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Dakarne wrote:Emily directed her attention to the nearby blond-haired man who'd apparently exploded an octopus and was throwing his hands up in victory. As she drew closer, her vision cleared up enough so that she could see he was wearing very little other than a pair of baggy shorts and the splattered remains of the octopus. There was a sucker-covered tentacle drooping over one shoulder, and more than enough ichor matting his hair that he looked more generally ridiculous than victorious; but that was actually true of most fight endings. But he seemed to be enjoying himself, and in fact looked enough like an outright idiot to be a generally harmless person to ask directions of. She walked over to him, glad of the fact that she was basically invulnerable as she made her way through the glassy crater.

'Excuse me?' Emily called out to him. 'Aye, you! The only ane here theck enough tae be wearin' less in this crappy weather than I am...'
Jack's victory gesture froze as he heard what sounded like a duffel bag full of English that had been topped up with wet cement and thrown off the top of a skyscraper, before bursting messily and incoherently on to the pavement below. He spun around, his perfectly sculpted arms still raised in victory, to examine the source of the mangled English. He spotted a young woman, red-haired and grumpy looking, clad only in red and black pajamas, which were lovingly clinging to every curve of her body as the rain plastered it down to her skin. Jack casually flicked the tentacle that was hanging off his shoulder, running his eyes up and down the woman.

"Hey hey Ginger! Didn't quite catch what you said there, but who cares right? Did you see me explode that octopus?"

Jack laughed as he stepped over to the young lady and swung a chiseled arm around her neck, mindless of the fact that he was covered in octopus entrails. He pointed with his other arm to the group of people waving guns around, and looked down at the woman he had his arm draped around.

"You with these guys? You lot bring me here? I was surfing and I was totally going to score with some chicks before that octopus came, but it tried to mess with the wrong guy. I'm Jack, the greatest man in the world. You might have guessed that already, but you know what they say, always introduce yourself, it's only polite, am I right?" Jack laughed, throwing her a wink as he did.

Jack then shot a look down at himself, covered in ichor and ink, and down at Ginger, as he was able to look easily at the top of her head. At this point in time the top of her head wasn't what he was looking at though. Though Jack couldn't feel it and shrugged the rain off easily, it was clearly cold.

"Hey, sorry, what am I thinking? I'm covered in muck, you're soaked to the bone. What say we find somewhere dry and get out of these drenched clothes, hey?" he asked, the confidence all but bursting from his eyes.
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Still somewhat reeling from the shock of being thrown about like a ragdoll by the rather surprisingly strong but also unsurprisingly dim-witted Australian, the young Emily found herself feeling suddenly indignant. 'Me name isn'ae "Ginger" you feckin' bastard!' she growled. 'And get your filthy hand aff of my body, right now, or Ah'll tear aff yer whole bloody arm!'
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“Gentlemen. Ladies. Quails. I’d hate to steal away your attention from the first stages of confusion, but I must inform everyone that the local authorities are within five minutes of here, riding in on air support. Whatever conversations you need to have, I suggest we wrap it up before the governmental forces arrive.”

"Agreed. My scanners are picking up a massive amount of activity nearby and, while I could pretty much annihilate them all before they are even in range, I don't belive that would be the wisest course of actions," spoke Chevalier after the war droid interrupted their conversation.

"I believe that we are all in a reality/time skip." Omicron 70 increased his voice volume for all to hear, "We have been sent from different times and dimensions in this spot, and I don't believe it is coincidence. I deduce that someone sent us here. Is there a being here that more than two extra-dimensional beings know about?" Omicron 70 looked at John Baylor. "It seems from the conversation I'm overhearing that you are under great suspicion."

Chevalier spoke up again. "There will be plenty of time to figure that out later, but right now we need to leave."

"Well barring any of you having the abillity to teleport or transformer yourselves into an armoured personnel carrier..." Eric paused, thinknig the way this day was going such an event was not as weird as it might sound, "It's probably our best chance of escaping without incident. To somewhere else were we have no idea, where we are, why we are here or how to get back but hey at least we won't have government scientists lobotomising us to see how we work. Always a plus "

"Well, while I can't teleport, I can saturate our area with electronic countermeasures," responded Chevalier as she had her tactical computer activate her EW suite. "The electronics of this version of Earth are woefully primitive, and nothing they have will be able to burn through my jamming. That should give us at least some sort of cover, if only for a moment. Still, we need to either leave now or fight them off."
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"Well, where to? I mean, we can't just go anywhere without having cell phones popping at us and having them posted onto the interwebs." Annava took a worm and gobbled down. "How about a vacant office building where we could hold out and find out what is going on." Annava unholstered her SAW, which was massive, and currently under Sniper/Grenade Launcher configuration. "If we can't decide quickly, my alien genes are pumping for full throttle asskicking, which was my whole job before this incident, USA or not." Annava had a twisted, hungry smile.

"Maybe one of the buildings could act as a safe haven for now, I agree." Daniel Animus said. He looked at Annava and placed a hand on the gun. "I really don't think we want to attract any more attention right now. And.." Captain Animus voice turned into a whisper, "some here don't look kindly to destroying the Land of the Free, extra-dimensional or not." Annava just shrugged.

"Who knows, this might be a mirror universe or something, and the government here is evil." Annava still had her smile.

"Stop making excuses." Daniel gave a mocking eye-roll.
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Emily considered, for a few moments, the possibility of just throwing the Australian towards the oncoming tank columns and joining the others in the congregation, and she almost considered the situation an excuse to do so, but she decided against it. It wasn't polite, and she would probably miss anyway. Squinting to look at the others, she was only slightly perturbed by the eleven-foot-tall robotic dinosaur, but she knew of people all around the world who'd be capable of building that sort of thing in their free time; she'd even attempted to date one a couple of years back, but that relationship was a short and unhappy memory that she didn't think was worth much remembering. Not the worst memory she had, but certainly an unpleasant one. Although, if what she'd caught a hint of earlier was true, her world probably wasn't this one. It didn't smell right, anyway; was a little too greasy, a little too filled with smog. It was mostly safe to breathe, but she hadn't been in air this bad outside of an actual gas chamber, and that was an attempt to actually kill her.

Her list of priorities suddenly became a bit longer than they were a few seconds ago. Get rid of the Aussie surfer idiot, get some clothes, get to some way of travelling between dimensions and ultimately just get home.
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"Maybe one of the buildings could act as a safe haven for now." Daniel Animus said. He looked at Annava and placed a hand on the gun. "I really don't think we want to attract any more attention right now. And.." Captain Animus voice turned into a whisper, "some here don't look kindly to destroying the Land of the Free, extra-dimensional or not." Annava just shrugged.

"Fine," responded Gabrielle as she grabbed her repeater. "Can any of you fly, teleport, phase-shift, or move very, very fast? If not, then we're going to need to find an alternative form of transporation very quickly."
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Unfortunately, I'm just a human Freelancer Trader. Call me a Capitalist IN SPACE!" Daniel Animus empathized the word capitalist. "All I got is my semi-bullet proof trench coat and this revolver that can shoot Explosive Rounds."

"Unfortunately, I cannot find any means to..." Omicron 70 stopped and looked at the upturned and slided vehicles around, "Being from many different places and beings, I believe comandeering those vehicles would be no problem. I have already scanned through the components of the little cars and can easily drive one. Find me a bus, and it is possible that I could transport most of you."
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Adam and Leila made their way over, listening into the conversation as they approached.

Adam spoke up as soon as they got close enough: "Why not just talk to the approaching forces?"
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"Why not just talk to the approaching forces?" Some dude in a lab coat said. Annava and Daniel Animus just stared at the two, gaping.

"You kidding? These guys have choppers and tanks!" Daniel Animus shouted, his revolver flailing around. "I mean, they probably don't look kindly to people who blew up their park!"

"And I'm trained to blow cities up singlehandedly!" Annava held up her SAW.

"I believe the two..humanoids have a point, human captain. This isn't our dimension, so our rules of interaction do not apply. The force coming in are US military who are probably more curious than belligerent about us, not communist space ants bent on getting fried by our laser beams. I was foolish to not have come to that conclusion earlier." The Evolutionist-Predator grinned at the Amillians. "I believe I should owe an apology to the organics I have panicked. Perhaps, even if the US military here, or possibly Black Ops, are aggressive, they have no chances against us, meaning that we can negotiate under our terms." Annava and Daniel lowered their weapons.

"Pooey." Annava gave a face. "I wanted to see how DC burns."
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Adam spoke up as soon as they got close enough: "Why not just talk to the approaching forces?"

"Are you serious?" asked Chevalier in a incredulous tone. "I may not know that much about this particular U.S., or whether its like the United States of Orion of my home, but I can tell you that a heavily armed rapid reaction force will not just stand by while a high-performance war droid, a heavily armed and armored supercommando, a psychic, and Gods knows what the rest of you are attempt to explain your position. No, I believe that the best option right now is to escape."
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"You kidding? These guys have choppers and tanks!"
Adam softly mumbled as Daniel continued to speak: "Sounds like a good reason to surrender to me."
"Are you serious?" asked Chevalier in a incredulous tone. "I may not know that much about this particular U.S., or whether its like the United States of Orion of my home, but I can tell you that a heavily armed rapid reaction force will not just stand by while a high-performance war droid, a heavily armed and armored supercommando, a psychic, and Gods knows what the rest of you are attempt to explain your position. No, I believe that the best option right now is to escape."
"Of course they won't just stand by. They'll capture us and bring us to their superiors," getting us out of this weather! "with whom we can talk. They have nothing to gain by going in guns blazing, and plenty to lose."

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Dakarne wrote:Still somewhat reeling from the shock of being thrown about like a ragdoll by the rather surprisingly strong but also unsurprisingly dim-witted Australian, the young Emily found herself feeling suddenly indignant. 'Me name isn'ae "Ginger" you feckin' bastard!' she growled. 'And get your filthy hand aff of my body, right now, or Ah'll tear aff yer whole bloody arm!'
Jack laughed at the feisty reaction of the blazing red-head. Lots of the women he'd bedded proved to resist his charms initially, but sooner or later the desire that they felt for his rock-hard abs and stunning pecs overflowed and they succumbed. Ginger would be no different. Jack released the girl, grinning widely to reveal a perfect set of teeth, so meticulously cared for that they gleamed in the darkness.

"Cool your jets, Ginger. You want hands off, you get hands off. But don't come whining to me when you decide you want a piece of the Jack," he joked idly. His smile grew wider still as he chucked in the kicker.

"Or actually, do. I love it when a woman realises how completely helpless she is to resist the sheer masculinity of my body!"

Though Jack had released the girl, he made no effort to keep his eyes off her body, as he felt sure that Ginger, despite her vehement denial of his touch, would be looking at how the pouring rain slicked his boardshorts against his moviestar-like groin and buttocks. Mindful of the fact that she'd be watching, Jack subconsciously performed a few butt flexes. It was small details like those that really drew the women in.

Even as he flexed his glutes with fluid precision and delicious ease, Jack looked over at the other people who had gathered around. Specifically, he was counting the number of women. He was also counting the number of tanks and helicopters.

"Hey, Ginger, you know what I just said about getting out of the rain? Looking like an even better idea right now. Hate to admit it, but even I couldn't handle a platoon of military vehicles," Jack admitted gleefully, the clear implication underneath being that he could handle anything less than a platoon, a feat he knew no single person on Earth could match.
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The helicopters and tanks came closer, and Daniel Animus felt nervous. "Well, I guess we should see what they want. If they show traces of aggression, go full ass throttle on them." Captain Animus held his head up high and headed off from the crowd towards the tanks and choppers, arms waving up and down.

"Hello! Americans, we come in peace!" Animus shouted on the top of his voice.


Annava just gave an eyebrow and looked at the octopus-killing model, who was now flexing towards that French-accented girl. Annava was no expert on relationships, too busy blowing things up to care, but she knew that such acts would never get the girls..at least in her reality.
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"Cool your jets, Ginger. You want hands off, you get hands off. But don't come whining to me when you decide you want a piece of the Jack," he joked idly. His smile grew wider still as he chucked in the kicker.

"Or actually, do. I love it when a woman realises how completely helpless she is to resist the sheer masculinity of my body!"
'You wish,' Emily said coldly, though had to suppress a chuckle at the man's sheer bluntness and complete ignorance. It was like laughing at the video of a cat slamming into a closed window whilst trying to pounce at something on the outside of it. 'Ye'll no be gettin' anything out ae me!' She didn't even notice his proceeding to flex and pose. He was possibly the least interesting thing in the crater, given that there were giant metal dinosaurs and, of course, people who looked like they'd know what they were talking about.
"Hey, Ginger, you know what I just said about getting out of the rain? Looking like an even better idea right now. Hate to admit it, but even I couldn't handle a platoon of military vehicles," Jack admitted gleefully, the clear implication underneath being that he could handle anything less than a platoon, a feat he knew no single person on Earth could match.
Prometheus, Gladiator, Guardian and many other people I know could manage it. Could I manage it? Maybe... she thought to herself. 'Looks like we'll be havin' tae surrendair tae them anyway. It's too risky tae try fightin' our way out ae this ane, an' we'll probably be leavin' too many people behind if we bolt; Ah'm no fair abandoning anyane tae this oan their own.'
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Prometheus, Gladiator, Guardian and many other people I know could manage it. Could I manage it? Maybe... she thought to herself. 'Looks like we'll be havin' tae surrendair tae them anyway. It's too risky tae try fightin' our way out ae this ane, an' we'll probably be leavin' too many people behind if we bolt; Ah'm no fair abandoning anyane tae this oan their own.'
Jack shot Ginger an affronted look, as he stepped closer to the edge of the crater. She was making backhanded implications about his manhood, Jack was sure of it. But then, if she was making implications about his manhood, then she was thinking about his manhood. He would bed Ginger yet!

"Who said anything about abandoning anyone? I did mean for everyone to get somewhere dry, Ginger. I know, I know, you'd like it to just be the two of us, but the good of the many must come before the great of the two, okay?" he asked Ginger patronisingly just before he jumped out of the crater.

Jack executed a perfectly flashy flip in mid-air, his taut muscles controlling his movements with utmost precision as he landed with a rippling thump amongst the remainder of the strange people who'd shown up in the park. He spun rapidly, shaking each and every one of their hands as many of them looked on, confused, dazed, bewildered, or astonished at Jack's actions.

"Hi, how are? Jack, nice to meet you. Fantastic Jack, savior of the world, how are you? Heya, I'm Jack. G'day, Jack's the name, you? Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Fantastic Jack!" he finished his circle of introductions, beaming heartily, as he puffed out his chest. Before anyone had a chance to respond, Jack turned towards the approaching military vehicles and held out one arm, palm forward in a commanding gesture.

"Halt right there! My name is Fantastic Jack and we come in peace! We offer you our surrender!" he shouted, his voice booming with amplified power as the sonorous soundwaves echoed over even the thunder and the clanking of the tanks. Jack turned his head slightly towards the group of strangers around him, grinned widely and winked.

"Jack, nice to meet you all."
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Emily just stared, dumbfounded as she leaned forward and drifted amongst the group whilst ignoring such inconveniences as gravity. 'Well... that man es probably the single most absolutely stupid pairson Ah've ever actually seen.' She offered up a relatively quiet. 'Ah'm Emily, and I do apologise fair the existence ae that idiot. Ah didn'ae decide tae bring him.'
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Tribonian watched silently as everyone sorted things out. It listened to every detail and tried to put the pieces together. From what had been said so far, it appeared that they'd wound up in another universe. Also, it seemed that most of the gathered were from differing dimensional planes as well. So the new red-hued tesseract Justinian had formed earlier wasn't only capable of sending them to another point in space-time, but also allowed them to transcend the dimensional planes.

Interesting.

Had Tribonian been raised human and had the requisite lips, it would've smiled. Never, not even in the most thorough and meticulously researched archive, had a member of the Great Race of Yith attained such knowledge as this. They had mastered time, yes, and could transcend space by moving their minds into other beings' bodies across the universe. However, none had every come close to breaching the ultimate barrier--the dimensions transcending the different planes of existence. Oh, yes, this was most interesting indeed.

"Huh, so that's why it was red..." Tribonian heard Justinian mutter to himself.

So, the child had figured it out as well. Good. It hated doing explanations. It could do explanations patiently--after all, patience was one virtue a member of any race that could live as long as the Great Race could not do without--but he hated doing them all the same.

It mentally shook away its musings. After all, little frustrations were a small price to pay for the kind of knowledge it could gather now. It continued to listen. It also continued its subtle psychic sweep. There were a few psions here, yes, but none with abilities that it needed to worry about. No human or humaniform psychic could hope to breach the impressive psychic shields he'd built up over the years. There were others with some ability to block psychic probing, but a hard enough push should take care of those. Of course, a hard enough push would probably not be pleasant for the probed, so it wouldn't try unless it needed to. For now, it was more illuminating just to listen to their exchanges.

The mechanical constructs were worrisome, as they could not be probed. Then there was their firepower to take into account. Yes, quite worrisome. It mentally prepared its psychokinetic abilities, just in case. He was also gratified to see that Rasa's shadow was out and ready as well. Tribonian didn't particularly care for the girl, but it had a hefty respect for the entity bound to her shadow. It could be quite useful in a pinch, all things considered. The fact that it was dark was also a bonus since the shadow entity was far more powerful in the dark.

It continued musing as it passively listed to the exchange. Justinian, in the meantime, was striking a conversation with the woman who had introduced herself as Tiffany. The boy was making conversation with the woman as if he'd known her for a long time, which the woman awkwardly tried to respond to. Rasa kept quiet, as she always did, but her eyes were watchful and suspicious and her stance was tense and ready. Her usual behavior around anyone who was not Justinian, really.

Presently, the conversation turned to the matter of the military force apparently heading right for them. This was also quite worrisome. Tribonian again did a mental check on its psychokinesis.

After a few more exchanges, Tribonian could hear the sound of the human vehicles coming closer. Within those vehicles, it could sense the minds of the personnel within. There was confusion and even some irritation at what had to have been a sudden mobilization, but those feelings were subsumed by alertness and professional confidence. Yes, quite worrisome indeed.

This could turn hostile, Tribonian telepathically said to Justinian.

"Yup." was the nonchalant reply.

"Yup what?" the human called Tiffany asked the boy.

"Hm? Oh, I wasn't talking to you," Justinian answered, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, "I was talking to him."

Tribonian saw the human's eyes follow Justinian's finger and settle on its quail-shaped form. It saw the woman blink, an action that was punctuated by the awkwardness and confusion that seemed to have been growing within the woman's mind ever since Justinian had started talking to her. Tribonian stared back at her evenly.

Then, out of the corner of its vision, it saw one of the group going forward to meet the oncoming force of vehicles.

"Hello! Americans, we come in peace!" the human shouted.

This should be illuminating

"Yeah. It should be." Justinian agreed.

"What should be? Wait, no, I got it. Still the quail, right?"

"Yup."


[OOC: Considering this as happening about the time of Heretic's last post and just before Jack's... greeting of the tanks.]
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[ OOC- This obviously takes place before any of the tanks or copters show up. ]


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The blonde metahuman blinked, and shot back with barely concealed sarcasm: “Would you care to tell us who these authorities are?”

The Tyrax began to compile hits from the deciphered airwaves, cross-referencing mission manifests and radio chatter. It took him less than a second to return an answer.

“The United States Government, specifically the 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment. Known locally as the ‘Nightstalkers’.”

“Oh, jesus,” groaned Starr, rubbing her temples.

“I take it you know of this group?” the Tyrax inquired.

“Damn right I do,” Starr sighed. “If I’m still, well, home, then the Night Stalkers are bad news. They’re Pentagon lackeys. And I bet Teague is the leader.”

“Teague?” asked Chevalier.

“The leader of the Night Stalkers,” confirmed Starr. “All around a very bad person. He fancies himself the next Ethan Carson in terms of fingers in pies.”

“The Pentagon?” asked the red-headed scientist. “Wait, why would the Pentagon be bad?”

Starr waved her hands towards the general direction of Alexandria. “Long story short, there’s a pretty major internal conflict going on in the American government right now – a sort of secret war, between the new president and the hawks in the Pentagon. As I said above, the Pentagon being the first responders is bad news for us. They’ll shoot first, yadda yadda yadda.”

“The old ‘capture and experiment’ routine?” asked Rivers.

“Pretty much,” said Starr. She turned back to the Tyrax. “Are their any other groups inbound?”

“Actually, yes,” responded the Tyrax, turning his eyes to the south. “Another convoy is approaching from the opposite direction, but they are an extra two minutes south. They represent what I can tentatively call ‘The Activity’, and are led by a Major – wait, there’s a change here- Goes by the codename DEATH.”

“John,” gasped Starr. “John’s going to walk right into this.”

Rivers suddenly spun to look at her. “Wait, there’s another John Baylor.”

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“And these are the latest sat pictures,” said Gunnery Sergeant Fletcher, slotting in another transparency onto the lap computer that his commander cradled.

Swiping a flapping tail of his trademark crimson bandana out of his eyes, Major John Baylor glanced down at the printout. “NRO confirms this?”

“Pretty much,” said Fletcher, nodding. “It’s definitely Lt. Col Starr.”

Baylor scowled, rubbing his chin. “Now what the hell is she doing here? I saw her off for a mission to Australia last night.” Sighing, he traced his finger over each of the other circled figures. “Rad-readings are off the chart, right?”

Very,” shrugged Fletcher. “But not what you think – it’s definitely nowhere hazardous. Techies say it’s the same sort of particles we encounter at that gateway eight years ago. This is extra-dimensional stuff.”

“And I get tasked with first contact? Amazing,” Baylor said, rolling his eyes.

“They all pretty much look human, sir,” mused Fletcher. “Well, except for that twelve-foot tall robot. You thinking it’s some new SHADOW TEMPEST?”

“God, I hope not,” Baylor groaned. “And what’s about that guy on the ground? He kinda looks like me…”

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"Wait, There's another John Baylor?" said Eric, dismayed. He glared down at the one, still sitting in the dirt, "You're not who I think you are, are you?"

Eric abruptly felt very embarrassed.

"Um... Sorry?" He offered a hand to help the man up and directed another question to Star, "Well since this seems to be your universe, Colonel, where do we go?"

In the distance a blonde guy in not many clothes started shouting;

"Halt right there! My name is Fantastic Jack and we come in peace! We offer you our surrender!"

Eric sensed most of group cringe mentally.
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"Well since this seems to be your universe..." the man in the black suit said, and he had the decency to look embarassed at having punched out the wrong man. "Colonel, where do we go?"

In the distance a blonde guy in not many clothes started shouting;

"Halt right there! My name is Fantastic Jack and we come in peace! We offer you our surrender!"

Starr stared in the direction of 'Fantastic' Jack, resisted the urge to facepalm, shook her head, and turned back to Rivers. "Assuming that what our friend the..." She threw a furtive glance at the Tyrax, "big metal dinosaur thing says is correct, our best bet is to head south ASAP and link up with Jo- I mean Major Baylor. Trust me on this, the 160th is bad news, we don't want to be here when they arrive."

"Well, that's good enough for me" Tiffany worriedly looked over her shoulder. The sound of helicopter engines was drawing closer. It wouldn't be long now. "I don't know about you but I'm getting out of Dodge." Sure enough she made good on her words and set off through the rain on a quick jog south.
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Leila pondered for a brief second: "We don't actually have that much to lose by running."

"Easy for you to say." Adam looked at their feet. His drenched dress shoes vs her combat boots.

"Gah, hold on."

They put their arms around each other and started south.
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Starr stared in the direction of 'Fantastic' Jack, resisted the urge to facepalm, shook her head, and turned back to Rivers. "Assuming that what our friend the..." She threw a furtive glance at the Tyrax, "big metal dinosaur thing says is correct, our best bet is to head south ASAP and link up with Jo- I mean Major Baylor. Trust me on this, the 160th is bad news, we don't want to be here when they arrive."

"Very well, then," said Chevalier as she activated her cloaking device. "Let's hope this Baylor character is as friendly as you say he is." And with that, Gabrielle took off due south at superhuman speeds.*


*Why didn't she fly? Because then that cloaking device wouldn't be that useful if she kept breaking the sound barrier.
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Justinian followed the others with his eyes as they left one by one. Some of them actually disappeared from view, but in the rain he could clearly see the effects of their passage. He blinked, pondering for a bit, before he finally gave a shrug.

"Well, when in Rome..."

He strode out of the crater before running after the others, surprisingly fast for a boy of his apparent age. Rasa kept pace, her hand still on his arm and her shadow out and around, shrouding the trio in a veil of absolute darkness.
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'Th' bettair part ae valour is discretion; in the which better part Ah've saved my life,' Emily murmured, quoting Falstaff. She considered her options for a few seconds before simply breaking into a quick flight into the woods, keeping pace with Chevalier and hovering low to the ground for lesser visibility, but lamenting the fact that the constant glow provided by her metahuman powers had already shimmered into existence. Any direct impressiveness that her ability to glow like a beacon once held had long since been lost under the weight of sheer utility. Stealth was difficult if you glowed.
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Eric kept pace with Colonel Star as best he could.

"Not wanting to sound negative here, but you do know the guys we're running to right? Am I just swapping being locked up by the bad guys for being locked up by the good guys?"
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