K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters
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				Title: <strong>K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 00:48:35</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img585/3886/steelhouse.jpg)</div><br><br><em>In the large base complex of Kalston, nestled in some trees away from most of the other buildings, a comfortable and modern steel house sits. Stylish and minimal fittings and very modern Swedish-feeling kitchen. There is an open stairway leading upto the main door.</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 01:16:28</strong>
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				Alias: Amplita<br>Your Team: Team G<br>Who you're interacting with: Anyone who comes up to her<br><br>Mary was currently resting in a plain bed, sleeping off the pain from the battle. She slowly came to, checking her surroundings. "Wh-Where am I?...." She asked no one in particular. The meek girl found herself under white bed sheets, her head resting on a black pillow. She surprisingly found her stuffed rabbit, Mr. Harrington, to be in her arms. Amplita noticed her blue suitcase, containing the rest of her things, at the side of the bed. Mary looked around the room, curious if any of the rest of her team was there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 02:16:20</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Team G<br><br>James came too just as the yellow walls were coming down, apparently they had lost.&nbsp; His face was caked with melted dirt, and feeling the heat radiating off of the ground he takes a moment to try and lower the temp on the cooling plasma he expelled onto the entire field.&nbsp; Smooth dirt was all that was left as he cools and disposes the plasma.&nbsp; He thought about going over to team F and making sure they were all ok after his area attack.&nbsp; Actually he's a little embarrassed that he's was not only knocked out but also had a lost control enough to have to blanket the area with plasma.&nbsp; So with head hung down, and slightly throbbing he walks out under his own power even as the rest of his team is carried out on stretchers.&nbsp; The nurses checked him out quickly and gave him some Tylenol for his head but otherwise let him go.<br><br>Following his handlers he walks barefoot along the sidewalk towards the 'Steel House'.&nbsp; With a name like that James was expecting, well not what he saw.&nbsp; It didn't seem like a real steel house at all, it looked quite modern and comfortable actually.&nbsp; Entering he scoped out a room for himself even as he felt the wood floor beneath his feet.&nbsp; Slowly the rest of his teammates were brought in and placed on beds to rest up on their own.&nbsp; James instead of resting went to into the restroom and showered, cleaning off the dirt, mud and sweat that had accumulated from the fight.&nbsp; After drying off he pulled a few spare cloths he had in his bag out and looked at the ones he was wearing.&nbsp; The pants were totaled, having melted the cuffs when his socks and shoes also disappeared.&nbsp; No second pair of shoes for him though, so it's socks alone in the house.
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				Post by: <strong>Dragonslayer</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 21:40:34</strong>
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				Alias : The White Flame<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Experiment 4<br><br><hr><br><br>Leo didn't know what happened, all he could remember was chatting with The Creeping Shadow, after trying to kill him <em>"God I almost did it again"</em> he said to himself remembering what he almost did, as he put his hand over his eyes. "That is just what you are Experiment 6" said a wispy feminine voice that was almost like a whisper, which got Leo to jolt up on his bed, causing the heart monitor next to him beep wildly.<br><br>"What are you doing here Stephanie?" he said in a low voice, trying to use his power, but was to weak from all the stress from the previous fight "You know why I'm here, I'm here to recruit you back to us. she said as she crawled next to him "I'm not going anywhere with you Stephanie" His heart rate was going crazy, not from pleasure,but pure hate. "Temper temper my delicious Experiment 6" she touched Leo's hand "Doctor Cure will forgive you for what you've done to Experiment 1" Leo's temper skyrocketed then "How can he forgive the man that killed his own son!!! You people aren't humans, your nothing but monsters"&nbsp; she smiled and went over to him and said with a mocking voice. "Atleast we never murdered anyone in cold blood, for we are just, we are the next step in saving mankind"<br><br>Leo looked at his watch, which said one fifty-nine, which means he only needed one shot "You are not just, and your not the next step in evolution, your all just misguided fools who believe that because one man gives you power, that you should obey his every whim" she jumped to his windowEveryone that has a disease wants power, more so then a cure...weren't you the one that said that? Leo threw dagger at her, but he missed cause she wasn't there. "I am the monster..." he said as he collapsed back on the bed, his heart rate turning to normal.<br><br>"I'm sorry Jake...for trying to kill your dad...and killing you instead.....why did you get in my way....." he said as one solitary tear ran down his cheek.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hotaru37</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 01:08:49</strong>
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				<strong>Alias:</strong> Kari<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team G<br><strong>Interacting:</strong> Open<br><br><em>Everything was pitch black and Kari couldn’t see anything around her, her body shivering and shuddering as she felt like she was being watched by something that was waiting to pounce.&nbsp; But she realized that even in the pitch dark she couldn’t hide because Kari felt like whatever it was hiding was coming closer to her and she stumbled back finding no where to go.&nbsp; “Stay away!”&nbsp; She shrieked into the nothingness still walking backwards unaware of what she was walking into as a pair of glowing red eyes appeared behind the girl.<br><br>Another scream came from as two arms came around her pinning her arms to her waist and a low chuckle was heard clearly from behind her.&nbsp; The voice sounded familiar to Kari but at this moment her fear was overriding her ability to figure out who was attacking her.&nbsp; “Don’t worry my dear.&nbsp; You know you want to come to me.&nbsp; Your mother tried so hard to protect you but I will turn you to my side.&nbsp; Kari, you will be mine, my dear granddaughter…”<br><br>Kari screamed again.&nbsp; “Get away from me, Grandfather!!!&nbsp; I will never join you!”</em><br><br>She woke with a start to realize she was in a room she didn’t recognize at all and that her telekinesis was acting up again because at that second the chair in the room that had been floating crashed to the floor.&nbsp; Kari looked a little upset as she looked at the now broken chair with a frown and tried to swing her feet out over the bed to check out her surroundings.&nbsp; She let out a surprised gasp though feeling light headed as she sat up.&nbsp; “Damn…&nbsp; That wasn’t a good idea…”
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-06-2013, 03:59:05</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Team G<br><br>James was watching TV as the other's woke from the battle when Kari screamed.&nbsp; Jumping he ran towards room ready to interfere if needed.&nbsp; Was this another test?&nbsp; Throwing the door open he was slightly disappointed when he just sees a broken chair and Kari stand woozy.&nbsp; He moved quickly to help her steady herself, "Are you ok? It's Kari, right?"&nbsp; He had only really meet his team members just a few hours ago, and were thrown straight into a fight so names can be a little sketchy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>17-06-2013, 22:55:46</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>John walked up to the building and slowly entered the doors with his hands up in the air and peered inside letting his hat stay rested on his head. "Hello y'all. Ace of Spades reporting for duty on team G!" He shouted to confirm who he was and not be blasted down on site. He had just been sent over and accepted. His handlers had not thought that the power of luck could be used very well in combat but it seemed team G needed some luck at this point in their lives....
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 00:45:01</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Team G<br><br>Seeing that Kari seemed to be ok, he says, "Ok great, I'm going to see who just came in."&nbsp; Taking off he heads off towards the front door to see who the new comer is.&nbsp; He didn't hear her leave but apparently Amplita had left the house.&nbsp; Rounding the corner he sees Ace standing there.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hey, Ace of Spades.&nbsp; I'm James, but most call me Plasma."&nbsp; He extends his hand out to shake the new team mate's.&nbsp; Standing there in his socks he greets the new arrival.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 00:54:08</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>"Plasma...I can only guess what your power is." Ace smiled and shook the mans hand. "So I hear your having a bit of bad luck?" He asked and tilted his hat down to sort of salute the first person to welcome him. His eyes scanned the area and then James. "Do most of your training in your socks?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 01:46:59</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Team G<br><br>"Yeah well I had a bit of an accident in the sparing session we did and kind of destroyed my shoes, socks, and pants."&nbsp; James answered, really he ruined most of that stuff before the sparing even started.&nbsp; "And the sparing session didn't go so well for us either.&nbsp; But that other team, F I think it was is pretty rough."<br><br>"And speaking of that I'm not sure where the rest of my team is, I walked out of the fight and haven't seen anyone else up except for Kari."&nbsp; He mentioned the lack of team that seems to have made it to the house since the teams were announced.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 01:58:30</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>"Oh...do you want to go look for them?" Ace pointed outside and looked at James. "Ummm I can get you some clothes first if you prefer." Ace was already a bit worried that he had been placed on the team that would be killed here, so far the only member he had met had no pants or shoes and not only that it seemed the rest of his new team was not yet home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 01:13:40</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Team G<br><br>"Um, is there a problem with the cloths I have on?"&nbsp; James replies, wearing his spare set of jeans and socks.&nbsp; "Otherwise lets go and see if we can find the rest of the team, Kari was just over here."&nbsp; He leads Ace around the place to where he just left Kari only to find the room empty.&nbsp; "Well she was just here, probably just in the bathroom."&nbsp; He concludes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 12:07:25</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>"....No, I guess your jeans and socks are fine....yeah lets go find your friends." Ace followed behind Plasma to the empty room and looked around at it. "Something tells me we are the only ones on your team....I mean, at least in the area. Should we go outside?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 15:17:03</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Team G<br><br>"I don't know, we were directed back to the house to rest and recuperate.&nbsp; I would imagine we would get our next assignment from here." James replies, *merrrroooooo* can be heard soon after as his stomach growls.&nbsp; "Hungry again apparently, that's the one thing with having an overactive body you're hungry all the time."&nbsp; That was a bit of an exaggeration but still closer to the point, James could easily eat four full meals a day the way his body burns through energy.<br><br>Heading over to the kitchen he opens the fridge, "hmmmm, I guess I'll do some eggs.&nbsp; Want anything?"&nbsp; He offers to Ace as he preps himself an omelet with egg, cheese, and other veggies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 19:35:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Cassie had woken to an empty HQ.&nbsp; Apparently her team had all left while she was napping, without saying a word.&nbsp; She wasn't surprised, really.&nbsp; They'd gotten their asses handed to them in their practice match and her teammates had all been in low spirits when she had gone to bed.&nbsp; Besides a few bruises, and a scratch or two, she was in fighting shape.&nbsp; She had to grudgingly thank her father and her years as his sidekick for that.<br><br>She slipped on her backless, sleeveless, blue and pink bodysuit after a quick shower.&nbsp; Then slipped a pair of jeans and a low back pink blouse over the costume.&nbsp; It was a habit and while she was likely to be in super-hero mode during most of her time at Kalston Kamps, the message she had found upon awakening suggested that there was, at least, some social interaction before a big debriefing.<br><br>She navigated her way around a dozen government officials who were already taking the "no longer needed" base apart and raided the pantry before tearing open the silver wrapping of a pair of cold strawberry Pop Tarts.&nbsp; While not a breakfast of champions, it'd have to do.&nbsp; She glanced around the place, one last time, as it was being dismantled, and allowed her mind to wonder of what might have been, before she gathered her packed suitcase (truth being it never got unpacked) and joined her government escort.<br><br>The drive to the "Steel House" was quiet.&nbsp; Despite trying to get information on her new teammates, the black suit, sunglasses wearing agent was tight-lipped.&nbsp; Simply saying that she would be meeting up with both Teams F and G, as if she had bothered to memorize who had been on every other team.&nbsp; Upon arrival at the "Steel House", Cassie couldn't help but note the perilous position the house was in.&nbsp; If a villain ever learned of their base, all he or she would have to do is destroy the stilts the house stood on.&nbsp; Then all within would come tumbling down.&nbsp; Those who survived the crash would likely be confused and disoriented and would quickly and easily be dispatched or subdued, depending on the villains whims.&nbsp; She'd have to do something about that if this ended up being their permanent residence.<br><br>The agent placed her bags on the ground before leaving. <br><br><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>"All right, Cass, nothing to be nervous about.&nbsp; You have actual experience, they might even know who you are, so just relax.&nbsp; It's not like they can kick you off the team, you were assigned here.&nbsp; Best of all, they all decided to stay after that initiation ceremony yesterday.&nbsp; That means they're really committed to being heroes, just like you,"</strong></span> she whispered to herself as she approached the front door.&nbsp; A sudden thought quickly amplified her nervousness and she sincerely hoped that someone was both awake and expecting her.<br><br><strong>"Well, here goes nothing,"</strong> she said before knocking on the "Steel House's" front door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 20:40:02</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>Ace turned on his heel the moment the door was knocked on. A faint glow formed around his body as he activated his powers and scanned the area. "Food needs to wait..." Reaching into his jacket he withdrew a small sack of rocks and balled one up in his hand. He then moved to the end of the hall facing the door. "Get that...I got you covered." He said and took aim. He was sure his skills with throwing things using near deadly aim would come in handy here. <br><br>Ace's heart raced as he started to wonder if they were under attack. "Wait..what if its a grenade at the door...Maybe I should get it." Slowly he shoved the rock back in his jacket and started to walk to the door looking at James to confirm he was covered and he slowly turned the knob....
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 15:02:51</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Team G<br><br>James turned when there was a knock at the door, he's surprised to see Ace gear up for battle...how on edge is he?&nbsp; "Um, what's up, Ace?&nbsp; I highly doubt it's a grenade, I mean you were able to just enter without everyone jumping into battle mo...."&nbsp; Plasma said as he moves to open the door, he's much less uptight than his partner, Ace then as the door opens he just tails off.&nbsp; "Um...uh, Hi..." he says to their new recruit standing in the door way.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 18:53:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace<br><hr><br>A brown haired guy, about Cassie's age, opened the door shortly after she had knocked.&nbsp; The questioning, stunned expression on his face told Cass that the group wasn't expecting her.&nbsp; Considering how communication worked around these parts, she wasn't surprised.<br><br>A warm smile was given to him.&nbsp; <strong>"Hi, I was told to come here for a briefing?"</strong>&nbsp; She paused for a moment, before deciding to continue. <strong>"I'm Cassie,"</strong> she added.&nbsp; <br><br>Teamwork was based on trust, after all, and since she wasn't really wearing a disguise, any facial recognition software they had access to would quickly tell them more than her name.&nbsp; Her honey brown eyes noted the red haired, pointy nosed boy behind the first. They'd either both wanted to answer the door, or they were a bit paranoid.&nbsp; Apparently they hadn't noted the house was on stilts or seen <em>Lethal Weapon 2</em>.<br><br><strong>"Can I come in, or are you two going to sit there gawking all day?"</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 21:20:59</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Bantam, Ace<br><br>"Oh, uh...sure come on in.&nbsp; I hadn't heard of a briefing at all.&nbsp; I'm James and this here is Ace."&nbsp; James wasn't too concerned about his superhero identity either and moved out of the way so that Cassie could enter.&nbsp; "I was just going to try and make something to eat, did you want something?"&nbsp; He asks, James was not as paranoid as Ace seemed to be that's for sure and he returned her smile.&nbsp; His stomach grumbles audibly as the three young heroes talk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 21:59:06</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>Ace sat there for a moment gawking at the woman. It took him a long moment to pick his jaw up off the floor and he shot his hand up. "Hi nice to meet you. I just got here too. Sorry for the stares I...umm. Its hard for me to not be jumpy with my family." The cowboy tipped his hat and smiled wide. "You can call me John if you want. Ace is my Super name." Moving away from the door he walked to the kitchen slowly as his spurs rang out on the ground with every step. He listened to his surroundings and then spoke up.<br><br>"You said there was a briefing or something? Who told you that?" John asked and made a funny face. He had to know, in case the name didn't register and he needed to run a background check.
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 23:27:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace<br><hr><br>Cassie shook the boy's hand when it was offered before picking up her bags and stepping into the "Steel House".&nbsp; <strong>"Bantam, formerly known as Small-fry,"</strong> she dropped her other moniker before wondering if name dropping was as frowned upon when it was her own name she was dropping.<br><br><strong>"Nice to meet you both,"</strong> she smiled amused before her eyes shifted to John when he mentioned his family and wondered if his "family problems" could compare with her own.<br><br>She doubted that his father had experimented on his genetic makeup, but not all problems had to be that major.&nbsp; Her eyes scanned the interior of the house.&nbsp; It wasn't all that different from her former team's headquarters which made her wonder if the government hadn't somehow mass produced their bases.<br><br><strong>"Sure, all I managed to scavenge before the suits dismantled the place were some strawberry Pop Tarts.&nbsp; Didn't even have time to microwave them,"</strong> she replied to James before turning her attention to John.&nbsp; <strong>"I can't say for sure.&nbsp; Took a nap after the arena fiasco.&nbsp; Woke up to find my team had called it quits and a base full of government agents who were packing everything up.&nbsp; The message was given to me by one of the agents, I checked his credentials, and it was signed by Dr. Fields.&nbsp; It seemed pretty legit to me.&nbsp; I guess it could've been forged and my team could've been kidnapped, but that seems like a lot of hassle to go to for group of kids who barely made it out of the arena in tact.&nbsp; Of course, one of the agents driving me directly to your place kinda helped verify the whole story.&nbsp; Besides I'm not that deep of a sleeper,"</strong> Cassie shrugged.&nbsp; A bit of caution was a good thing, as long as it didn't grow to full blown paranoia.&nbsp; <strong>"Isn't there a number you can call to verify things?&nbsp; I'm somewhat surprised that you haven't been told.&nbsp; Where's everyone else, anyways?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 01:24:48</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Bantam, Ace<br><br>Moving into the kitchen James grabbed a pan, placed it on the stove and turning it to a medium heat and went for a bowl or two.&nbsp; Fridge next for some eggs and produce, "How do you want your eggs?"&nbsp; The fridge was only moderately stocked, some of the food was better for you than others.&nbsp; Next James began to chop up an onion, for his own omelet, the knife moved faster than a professional's as he used his enhanced speed to make short work of the prep work.&nbsp; <br><br>"I don't really know what happened to everyone, apparently it must have been similar to what ever happened to your group.&nbsp; Cheese?"&nbsp; James moved on to crack a bunch of eggs and grab a spatula.&nbsp; Eggs were cracked and at least for his omelet a fork was used to whip (also impossibly fast) the eggs then mix his other ingredients together.&nbsp; Within the next 10 minutes he had three plates of eggs, they actually are cooked pretty well.&nbsp; James is no chef but he's not one burn water.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 01:34:16</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>"So what do you think the meeting is about then guys?" John asked and tried his hardest to keep his eyes off of Cassie. He had a hard time doing so and instead sat at the end of the counter so he could shift his eyes over to James if he were caught. "Your really fast....what did you say your powers were again?" While he asked this he thought about the name given to him. He didn't recognize it but James didn't seem to care and if he didn't who was John to question the situation? "And a better question..if you will excuse my need to have more info...luck only works when you have all the variables and know the odds, what is your power Cassie?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 02:58:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace<br><hr><br>Cassie dropped her bags in an out-of-the-way corner, since she didn't have a room yet, and didn't know if she'd be receiving one.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Scrambled is fine,"</strong> she responded to the eggs question before she moved to lean against the wall away from the oven.<br><br>A thin red eyebrow quirked as she watched James' use the knife.&nbsp; Super-speed or just plain skill?&nbsp; Cassie found it difficult to tell, but was hedging her bet toward the former.&nbsp; Though, if the later, it brought James' credentials into serious question.&nbsp; She shifted slightly further away from where James worked, the acrid smell of freshly cut onion enough to bring tears to her honey-brown eyes.<br><br><strong>"That sucks,"</strong> she replied when James proposed the theory that his team had left, much like her own had.&nbsp; Then turned her attention to John when he asked what the meeting would be about.&nbsp; <strong>"The message I got said it was a mission briefing between teams G, F, and H.&nbsp; How come you guys haven't picked a name, yet?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked curiously.<br><br>Her bright smile formed upon her lips once more and she nodded to James when he asked her if she wanted cheese with her eggs.&nbsp; It was nice to know that someone in the house could cook.&nbsp; Her own culinary talents were limited to cooking with a microwave.<br><br>She had to laugh lightly at John's twenty questions.&nbsp; She still couldn't decide if he was simply cautious or borderline paranoid.&nbsp; A mischievous smirk formed on her lips before she replied, <strong>"I ensnare men's attention when they look at me, preventing them from looking away.&nbsp; Unless, of course, they know how to cook.&nbsp; In which case they're completely immune,"</strong> she said before laughing in a teasing fashion.&nbsp; <strong>"Sorry, that was a poor attempt at humor.&nbsp; Honestly, I guess you could categorize my power under shape-shifting, or size manipulation.&nbsp; It's probably easiest to say I can shrink down to an inch high.&nbsp; I can also fly."</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>She left out the part about the tattoo on her back actually being wings.&nbsp; They'd likely see them soon enough, and she wanted a few more minutes of semi-normalcy before they learned she was a genetic freak.<br><br><strong>"So, your abilities have to do with luck?"</strong> She asked Ace before following James to the table where he set out the dinner he'd just prepared.&nbsp; She was trying to piece things together without coming straight out and asking and his remark about luck combined with his moniker pointed toward the ability to manipulate odds or something equally unreliable.<br><br>Cassie took whatever seat was offered and waited for the two males to take their own seats.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 03:55:18</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Bantam, Ace<br><br>James listened to Cassie and John talk about their powers, and laughed at her joke.&nbsp; "Wait till you try it first, then we'll see if I'm immune or not."&nbsp; He replied.&nbsp; Sitting down with his food began to eat, in between bites he replied to the questions asked.&nbsp; "Well we didn't choose a team name, for the same reason your team didn't.&nbsp; After the Arena battle it was just me for the most part." He started to answer the team name question.&nbsp; <br><br>The eggs were good, at least James thought so.&nbsp; "As for powers, well as you probably saw super speed.&nbsp; It builds up quite the appetite as most of me runs faster than the usual, I'm often hungry.&nbsp; Otherwise, I've got a personal forcefield, and have plasma flowing through my veins...um the superheated state of matter not like blood."&nbsp; He has had problems when describing that before.&nbsp; He then holds his palm put and slowly pools out some&nbsp; purple plasma in his hand.&nbsp; It ripples and glows as it sit's in his open palm, normally the only way to hold this is with magnetic fields or immense gravity...unless you consider the lower powered plasma&nbsp; that can be held by glass.&nbsp; After a while he weakens it enough so that he can dispose of it safely.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 04:52:31</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>Ace looked on at Cassie and bit his lip. Standing up from the counter he joined the pair at the table and thought hard about her question. "Well...in a sense yes but its extremely effective and reliable so long as I am aware of any danger coming at me...it, in a way has made me paranoid. It um...Im sorry this is hard to explain, ya know sense I am indeed a careful person by nature. I shift odds. Killing blows to me become minor injuries and my own skill and aim get better as well. Im trying to learn to manipulate others luck as well but it hasn't been easy. The best I can do is small throwing objects, such as razor blades or throwing knives."<br><br>He started to laugh thinking about her joke. "And you are so beautiful....I don't think I could look away if I tried." Standing up he started to pace around the room. "My dad, he had super speed...my mom. She controlled luck. I think one day I may manifest super speed as well...although it would most likely take years to do." Thinking about team names he decided. "Maybe we should wait for this meeting before picking a name, witch should somehow reflect us a unit."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 00:08:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace<br><hr><br>Cassie smirked at James' retort before trying the eggs.&nbsp; They were good, not as good as mom made, but better than anything she could make in the microwave.&nbsp; Super speed, personal force field, and plasma projection.&nbsp; An interesting combination.&nbsp; Cassie watched as James' demonstrated his abilities, the fork with eggs paused in mid-motion from plate to mouth.<br><br><strong>"That's pretty cool.&nbsp; You seem to be able to control that pretty well?"</strong> Cassie asked more than stated.<br><br>In actuality, it seemed like it took a great deal of focus for him to put on his display.&nbsp; Her honey brown eyes subtly inspected his face for signs of strain before returning her gaze to her plate.<br><br>She nodded to John's explanation, absorbing the information he was more than willing to provide.&nbsp; A gentle, appreciative smile touched her lips when he called her beautiful.&nbsp; He hadn't seen the wings yet, but the compliment had been sincere, she thought.<br><br><strong>"John, you need to relax.&nbsp; It's probably a good thing you don't have super speed, right now.&nbsp; You'd likely put a hole in the floor with all of your pacing."</strong><br><br>As her lips closed over another bite of egg, she simply nodded to John's talk about team names.&nbsp; No point in deciding on one until they proved they were going to stick together for more than a few hours.<br><br><strong>"Your parents are Supers then?&nbsp; Were they heroes or civilians?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 00:18:24</strong>
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				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G<br><br>"My parents....ummm" Speaking about his parents was a touchy subject that he had to be careful about since they were both immortal but revealing to much could cause their deaths. "In Ireland...my dad was a hero, my mother a villain. They fell in love and both retired when my mother became pregnant with me. Then they moved to America the year after I was born." He said and stopped his pacing. "Sorry..I was raised to be careful and think things threw. Pacing helps me think. I don't like the idea of not knowing who these people are or what we are waiting for. Is it just us three? Is our mission to find the others who may have been kidnapped?" All this info was racing threw Johns mind at thousands of miles per hour and smacking into a metaphorical brick wall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 15:29:03</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Bantam, Ace<br><br>"Control comes and goes, that's why I'm here really to try and get control over my powers so I can join the Magnificent's."&nbsp; James replied, he tried to maintain control over the pooling plasma in his hand.&nbsp; Not doing anything else control is pretty easy to maintain, for the most part.&nbsp; He listened to Ace's story about what he can do and other backstory elements.&nbsp; <br><br>"I don't know, there's a phone over there."&nbsp; James points to the living room, "But I don't know any numbers, we just have to wait I guess."&nbsp; Once done with the eggs James collects the plates and quickly does the dishes, well quickly for him.&nbsp; His hands fly over the dishes spinning the sponge around as he removes the food particles left over before rinsing and leaving them to dry in the rack.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 06:46:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace<br><hr><br>Cassie simply nodded as the boys talked.&nbsp; She finished her eggs and allowed James to take her plate.&nbsp; <strong>"Thanks,"</strong> she called after him.&nbsp; She shrugged to Ace's questions.&nbsp; He was definitely wound up tight, and his nervous energy was making her feel on edge.&nbsp; She inhaled deeply and attempted to center herself.&nbsp; She hoped he was more calm under fire.<br><br><strong>"The Magnificent's, huh?&nbsp; That's a top-grade team,"</strong> she commented more to herself than James.&nbsp; It'd be nice to work with such heroes, but from what she'd gathered they were more of a family than a team.&nbsp; Still, it'd be nice.<br><br><strong>"Hey, anyone ever try to invent something to help you with control?&nbsp; A magnetic field generator or something?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 14:35:36</strong>
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				<strong>Dr Fields</strong><br><br><br>Accompanied with two other staff members, the buggy pulled upto the steel house in a cloud of dust and tree leaves. Stepping out swiftly, Dr Fields negated the security barrier and scanner with his...well, with a wave of his arm (it would surprise nobody that he has some kind of biological security clearance over the entire base area, quarters included). <br><br>He was apparently in an argument with another staff member as the three of them pretty much burst through the door in a rush, talking really very loudly, straight through into the living room with barely a look around.<br><br>It was a woman, a female staff member, and apparently a nurse, whom was talking at Dr Fields.<br><br>"- can't just whisk this up, there were very acute guidelines set out in the conception of this project, and if you of all people are just going to sidestep them what precedent does it set for - "<br><br>"I will say once more, Nurse Darian, that your concern is <em>noted</em>. You have the right to <em>appeal</em> at the general meeting. Your powers will not be abused in this way again, but when I say this is uncommon circumstances, then believe me when I say so. Failing your understanding, simply receive this as an order and let your innate obedience supplant your reasoning."<br><br>With that, the two fell into a somewhat professional silence and Dr Fields immediately began working on an energy display with his powers, yellowy-orange screens popping into existence with maps of Kalston, the Krim Zone, and apparently status reports of each member of teams G and F scrolling up and down several energy screens hovering in mid-air.<br><br>Without looking up, assuming there were candidates listening to him, he simply said;<br><br>"Where are the rest."<br><br>His tone was taut, his manner brusque and impatient. <br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 14:53:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alias : Ace of Spades<br>Your Team : Team G<br>Who you're interacting with : Team G, Dr. Fields.<br><br>Ace looked at the three when they came in and stood up quickly. He only kind of recognized Dr. Fields but knew he was not the kind of man to out right attack and figured that he was here about the apparent meeting. Then he asked where the rest of the heroes were...Strange that he didn't already know.<br><br>"We haven't seen anyone. We were hoping you would be able to tell us." Ace gave the three a funny look and while he didn't ball up a fist he was ready to activate his powers in case a weapon was drawn but he didn't think that would be the case with the three standing in front of him. "So whats all this about?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 00:53:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Bantam, Ace<br><br>"I was brought to The Magnificent's after I was struck by an errant beam and have been working with them ever since.&nbsp; Sadly there isn't much in the way of a containment field that can really help me control it, see the plasma flows through my veins and has replaced my blood.&nbsp; Any containment field strong enough to keep the plasma a bay would do wacky things to my bodily functions."&nbsp; James responded to the containment question, then all of a sudden Dr Fields walked in.&nbsp; This was a shock since he was expecting more of a call or something instead of an actual in person meeting.<br><br>Ace seemed to take charge on answering the questions posed so James sat back and watched as the holographic energy screens floated in the air.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 06:00:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace<br><hr><br>Cassie nodded as she thought about the problem.&nbsp; Without some hard data she didn't know if what James claimed was true or not.&nbsp; Of course, if Mr. Magnificent had told James what he'd just regurgitated than it was likely accurate.&nbsp; However, since the plasma had mixed with his blood she had to wonder what would happen in extended battles.&nbsp; Would he basically bleed out from using his powers?&nbsp; <br><br>Cassie pursed her lips in thought before Dr. Fields burst in.&nbsp; Despite expecting him she jumped with a start, a tell-tale sign of how deep in thought she'd been.&nbsp; A smile quickly formed upon her lips as she got up from where she was sitting, in the kitchen nook and made her way to where Dr. Fields was setting up, in the living room.<br><br>Without a word, the redhead simply took a seat on the sofa, near the armrest, and began to examine the holograms Dr. Fields was producing.&nbsp; Her eyes moved over the maps and instantly discarded them.&nbsp; She couldn't tell the streets of Kalston Kamp from any other city.&nbsp; Her attention, however, was captured by the status reports on team G and F.&nbsp; The status reports held information about her potential teammates.&nbsp; Whether the information was potent or not, it gave tidbits that pieced together made a larger picture.&nbsp; If nothing else, it could save time later.<br><br>When Dr. Fields asked where the others were, she simply shrugged and allowed Ace to answer.&nbsp; John had been at the "Steel House" longer and she doubted Dr. Fields would expect her to know.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 06:21:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alias</strong> : Seraph<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team F<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Voltaic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Starts at the arena ends at the steel house<br><hr><br>“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to stay low and keep the speed down.” Seraph said as he carefully scooped Voltaic up. He did his best to avoid thinking about the fact that he was currently holding a near naked girl who was extremely attractive. “I’m taking off now.” He warned not wanting to take off suddenly and startle her. He flapped his wings slowly increasing his speed until he began to ascend trying to keep his take off as smooth as possible. There was no way that he’d be able to perform this kind of take off in an actual combat situation, it was too slow, but he wanted to make this experience at the very least not traumatizing.&nbsp; He continued to ascend until he was high enough that he could clear the buildings and trees before angling himself towards Team G’s house.<br><br>The flight was relatively quick despite the fact that he flew at a relatively low speed. A slow speed anyway he kept his speed at around forty mph which he considered his scenery viewing speed which even if Voltaic didn't want to look at the scenery he thought it was a good speed for a first flight. <br><br>He loved flying, the wind in his face and that sense of freedom that came with the ability to in a way defy gravity. He hoped that Voltaic would enjoy the flight at least a little bit but before long whether or not she enjoyed it the flight would end with him landing at the base of the stairs that led up to the Steel House where he would let her down. "That wasn't so bad was it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lemon Lime</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 06:52:57</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Voltaic<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : F<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong>:Seraph - walking into Team G's house <br><hr> <br>He quickly scooped her up and as they slowly ascended her grip tightened around his neck and she tried to relax some but trusting a man she just met to literally carry her through the sky was strange. Yes, they were both "good guys" but when you were looking down at buildings - trust was crucial. They cruised along nicely and he kept things at a decent pace, not too fast to freak her out but not so slow to where walking would have been faster. She tried to admire the scenery but the wind made her eyes water and her brain just kept trying to calculate exactly how high they were flying, which just made her more nervous. <br><br>Soon enough he gently set her back down infront of their destination and she unwrapped her arms from around his neck. <br>"No, that wasn't too bad... thanks."<br>She smiled at him once again and then looked at the house.<br>"Oh good, it's completely metal... this could never go wrong."<br>She said sarcastically to no one in particular and then nodded to the door, looking at Seraph. <br><br>Voltaic felt the nice zap as the static between her hand and the metal door knob got close and she walked in looking around and seeing Dr Fields as well as some new faces and her friendly opposition. SHe quickly saw the plasma kid and walked up to him, momentarily ignoring the yellow screens and pushed a finger into the chest of that purple goo flingin' guy. <br>"You owe me new clothes... I liked those sneakers..." Nell said partially sarcastically.<br>She then felt Dr. Fields eyes on her and she turned around realizing she probably should just shut up and listen to the man who ran the entire thing and not partially harass fellow "heroes".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 09:44:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Dr Fields</strong><br><br><br>He barely lifted an eye from his work as Seraph and Voltaic came in. His hands were flying across his energy screens, some flashing up pictures (live images, apparently) of some pokey, grim part of Kalston, somewhere with a lot of people suddenly swarming about, security teams seemed to be clearing the area. Then, the next one was another profile similar to each candidates, except there was next to no information on it, and the picture was simply of a masked man. The only words next to his image were - THREAT LEVEL: MAGNUM. <br><br>Nurse Darian cast one scornful stare at the impassive Doctor, and gestured towards Plasma, Seraph, and Voltaic in turn. Smiling, her anger at her superior boiling away to be replaced with the want to care for the young candidates, she knelt on the floor of the living room. Wrapping her wrists together, she performed a series of strange gestures with her fingers on her arms, and then strange...organic...<em>things</em> fell from her limbs, apparently made of her own skin, which was now glowing faintly. The small organic tools/robots split themselves up and hopped onto each of the wounded candidates, specialising in knitting bone for Seraph (getting in strangely painlessly and using its tiny arms, the glow apparently some euphoric anaesthesia) and marvellously well-done stitches for Voltaic. The one healing Plasma was impervious to his blood as it spread its pleasant glow across him and went to work on his own wounds. <br><br>The third figure, a masked medic (apparently) spoke in a monotone voice.<br><br>"The briefing Dr Fields is about to give you is official. However the method of surgery employed by Nurse Darian right now is classified. Not even the military has access to this kind of medicine and the Nurse can only use it rarely. Talk of this does not leave this room and <em>does not</em> get to any of the other candidates."<br><br>Nurse Darian rolled her eyes as she worked and - did she just? - definitely gave a hearty smile to Plasma. Was this an older woman enjoying working on a younger man's body a little too much? Probably. <br><br>Any further cougar-esque flirtations were stopped when Dr Fields began his briefing.<br><br>"You five are now a new team. You will be taken to the edges of the Krim Zone, and from there you must find your way to the target; this man."<br><br>Several screens flipped themselves towards the candidates and Wrath's masked image flashed up.<br><br>"Codename Wrath has been very quiet of late but it appears he has been busy with something after all. This is no surprise and not exactly a rare phenomena amongst the natives of the Krim Zone, but Wrath apparently has something that could threaten the integrity of the security in Kalston.This kind of situation has been dealt with before, but this one in particular has been exacerbated by Kalston security going over my head and sending a response team in.”<br><br>Dr Fields looked genuinely livid at this point.<br><br>“As you can imagine, they didn’t do too well, and now your mission objectives are thus, in this priority; Find and neutralise the explosive. Extract wounded and unconscious Kalston security staff. Neutralise codename Wrath. Any questions? You leave in five minutes.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 10:58:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace, Seraph, Voltaic, Dr. Fields<br><hr><br>Cassie had noted the two new young heroes before the good doctor had begun his briefing.&nbsp; Her brows knitted together when the nurse did her thing, and wondered why, if it was so rare, the woman didn't hold off performing her surgery until there were more serious injuries.&nbsp; Though, the girl had apparently needed stitches.&nbsp; Once Dr. Fields began, however, her full attention was given to him.<br><br>She bit her lip when the image of Wrath with the threat level Magnum appeared on one of the screens.&nbsp; They were going to be over their head.&nbsp; Baptism by fire, so it seemed.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Wait!&nbsp; What bomb?"</strong> Cassie interjected.&nbsp; That had been one of the quickest and insubstantial briefings she'd ever seen.<br><br>She understood that time was of the essence, but proper communication and information now would save time they may not have down the line.&nbsp; Even as she asked her question, however, she moved to her bag, in the corner of the room.&nbsp; She wanted as much information as they had, but she wasn't going to waste time talking.&nbsp; She unzipped one of her bags, pulled her blouse off, the bodysuit still underneath, followed by her jeans.&nbsp; She wasn't exactly flashing anyone, the suit covered all the essentials, but to hormone driven young men, there was likely enough skin on display to get a rise.&nbsp; She slipped on her leggings, boots, and gloves, in no time at all, and stood where she could inspect all of Dr. Fields holograms.<br><br>The redhead had taken the time to refocus herself, and was desperately fighting down the butterflies that were swelling in her stomach.&nbsp; She hoped she was pulling off calm, she'd had her share of experience under fire - just not with totally untried allies.<br><br><strong>"How large of a section of Kalston are we searching?&nbsp; Two fliers,"</strong> it wasn't much to assume Seraph could fly, <strong>"and someone with super-speed might be able to search an area rather quickly, depending on its size.&nbsp; Then when we find it, how exactly do you propose we disarm or neutralize it?"</strong>&nbsp; Cassie asked, looking at her teammates as she asked.&nbsp; There was seriousness in her tone, and perhaps a bit of nervousness, but for the most part her experience was shining through.<br><br><strong>"We have some way of keeping in contact with each other while we're searching?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked her teammates more than she asked the doctor, though after looking at the other young heroes briefly her gaze fell on their supposed superior.<br><br>She had a dozen other questions, but she figured she'd give the others a chance to chime in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 04:39:05</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Bantam, Ace, Seraph, Voltaic<br><br>When Voltaic came up to James he didn't know what to say, partly because she was less than clothed and partly because he didn't really know how to respond.&nbsp; "Oh...um...sorry, I didn't mean to.&nbsp; I had to do what I could to try and control my powers and that was the only thing I could think of at that point."&nbsp; Then the Nurse's bots moved out to heal the team members. <br><br>"No thanks, I'm not hurt."&nbsp; He said to the bot that was poking at him.&nbsp; "*OOH* I'm definitely not hurt there."&nbsp; He says as it starts to check out his crotch, jumping a bit.&nbsp; "I'm good, really I am.&nbsp; No need to continue checking, thanks."&nbsp; Moving away from the bot as the Doctor gives his briefing.&nbsp; It looks like they are all a team now, hopefully Voltaic doesn't hold a grudge against him.<br><br>Cassie had a decent plan and idea to find the bomb, but James looks down at his sock clad feet running at full speed won't be fun that's for sure.&nbsp; "How are we suppose to neutralize the explosive?&nbsp; Is anyone able to disarm a bomb?"&nbsp; James asked after Cassie asked her questions.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 07:32:41</strong>
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				<strong>Alias</strong> : Seraph<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team F<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Voltaic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Starts at the arena ends at the steel house<br><hr><br>Seraph entered the room trying to avoid getting in the away as he listened to the briefing carefully and the questions of the teammates that followed. He sighed when the briefing had mostly finished. “No rest for the weary.” He muttered. It wasn't like he didn't want to save those people. He did but he wasn't sure how useful he would be if a fight broke out. He was exhausted. He’d been fighting almost continuously since he’d got here and while he was grateful for whatever these bots were that were healing him they didn't restore his energy which he really needed.<br><br>“I can’t do anything about disarming it but if I have to I can try and get it to an isolated area.” That was something Seraph really didn't want to do because if he did it basically guaranteed that he would end up with some serious wounds when the mission was over.<br><br>Seraph turned to look at the two new faces. He hadn't seen them in action before and it would be best if he knew what they could do and their names. “Would you two mind telling me your names and what you can do?&nbsp; &nbsp;I’m Seraph. I can fly, have super strength and I’m a low level empath.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 06:51:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team F (?)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace, Seraph, Voltaic, Dr. Fields<br><hr><br><strong>"Bantam, but you can call me Cassie when we're not in the field,"</strong> she turned to regard Seraph.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd never seen someone else with wings before and took a moment to admire them.<br><br><strong>"I can shrink down to an inch height, fly, and emit energy bursts,"</strong> she paused before smiling and offering her hand.&nbsp; <strong>"Nice to meet you."</strong><br><br>Dr. Fields still hadn't responded so she turned her attention back to the man and patiently waited.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lemon Lime</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 21:05:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alias</strong> : Voltaic<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : F<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong>: All in the room <br><hr><br>She smirked at Plasma's reaction and chuckled softly then whispered "Just messing with you, sort of." <br><br>Nell didn't have a lot of time to continue her witty banter as new information smacked her in the face. This was her team now? Before her mind had a change to acknowledge that she was being fixed by little nano things and she felt, instantly better. Then she heard "explosives" and her head shot up. This was going to be unpleasant. One of the new girls talked and had some very valid questions - at her mention of speed, Voltaic spoke up.<br>"I can sprint quite fast but only distances I can see, so straight lines. I have to stop and turn each time... but I am fast. As for disarming things, I could probably fry the electronics but that could set it off..."<br><br>She ran her fingers through her short black hair and tried to think strategically but this was so much more than she had planned for her first day at Kalston. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 07:36:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alias: Eoin/ Ace of Spades/ John<br>Your Team: Team G<br>Tagged: Everyone in room<br><br>"Hi, you can call me John when not in the field....Or Ace while working. Ya know I can use my luck to play the odds in my favor of disarming things."<br>John said as he extended his hand to the new girl. A wide smile on his face grew wider as he realized that now they were getting members. Sadly he then understood it might all be for naught if some explosives went off and he would never have the chance to be a real hero. "Guys is this everyone? Should we get going?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:44:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alias</strong> : Seraph<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team F<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Voltaic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Starts at the arena ends at the steel house<br><hr><br>Seraph took Cassie’s hand and shook it, smiling at her as he did so. It would be nice to have another flyer on the team. It would help stop any further incidents where he’d have no back up while in aerial combat. “Nice to meet you too. It would've been nice to have another flyer with us in the last fight Voltaic and I had in the arena. Getting double teamed by two different flyers with no back up, not fun.” <br><br>Seraph took note of the guy who called himself Ace as well. Both he and Bantam seemed like they would make good additions to the team. He already knew some of what Plasma was capable of and he felt confident that he would be a good addition to the team as well. The team itself seemed well balanced and he thought that the team would work well together once they got some practice in and learned to control their abilities.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramael</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:22:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Dr Fields</strong><br><br><br><br>He was nodding. Apparently he was only reacting to one of the questions flung at him by the new team. He was fumbling about in a case, and produced a handful of tiny metal and plastic studs. <br><br>"Basic commpieces. Seven klick radius, or thereabouts. That's enough for you to separate in a search pattern, or get comfortably scattered in case something gets awry, but I seriously recommend not straying out of comm range. No solo efforts here. I refrained from saying "no heroes", aha. But, of course, I'm sure you will be."<br><br>Something shined in his eyes then, perhaps a zealous belief in this system and school he had created. One could perhaps surmise his energy was all directed into his project, into creating heroes, and not much else. As evidenced by his lack of concern for all the other questions. <br><br>Out of the same briefcase, he took what looked like small wristwatches out and handed them to all the candidates. Their screens were also glowing orange, and when they had all put them on, intricate maps and GPS tracking systems would point them in the right direction of their objective, deep within the Krim Zone, which flashed up a deep red (or crimson!) on their wrist devices. Dr Fields went about the living room, grasping his orange screens with his fingertips, flinging them towards each of the wrist devices, uploading all the information they would need, each wristpiece accepting the information with a cute bleep.<br><br>Dr Fields checked his own wristpiece. "One minute spare. You can get a head start. I love efficiency! Take the buggy outside. Apart from the fliers, I recommend you remain aerial but parallel with the buggy on the ground. Time to go. We will be on the other end of the comms."<br><br>"Combining both team letters, I'm renaming you collectively for this mission as codename Griffon. Time to leave, heroes." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 00:01:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alias</strong> : Plasma - James Franco<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team G<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Bantam, Ace, Seraph, Voltaic (Team Griffon)<br><br>James took a comlink and attached it to his wrist as far up as it would fit, it just looked like one of those things that would break if he starts using his powers heavily.&nbsp; At the call to leave James heads out towards the buggy, his costume currently consists of a t-shirt, jeans and socks a fact he is keenly aware of when he sits in the back of the buggy.&nbsp; "Man I hope Ms Magnificent gets done with my suit soon."<br><br>If someone asks him to drive James will politely point out that he's from New York and never bothered to get his license, the most driving he's done is in Mario Kart and sadly he doesn't think his knowledge of red shell tactics will be much help.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 05:25:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong> Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br><strong>Your Team:</strong> Team Griffon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Plasma, Ace, Seraph, Voltaic, Dr. Fields<br><hr><br>Cassie took the wristwatch and looked at it dubiously.&nbsp; It clashed with her outfit and she doubted it'd shrink when she did.&nbsp; That meant it'd probably last all of thirty seconds.&nbsp; She looked at Dr. Fields, expecting him to answer more of their questions but when he tossed his little yellow screens onto their watches and told them to get moving, it was apparent he wasn't going to tell them anything.<br><br>The redhead followed the others to the buggy and got in.&nbsp; Yeah, she could fly, but her top speed was only forty miles-per-hour and she was betting that the buggy could easily reach sixty.&nbsp; She could, of course, shrink down and hop a ride in Avon's hand, but she wasn't willing to do that just yet.<br><br>Slipping into the backseat of the buggy, she turned to look at the rest of the team.&nbsp; Hopefully someone who couldn't fly could drive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 00:43:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alias</strong> : Seraph<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Team Griffin<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong> : Plasma, Ace, Voltaic, Dr. Fields, Bantam<br><strong>Location:</strong> The steel house<br><hr><br>Seraph took a wristwatch and a com piece putting the watch on his wrist the com piece into his ear. He looked down at the watch and the maps that appeared on the watch, familiarizing himself with the area as best he could with the limited time they had. He would've preferred more time to study the map and get familiar with the city but duty calls.<br><br>Seraph went outside following the others and descending the stairs. Once he was clear of the roof and had a solid launch pad, he leaped straight up and extended his wings, ascending faster than he had during his earlier flight with Voltaic. He hovered over the buggy, waiting for them to go before following above them. He could easily keep up with the buggy as they traveled and could probably get to where they were going faster if he didn't have to worry about being caught out in the city alone by this Wrath guy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lemon Lime</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 05:36:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alias</strong> : Voltaic<br><strong>Your Team</strong> : Griffon<br><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong>: All<br><hr><br>Before she could really ask any more questions she was given a wrist communicator and told where to be going. A Buggy outside, fantastic, so apparently getting another shirt or maybe a pair of shoes was out of the question. Thank god she was used to going barefoot. It gave her a slight advantage of being able to ground herself if need be and if she was in or near water with someone, it usually ended badly for them. Voltaic strapped the device to her wrist and then headed out with the others then realized she had never really introduced herself to the new people.<br>"Oh crap yeah I'm Voltaic by the way, or Nell... whichever. I can do some pretty fancy stuff with electricity amongst other things."<br><br>She gave a tiny smile and then headed out with the others watching Seraph go into the sky. <br>"I guess I'll take the wheel."<br>Voltaic slid into the front seat.<br>"Anyone check the weather forecast today? A storm would be lovely for this evening's shenanigans."<br>With a slight chuckle he looked at her team mate and tried to keep the mood light. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: K.K - the steel house, team G's quarters</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 06:43:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alias: Eoin/ Ace of Spades/ John<br>Your Team: Team G<br>Tagged: Everyone in room<br><br>Ace hadn't said anything for a long time and just took the talk as a time to judge everyone. At least now there was a real team and not just two or three members. It caused him to actually loosen up and not seem so paranoid. Maybe he was just reacting to the sheer few numbers there were before but now he felt much more capable in a group. He took the communicator and looked at it funny before heading into the buggy and sitting in the passenger seat. "If you need me to take over I can drive ya know?" He said to Voltaic then turned and tipped his hat. "Howdy yall, names Ace and Ill be the dj on this little here car ride. No I don't take requests unless the request is ass-kickin. In witch case I am always willing to hand those out." He smiled and hit the radio playing Bon-Jovi of all people. "Lets roll little lady." 
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