Heroes: The Rise of Omnicorp

[LadyTevar]

The verbal comments and body language said he was definitely under the affects of the Ancient Secret of Womankind. The little twitch he was exhibiting meant that some of the armor had gotten a little too tight in places. Empathically, however... he was dead. Tachyon's shroud couldn't hide an arousal like that from her, but Sentinel was an empathic dead spot. The idea chilled her.

She could try to touch him, but immediately nixed the idea. If she got the chance to talk to him again, later, she might try it. First, she wanted to get Ghost alone for a chat, with or without Blackheart. Besides, he'd given her far more information than he may have thought he did. "Funny ... Ultima's not even admitted it was a prison transport publicly. You must have interesting resources."

She turned to the side, looking at the base (as much of it showed above ground). "If you would, please ask Dan if he'd be free to talk in a day or two." A hand was ran casually through her hair, pulling it back from her face as she looked over her shoulder at Sentinel. "He can call me for pickup, and pick the site if he choses. Blackheart just wants to ask a few questions about the MetaKiller case Dan was working on."

[Dark Silver]

As she turned, he moved his head back to look at her face, he watched her, and shifted himself slightly. Admittedly, the new suit was more armored, but gave problems with a situation like this. Of course, the cup over his genitals kept things a bit more confined than he normally liked...

"They come from Ultima's internal reports. Dan said you and your team went Black Ops...I assume you haven't been back in contact with your HeadQuarters ever since. As for my sources...well...Ultima is a big agency...and not everything we get is under normal public review."

He watched her look at the base, the single lonely low walled building with the dome roof, that from the sky, looked like another part of the desert terrain, and how she hr hair shined in the afternoon sun. He started sweating, and honestly, he wasn't sure if it was from the heat......or her affect on him.

"I'll be sure to let him know you want to talk to him. I've no doubt he'll want to talk to you also. I hope you'll keep this meeting a secret for now....If you want, you could always win your bet with him....."

Oddly enough, he wasn't angry she mentioned Blackheart's name. He guessed it was only proper, a woman of heathly carnal appetites like her would gravitate to someone who could give it to her when she wanted....he was oddly enough...happy for her.

"If you'll excuse me ma'am, I must get back to my base. I've paperwork to file, and superiors to report to."

With that, his body was outlined with the gentle blue glow, and he lifted off of the sand. He glided towards the base, and stopped at the entrance lift, looking over his shoulder at her one last time.


"Good bye Lei..." he said under his breath, being sure he was far enough away that she couldn't overhear him."

[LadyTevar]

Argent gave him credit for a strong will as he floated away. Probably so he doesn't give into temptation. When he looked back, she had already resumed her dragon form, meeting his gaze once more before she snaked over to a slip of shadow and vanished.


Blackheart was much easier to find, walking up the street to her house. Once again, she appeared in the shadow on the ground. "You win. Can we talk about this without the others for a moment?"

[Cynical Cat]

"Alright," he said. "What's on your mind?"

[LadyTevar]

She started out of the shadow... then paused. "May I teleport you somewhere more private?"

[Cynical Cat]

"Go ahead."

[LadyTevar]

Argent carefully wrapped herself around him and took him between. Eight heartbeats, long enough to cross the nation, before they emerged in the dim light of a studio apartment that smelled of Chinese cooking.

"I think you know what I found," she said, resuming human form. In the background music was playing, and she absently took note of what song it was.

[Cynical Cat]

"Don't play games," said Blackheart. "What did you find?"

[LadyTevar]

"Ghost's now part of the new Guardian Force," Argent answered, leaving off the 'you were right' as she walked behind the L-shaped counter to the fridge and pulled out two bottles of green tea, setting one on the counter in silent offering to him. "I wish I had stronger," she apologized. "They've a base out in the wilderness beyond Vegas. Ghost said he was given the option by his bosses, to keep him out of the way." She paused, taking a sip of the tea. Nevada was hot and dry. "He was very pissed over it."

[Cynical Cat]

"I believe that story not at all," said Blackheart. "Saibot wouldn't have been running around with US military super weapons if Guardian Force was US Military. They would have snapped them right up when Ultima grabbed him. His pal is Saibot, or suspiciously Saibot-like, isn't he?"

[LadyTevar]

"I never got to see Sentinel's face. He never opened his mask," which wasn't surprising, the Guardians themselves never removed their masks in public. "If he's telling the truth, he's got a link to Ultima, or his 'bosses' do. He claimed Ultima had identified some of the remains from the explosion as Saibot." She frowned sourly at her drink, as the song in the background changed.

"The problem is, I can't tell if he was lying or not. He was a blank emotionally; I'm thinking a psi-block of some kind."

[Cynical Cat]

"I would know if we had a certainly on Saibot's body. Pieces don't count since he's a regen meta like I am. Was Ghost psi blocked? And was the other guy Saibot size?"

[LadyTevar]

Argent took another sip of the tea before answering. It let her clear her thoughts and try to recall the scene better. "I could read Ghost clearly. Might be from the link, and it might be because he'd opened his mask to talk to me as soon as he saw me." Either were good explanations to her mind.

"I tried the oldest trick in the book to see if I could break through," she added, and blurred into shadow for a moment, before reforming in the bikini.

[Cynical Cat]

"Nice," he said. "How big was the other guy?"

[LadyTevar]

She shimmered back into the jeans and babydoll shirt she'd been wearing. "I got a better reaction out of him than you," she sighed.

"The armor made him bulkier, but he was about Saibot's size. I couldn't get him to undress to make sure." The sarcasm was starting to make its appearance, as she played devil's advocate. "Saibot really didn't have that much to make him stand out otherwise. I couldn't tell for sure." She'd lived with the man, slept with the man, for several months.

"Could it be him? I really don't know. He was interested when I mentioned I knew where the box and saber were. He said the 'tech team' and his bosses would like to have them back."

[Cynical Cat]

Blackheart snickered. "I'm sure they would, whoever they are. They can just file a request with Ultima declaring who they are and proving that they are rightfully theirs. Since Norse Hel will heat up first, the other option is to talk to me. Face to face."

[LadyTevar]

"I'm assuming you'll want me there, to try to break through the psi-block?" she replied, finishing her tea. Since he'd not touched his, she opened that bottle and started drinking it as well. "It's a good one. I could tell he was ... impressed ... by the bikini and getting very uncomfortable in his armored pants, but I sensed nothing. Saibot ........ may not have been able to resist."

[Cynical Cat]

"No," he said. "I don't. We go back and talk to the team and fill them in on everything. I have my axes to grind against Saibot. I want other eyes on this so that if I'm seeing what I expect to see I can be yanked back before doing something stupid. We can always phone Ghost if we want to talk to them."

[LadyTevar]

She looked down into the bottle gloomily. "I really don't want it to be Saibot, Da... Blackheart. I would really rather he was dead." It was the most honest she'd ever been with him, outside the bedroom.

[Cynical Cat]

"Doesn't matter what we feel," said Blackheart. "People die if we don't do our jobs right. Sometimes even when we do them right. But what's worse is doing them wrong or not doing them at all."

[LadyTevar]

She fiddled with the half-empty bottle, as if the tea inside would have a better answer, before sighing and setting it on the counter. "I hate it when you're right," she muttered, walking over to grab a pad of paper and a pen. "Before we leave here, I need to order another suit," she explained as she uncapped the pen and started calligraphing elegant Chinese characters. "I can get something made for Alexander, as well as anyone else needing a new set."

[Cynical Cat]

"First things first," he said. "Get us back to the house so I can fill in the rest of the team."

[LadyTevar]

"Very well," she said, finishing the third and last graceful line of calligraphy, before capping the pen and folding the paper. A shadow stretched up by the stereo, and reprogramed the songs, leaving it playing as Argent left the paper laying on the counter. "I should have an answer later today," she said, as the first new song started playing in the background. "Shall we go?"

Again, she waited for his answer, so as not to port him against his will.

[Cynical Cat]

"Yes."

[LadyTevar]

"Just making sure," she teased, already in her dragonform. "I don't want to go without your permission." Her silver eyes shone with devilment as she took them between[/b], amusement drifting into the blackness around them.

***

She emerged in the familyroom, carefully setting Blackheart down before resuming human form. "Blackheart was right... again," she announced to the rest of the team.