremors in the ground, and then from one of the repulsor emitters/cameras mounted on his back he sees something.. very big and very shiny coming at him. Racing towards him in fact. <br><br>Ah hell, he knew this felt to easy. <br><br>Iron Man starts to turn, but by the time he’s able to lift his hands towards the oncoming… thing.. he is grabbed in a bear hug that would turn a mountain to dust. Tony grits his teeth as he’s lifted off of the ground, and then thrown very hard onto the ground again. He lands on his back, and his jet boots fire to push him away from this thing. The stabilizers on his back fire and he’s back on his feet suddenly, motioning the Marines and their pal to take off. A quick scan reveals just what he’s up against. <br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/20/Ironclad.jpg)<br><br>++Michael Steel, alias Ironclad. Ultihuman strength and endurance.++&nbsp; &nbsp; “Ironclad? Seriously? I have to fight a ‘B’ villain from 20 years ago?”&nbsp; &nbsp; Iron Man complains as Ironclad suddenly charges him again.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Whoah!”&nbsp; &nbsp;Iron Man calls out as he launches himself into the air in a cloud of dust, barely getting out of Ironclad’s reach.&nbsp; &nbsp;“And here I was about to make a joke about Iron fighting! You ruined the moment, asshole!”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony calls out as he points his palms towards Ironclad, who just grins. He fires full strength repulsors at Ironclad, but they just deflect off of his body.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Huh… okay.. well at least he can’t fly. Jarvis, give me some options.”&nbsp; &nbsp;And just as he says that, Ironclad launches himself up, grabbing Iron Man right out of the air. Tony gasps as he is grabbed… this guy is way faster than he should be… and he almost seemed to float in the air a moment. They both land roughly and Ironclad pins Tony to the ground, and he proceeds to hammer his fists down over and over against Iron Man. Tony brings his fists up in an attempt to deflect away blows, or at least lessen the damage.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Jarvis I think we need to update his strength level!”&nbsp; He says as he feels his power systems being taxed by the cruel onslaught.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Unfortunately I must agree, sir.++<br><br><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">To be continued..</span></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL - A New Fate: TOKYO - Asia &amp; the Pacific Ring</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>23-04-2013, 06:08:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/IMArmor2.jpg) </div><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Affiliation:</strong>&nbsp; Humanity<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tokyo<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> None<br></span></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Part 2</span></span><br><br><strong><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 20pt;" class="bbc_size">BOOM</span></span></strong><br><br>Over and over Ironclad’s fists rain down on Iron Man’s body, and now the man inside of the armor is starting to really feel it. <br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 20pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">BOOOM</span></span></strong><br><br>Ironclad growls loudly as he continues the punishment, and then one of his immense hands grasps Iron Man’s head, palming his faceplate. His other hand holds down Iron Man, not allowing him to escape. Screens inside of the virtual environment of his helmet start to go red as the stress factor begins to top out, and Tony grits his teeth as he tries to think of something. He starts to hear a cracking sound, and he hopes it’s the armor and not his head. <br>++If I may.. I believe you’ve been in a Mark VII frame of mind, sir. Not a Mark VIII frame of mind.++&nbsp; Tony’s eyes widen as he realizes that Jarvis is right. This whole time he’s been fighting Ironclad like the only weapons available to him were his repulsors and his speed. But this is a new armor, a new platform. He has a lot more weapons to play with now. Okay, time to regroup. The glowing circle at his chest suddenly begins to glow even more brightly as power is diverted to his most powerful weapon, the Uni-Beam. Ironclad glances down as he notices that spot getting brighter, and his grip of Tony’s head relaxes a little. About a moment later a pillar of repulsor energy explodes from Iron Man’s chest, causing the ground under him to buckle. For a moment Ironclad doesn’t move, though. The energy pours forth from Iron Man, and the giant metal monster seems unaffected. Until he is lifted right up off of Iron Man, being carried about 10 feet into the air by the brilliant beam of light. Once he’s clear, the Uni-Beam cuts off and Iron Man is on his feet, his gaze fixed up on Ironclad. His knees bend a little, and his boot jets ignite, launching him up at the monster. Now it was Tony’s turn for some punishment. His armored fist hits Ironclad square in the face three times as he is falling, and Ironclad takes a swing at Tony again. But this time he veers out of the way, and a panel on Tony’s right shoulder slides open abruptly. A small circular device is launched from the housing, and then another. It hits Ironclad in the back as he falls, and clings to his metal skin. <br><br>Ironclad lands on his feet, the ground under him crumbling. He turns abruptly to glare up at Iron Man as he hangs in the sky, staring right back at him. And then Iron Man speaks. <br><br>“Boom.”<br><br>Ironclad’s eyes widen a little as he hears a soft buzzing coming from his own back, and he tries to look over his shoulder to see what’s there. The two small devices Tony planted there begin to buzz, and then explode at the same time. Ironclad is knocked to all fours, his body buckling under the pressure of the massive explosions. He’s down, but not out. And Tony knows that. Ironclad looks up now, and he sees Iron Man standing in front of him, motioning him to bring it on. Ironclad’s teeth grit as he growls furiously, and he scrambles to his feet and charges Iron Man. He draws his fist back as he charges, and he then sends it towards Iron Man’s head with all his strength. But.. he finds himself on the ground again as he passes right through Iron Man.. the image going to static for a moment.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>“A… fake…”&nbsp; </strong>Ironclad growls out angrily, and then he is lifted off the ground again as Iron Man seems to come out of nowhere and punches him right in the side of the head. Ironclad stumbles back, reeling from the sudden attack as he glares at Iron Man, who speaks in a confident, arrogant tone.&nbsp; &nbsp;“A hologram, actually. Didn’t you used to be an engineer or something? Shouldn’t you know that, Mikey?”&nbsp; <br><br>Iron Man’s right gauntlet seems to subtly shift it’s shape as he stares down Ironclad, speaking again.&nbsp; “I’ll admit you did get the drop on me. You’re tougher than your file lets on. Or maybe someone’s been juicing you up. How about it, Mikey? You one of Apocalypse’s dogs?”&nbsp; Ironclad just continues to glare at Tony, his hands in fists now.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Didn’t you have enough of serving other people? Cut your losses and get out of here. Before you make me mad.”&nbsp; Iron Man says as he tilts his head up a little. And with that, Ironclad charges again. Which is exactly what Tony expected. Iron Man is lifted off the ground only a few inches as his boot jets fire, and he moves backwards, keeping the same distance between himself and Ironclad. He then raises his right hand, and from the back of his gauntlet a beam of shimmering red light fires, hitting Ironclad in the chest. Ironclad stops his charge, looking down at the beam, and then looking towards Iron Man as he sneers at him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>“You can’t hurt me, Iron Man. C’mere so I can just tear your head off.”&nbsp; </strong>&nbsp; Iron Man shrugs as he continues to fire the beam of shimmering red light at Ironclad’s chest.&nbsp; &nbsp;“No thanks. I think I’ll just burn through your skin instead.”&nbsp; And as he says that, Ironclad looks down, his eyes widening. He’s actually starting to feel the heat from that beam.. something he didn’t think was possible. His gaze snaps back to Iron Man, and he dashes at him suddenly. Again Ironclad’s speed is underestimated, and he’s upon Iron Man. <br><br>Ironclad draws a fist back and then sends it towards Iron Man’s chest… but this time Tony catches the massive fist. Ironclad throws his other fist towards Tony’s head, but again Iron Man catches it. He can feel his suit straining as Ironclad pushes down on Iron Man. Tony drops to one knee as Ironclad speaks. <strong>&nbsp; “You think yer so fuckin smart.. I beat the Hulk! What the fuck can you do?!” </strong>&nbsp; Iron Man starts to push himself up then, his brightly glowing eyes on Ironclad’s.&nbsp; &nbsp;“No.. you.. almost beat.. the Hulk.. and I’m not the Hulk… I am Iron Man.”&nbsp; &nbsp;One of Tony’s feet shifts back, and he now pivots at the waist, letting go of Ironclad at the same moment. Ironclad goes flying, right into a near building. A small restaurant from the look of it. Ironclad disappears into the storefront, part of it crumbling around him. Iron Man turns slowly, Tony breathing heavily under the mask as he scans the debris. &nbsp; ++Nanotech repair systems have completed their work. Suit now at 97% efficiency.++<br><br>The right gauntlet of Iron Man’s armor once more begins to shift it’s shape, and his legs bend at the knees. He launches himself upwards about 15 feet, hanging there in the air. His voice is now amplified by his mask, his voice echoing through the neighborhood.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Come on, Mikey! You beat the Hulk! Don’t wuss out on me now!”&nbsp; &nbsp;As he falls silent, his 360 degree field of vision comes into play, and he sees Ironclad leaping at him from behind. <br><br>Perfect. <br><br>A repulsor beam from Iron Man’s back hits Ironclad in the chest, lifting him up a little in the air. Iron Man’s boot jets then fire, and he’s launched upwards as he holds his right hand out towards the still airborne Ironclad. A green beam of glistening energy ignites from his right hand, and it strikes Ironclad. Ironclad now freezes in the air, and as Iron Man moves upwards, so does Ironclad.&nbsp; ++Suit stress factor at 19% and rising. This is unadvised.++ &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yep!”&nbsp; He looks back towards Ironclad as he carries him on the beam of light further upwards, till they are far above Tokyo. Ironclad swings his fists and tries to break free, but there’s no chance of that happening.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yeah, it’s called a tractor beam, Mikey. Ever watch Star Trek? Well you used to be an engineer, you should know this stuff!” Ironclad screams out at Tony, and he tries to reach out towards him, but to no avail. Tony glances back again as he hears Jarvis.&nbsp; ++Now entering the stratosphere and ascending. Suit stress factor at 54% and rising.++&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;“All power to the boosters! Keep the tractor beam on!”&nbsp; &nbsp;His boot jets increase their output, and now the flaps along his back extend and those jets fire. Tony speaks now out loud as the sky begins to turn from a blue to a darker blue, and extending to black.&nbsp; &nbsp; “You know what it takes to break free of Earth’s atmosphere, Mikey? Hey let’s find out!”&nbsp; Ironclad roars out in anger, and Iron Man’s jets burn hotter.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Suit stress factor at 75%. Exceeding safety measures.++&nbsp; &nbsp;“I know I know just keep going!”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;++We have entered the thermosphere.++&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony doesn’t dare glance back at Ironclad, he knows if he did he would probably lose his aerodynamic profile. But he knows he still has Ironclad, he can feel him struggling against the tractor beam.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Emergency reverse!”&nbsp; &nbsp;Tony’s lower body lurches forward as small jets along his chest open and fire at their highest power. Tony swings his arm forward, just like he was throwing something. Ironclad goes right passed him, carried by the momentum and lower air density. Once Ironclad is fully in front of Iron Man, he deactivates the tractor beam… and Ironclad keeps going. Tony breathes hard as he starts to chuckle to himself, and he waves weakly in the direction Ironclad is going.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Later gator!”&nbsp; He now turns, and he starts to descend, the status screens of his helmet now all red.&nbsp; &nbsp;++Repair systems working at peak efficiency. Suit stress level at 61%. I’m not sure Ironclad will actually achieve orbit, sir.++ &nbsp;Tony makes a face as they head back towards the surface, the specialized coating of his armor’s skin allowing him not to either burn up or freeze over.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Maybe not, but he won’t be back for a while.” <br><br><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">To Be Continued..</span></span><br>
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