Heroes: Shadows over Millenium

[Charon]

Legacies considered Argent's words. "Well then Gravitas simply did something before we could then." Then he saw Rock running, without another word Legacies leaped out the window, landing hard in front of the meta the silver figure had once again regained it's horrific appearance. Legacies was hiding well that he was still very weak as the rictus grin stared at Rock.

"We suggest you surrender human. If the god behind you doesn't kill you we are likely to."

[LadyTevar]

"Legaceeeeeee...!" Argent shouted, startled as the silver meta jumped out the window, darting forward herself and molting into the shadowdragon. Yet it was unneeded, as Legacies made his stand in front of the golem.

Thus, the shadowdragon stopped her dive, floating down to hover on the golem's flank, preventing escape in that direction, her silver eyes glaring at the rocky form. "it's over..." the dragon hissed.

[Comrade Tortoise]

It was then that Avatar managed to arrive. He had hit a morning fog bank and slammed into a building before he could correct his course. WHich in his current human form, was not particularly pleasant. He was shaken, and bruised but otherwise OK when he arrived and landed

Then he looked at the golem and concentrated. He used air pressure to force him up several feet so he couldnt run at all, or even get the leverage needed to fight back at all, at least physicially

(OOC: Damn, this game is either dead, or moves 3 pages in a couple hours. And hey, I figure I have to think of some reason I wasnt there)

[B4UTRUST]

OoC: It wasn't an hour...closer to a day or two actually..

IC:

Quake's head rocked as Blackheart's Fist of Justice(tm) impacted into his face. The force knocked him over the railing of the fire escape and onto the ground below, almost a story down. There was no scream or moan of pain as the man's body collided with the ground below. For a brief second it looked like he woud get up and try to run when his arms briefly began to push him up. They collapsed under him again and he fell into unconciousness.

Rock had no options of escape. He was held suspended in midair and surrounded by enemies. The golem legs continued to run comically however as he put his hands up.
"I give up! I give up!"

[SirNitram]

Good. Gravitas spoke when he caught up with Rock. His voice gradually dropped back towards normal. "Legacies. Do you think you can do the honours with this one?" A pause. "No concrete around him, though." The Nova was mentally exhausted; he'd probably be able to cause more damage, but the adrenaline rush had taken it's toll.

[Rukia]

Emmline had been frantically trying to get Garth and Blast up since the others left they could find out where they were where she couldn't. "Too much to drunk my ass..." She growled to herself. She had tried every nice way she could think of to wake the men up and nothing was working. She gave up and decided to stand over Garth grabing him by the lapels and shaking him. "Get up you big Lummox! The team has left. Heloooooo! Fighting distruction all that stuff you.... Aww nevermind... Forget it." She jumped off the couch and walked to the bedroom where Blackheart had put Blast. She stood at the end of the bed and "yelled" -HEY DUDE! WAKE. UP!-

[LadyTevar]

The shadowdragon remained hovering in midair. "Avatar... could you handle him? The police are waiting in front of the building for him, and Blackheart is -that- way." The buzzing of Blackheart's tumor was enough to tell her what direction he was in, and she was sure Avatar and Blackheart could handle it from here.

She was more worried about the two 'old men' of the group. Somehow, she figured that neither would want company around when they collapsed. "Legacies, Gravitas, let me give you two a lift..."

She did not wait for them to refuse, her wings snapping out and absorbing them, teleporting them ....

.... to a nicely appointed studio apartment, setting them gently down in the living room area. If the windows weren't tinted, they might be able to pinpoint the place exactly, but the smell of Chinese cooking wafting up from below gave a large clue. The feminine decor, the mix of fire and oriental motifs in the few paintings and knicknacks might also hint at what this place was: a safehouse for her former partner and herself.

"There should still be drinks in the fridge, and I can get food from below," Lei spoke softly, fully expecting at least Legacies to get pissy at her high-handedness. "You both are exhausted, wounded, and better that it just be the three of us than the whole team seeing you both collapse. Somehow... I don't think either of you want them to see that."

[Charon]

Legacies slowly sank to his knees, the silver form melting down over , leaving small gaps in the suit revealing naked flesh. There was a small pool of symbiote beneath him. The shield over Legacies emotions snapped back into place once again as he rested.

"That was far too close for comfort..."

[SirNitram]

"I will recover." Gravitas said slowly, leaning against a wall and closing his eyes. "I just... Need some time. Lei.. I'd stop listening to emotions if I were you. Right now." He urged.

[LadyTevar]

"I will screen myself as best I can..." Lei said, a shadow tendril reaching over to activate a preset list of music. "I'm letting my landlord know I am here, and that I want no company of any kind," she explained as the music started playing, softer than normal but still rigged so certain people would get the message down below. "If you would like food, I can still order something."

Both of them were crashing, collapsing ... and trusting her enough to do so. It worried her, and at the same time made her feel like a larger part of the team. "I think I remember Blackheart's phone number... what do you want me to tell him before he worries?"

[Cynical Cat]

Blackheart dragged Quake's unconcious ass back towards the cops. "Where in Chernobog's black hell is the rest of my team?" he muttered. "Did the 'porter decide to have a picnic in the Crimea?"

[SirNitram]

"Feel free to say the truth about me." Gravitas murmured. "Some internal organ damage, deaf in one ear, and alot of memories coming to the surface that shouldn't."

A pause, and a small smile. "If Legacies would rather not say so, he can always be with you to try and keep me from destroying any cities."

[Charon]

Legacies looked up, one of his eyes visible.

"The truth. And that we shall return in a few minutes."

[LadyTevar]

At the last comment, Lei's lips twitched, as if trying not to snigger. "Legacies... it will take Gravitas more than a few minutes to recover," she stated calmly, allowing him his dignity. "You may as well rest until he is able to move."

And she excused herself to one of two 'rooms' blocked off from the rest of the apartment by decorative paneling, so she could make a fast phonecall.

Please let her be right... please let him have the phone... *Ringringring* goes Blackheart's number.

[Cynical Cat]

Blackheart felt his phone vibrate. The agent opened the armoured pocket and flipped it open. "Hello?"

[LadyTevar]

"It's Lei..." thankfully she was holding the phone to her *good* ear. Hopefully Blackheart was too. "Legacies and Gravitas have asked to be given time to recover, and I've taken them someplace private." She paused, wondering what to add...

"David... they're both about to collapse... and too proud to be seen like that."

[Cynical Cat]

"Don't call me David," he said absently. David was the boy no one wanted to keep, the name on lease and a paycheck. It wasn't him. "Did you take them to medical?"

[LadyTevar]

"Don't call me David," he said absently. David was the boy no one wanted to keep, the name on lease and a paycheck. It wasn't him. "Did you take them to medical?"

Medical. Yeah... she could have done that... Whoops. "Sorry... no." She sheepishly answered. "I'm still getting used to the idea of *having* a medical facility. They're at a safehouse."

[Cynical Cat]

The joys of an untrained team. "How bad are they?"

[LadyTevar]

"Legacies is showing human skin..." and half-melted on my carpet. Hope that comes out.... "The God is about to have a nervous breakdown... I'm going to try to soften it if possible."

[Agent Fisher]

Ryan waited until hefelt no more termors. He stood up and decloaked, just as a team from ESU was sweeping the building. He put his hands up and tried to speak in what he hoped was a normal level voice.

"I'm an agent from Ultima. I'm deaf. Give me something to write with and take me to Agent Blackheart."

The ESU team relieved him of his weapons until they could check out his story and escorted him to Blackheart after giving him a pen and a pad of paper.

Ryan saw Blackheart and headed in his direction.

[Cynical Cat]

Blackheart saw Ryan approach and acknowledged him with a gesture. "Sounds bad. Can you 'port them to medical?"

[Agent Fisher]

Ryan saw Blackheart was on the phone. He wrote on the pad of paper.

"Whats the score, Boss?"

[SirNitram]

Gravitas just sat quietly where he was. He hadn't actually asked to be 'ported away, but had gone. One true similarity between him and the Gods of ancient myth was that his emotions ran high. The bank had reminded him all too starkly of lives he had taken, and lives he had failed to save, throughout his life. The great Nova, so calm and powerful, was crying.

[LadyTevar]

At that, Lei walked back into the main area. "Blackheart wants to know if I should take either of you to Medical." She looked at Legacies for his answer, trying to raise her shields stronger against Gravitas' emotional turmoil. "Gravitas is .... crying...." she softly informed Blackheart.