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Adam just nodds. Aye, any directions as goo' as another far's I'm concerned
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Aaron remains confused about this whole affair, wondering what he can do before finding the brain- and even then he wonders.
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Unfortunately, Aaron's attempt is hampered by an inability to focus the energies of his ring on anything specific. You'll need to find something more specific to target your ability on.
__________________You head towards the skyscrapers. As you near them, you begin to notice a subtle shift in the climate, as the heat becomes more dry. This area is relatively clear of the white blood cell infestation. The remnants of the cells are being investigated by men in biological containment suits. Crowds of people are rushing around, sometimes stopping to stare at one of the skyscrapers. Soldiers and police are patrolling, mopping up the few surviving cells and trying to stop looters and keep order. The language is unrecognizable to all of you but Kaitlyn, although you assume it is something Middle Eastern judging by the skin colour and dress of the majority of the people. There is something going on that is distracting them, even from the shifting scenery around them. |
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Adam just sort of shrugs as they enter a part of the world thousands of miles away. After how the day was going he couldn't be surprised by much of anything. Right now he takes a look around the area, seeing if he can find any pants that look like they may fit, if even there a little short or snug.
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"Damn. This is something middle eastern. Um..." She seems indecisive, then swears "YOu guys find something better, I will be... right back..."
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"Don't look at me," Aaron responds as he looks around. So, what was this connected too? He only knew what to do when he found the destination, not in the meantime.
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Adam notices a trendy clothing store getting looted, and decides to take a pair of pants. The crowds are mostly congregating to a spot a few blocks to the southeast. |
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Covered in soot and with grazed arms, the electric lass turns up shortly after, crying "I... I need help. That building..! Hundreds of people... Going to fall... Not... fast enough..." She pants for a few more seconds "Can either of you keep the building from falling somehow? Gotta save more!" Not waiting for a reply she takes off again toward the building, people turning up outside in a flash every few seconds as she pulls them from the doomed building. |
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When she says that, Gar runs over immediately and looks for the building. He's strong, but he isnt sure how long he can hold it up, or how big it is. He just prays he can do it.
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The building is a few blocks down, though. You'll probably need some way to get there faster. The roving crowds make commandeering a vehicle a bad option.
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"I don't think im going to make it in time." he says, trying to still run while doing so while avoiding the people on the street. "If someone can do something do it"
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Adam knew there was nothing he could do to help the giant move faster. But he could get himself there quickly, and maybe then he could help.
__________________The Irishman dives into the nearest shadow and disappears. An instant later he is coming out of another shadow halfway down the street, bits of frost clinging to his body. He dives again, coming out next to the building. Now came the tricky part, since he had never done anything like this before. Gathering his will Tromlui gathered the shadows around him as though they were alive. As they rushed forward he willed them into supporting beams, nothing fancy but enough to try holding it up for just a little longer. Last edited by Mcderth; 06-11-2011 at 09:41 PM. Reason: Changed via DM approval |
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Shadows gather around the building, rising up in umbrous pillars that support the damaged structure. The crowds begin to panic, but gradually return when they notice that the shadows are holding the building up and keeping it from collapsing. Adam falls to his knees as more raw power flows through him than he has ever used, but the pillars hold, at least for now.
__________________Meanwhile, Kaitlyn barely notices the pillars going up, except for a sixth sense that tells her the building's structural integrity is better than before. She is going all out to evacuate as many people as possible. Several people are buried beneath rubble she can't easily move, while of the many others there are those who have disabilities that make them harder to evacuate. Still, with the aid of those still in and the various firemen trying to evacuate the place, there seems a better chance than ever of getting the building cleared. Aaron and Garfield finally make it to the building after negotiating the crowds. They saw the rising shadows from a distance and made for them. It seemed that others saw them too, and the curious crowds are even greater than they were when the building was merely a tragedy waiting to happen. It appears that even the mob can appreciate the appearance of hope, even in so dark a form. |
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Kaityln sticks her head out of the wall near the shadow guy too tired to pay much attention to the darkness "I got all the easy ones out, but things are about to get a bit dangerous. Im gonna have to start blowing out walls to get the last guys out in time. Hold on okay, not much longer!"
__________________She vanishes back inside, heading to the top floor. After buzzing through the wall to make sure she isn't killing one to save another, she aims a careful black of electricity at the wall, blasting it away so she can reach the person inside. She then rushes him downstairs. She does this three or four more times, panting heavily now, her electric nature seeming dimmer from the energy used. She will keep going as long as she can though. She picks her blasts carefully though, trying to only blow out walls that seem to be mostly damaged anyway, trying not to destabilise the building too much in the process. |
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