[ We find Our Heroes just arriving in the parking lot of the school in New York, with the intent of picking up Daegal, who's been spending after-school time with M, but probably not in the way he'd like most. Session Start! ] ( ... didn't I meet up with them at the end of last session? ) ( ...yes. Yes you did. ) ( RETCON! ) [ Lemme give that another shot; ] [ We find Our Heroes just arriving in the parking lot outside of the apartment where The Geek lives. Yes, that's his official title, now. They're prolly gonna head home, now. Session start! ] ( Ah, if only Marvel could retcon the SpiderClone saga this easily. ) ( We like to pretend it doesn't exist. ) ... so who's left to investigate, now? Um.. Where's Bob? * Miya looks around. "I don't know? Where did he go, anyway?" ( I can retcon lots of stuff. ^_^_v Which is prolly why I like this version of the Marvelverse better. ) Didn't you guys say he went to the bathroom or somethin'? Yeah, but he should be back by now. * Daegal nods... "Maybe there's a line?" * Daegal looks around. Anyplace nearby where Bob might've gone? He said he was goin' to the gas station. Pretty weird place to go to the bathroom, but... [ You see no bob. There is a corner gas station in view, tho; maybe they have bathrooms that're decently clean. Or maybe they don't, and Bob is fighting for his life against a super-evolved urinal. ] * Miya points. "Um. Maybe he went there. We could ask." Yeah. Ehhhh... Yeah, he's probably there. Worth a shot. Could just be his stomach doin' flip-flops. Or he got eaten by some hyper-evolved mold in the bathroom. * Miya nods. She jogs over to the gas station. I never got how people got sick from food, but okay. * Eric jogs after Miya. [ Miya continues to see no Bob. ] * Daegal jogs after them. (;_;) [ Same for youseguys. ] * Eric starts lookin' for the bathroom. * Miya reaches the station and looks around. "Bob?" She decides to head into the gas station convenience store place thing whatever it is they call it. * Daegal follows. "Maybe one of the gas station guys saw 'em... could've just wandered off." [ Miya walks in! And sees a corner store. There's restrooms in the back. ] * Miya looks around, then goes to the register guy. "Um, excuse me?" * Eric follows as well! [ The man behind the counter looks up. "Yes?" he asks, in a thickly accented voice. ] Um. We're looking for somebody, and we think he came in here. A friend of ours. About... um... * Miya points at Eric. "As old as he is, and a couple inches taller... oh, with brown hair and eyes. Did he come in here?" Woulda been asking to use the bathroom, prolly. * Miya nodnods. [ "Yes, he did," he says, "And he left, too, so I do not think I can help you unless you wish to buy something." ] Oh. Okay. Thanks. * Miya leaves without buying anything. * Daegal nods. "Thanks." * Daegal follows Miya out. "... crap. Where the hell did he go? S'not like he coulda gotten mugged." I- I dunno. Maybe he went home? * Eric looks around, and manages to resist the urge buying something. He leaves. "Unlikely. But he coulda gotten tricked? He's not the wisest person out here, ya know." I guess. * Miya tilts her head. "But it's not like anybody can really hurt him anyway." I say we call the Prof. Let's see if Dr. X can find'em. * Miya nodnods. * Daegal nods, and starts back towards the car. * Miya heads back, too. [You all reach the car! And it's even still there when you get to it!] * Eric makes sure there's no dings on the car. (Yay!) ... this would prolly be a good time to mention that the Hellfire Club lady said her friends from the movie theater were gonna be coming after us again. Yes? * Eric starts the car up, seemingly absorbed in the sound of the engine. "Eh? Well, if they want some, they can come'n'get it." Yeah. I'll explain after we talk to Chucky. * Eric puts the 'cuda into gear and starts driving home real fast-like. * Miya settles back for a ride involving much speeding. [ On the road again! You've still got a few minutes 'till you arrive, tho. ] * Miya keeps an eye out for any Bobs. * Eric doesn't. He's too busy guiding their vehicle of DOOM. Anyway... like I said, I talked to Monet. Nice lady. Very polite. Complete psycho. Oh. She was going to kill everybody in the school? Nah. Just the guys who have an affinity for psycho chicks. Not that kinda psycho. She's evil. Real evil. In that kinda polite, calm sorta way that's really creepy. That's... scary. So... she's like an evil mastermind? Like if Eric were evil! And ate less. And a girl. And prettier. * Miya thinks. "And more polite..." ... Eh? What was that? * Eric grins and ruffles Miya's hair. * Miya yelps. "Road, road!" What. It's still there. Said the Hellfire Club ain't interested in recruitin' us no more, but that the guys we ran into before were prolly gonna take another shot at us. See actually genuinely seemed like she didn't really like that fact... s'like she thinks doin' things that way's just not cultured enough. * Eric hasn't gone an inch off course. ^_^ * Miya sticks her tongue out at Eric. Well, she's probably not totally psycho, then. Well, they're supposed to be, um, high class and stuff. I think. All snootie, eh? Um, just without the gross parts. Like I said. She ain't psycho like Mullet Boy. s'a different kinda psycho. Kind that apologizes for bein' so messy while stabbin' ya in the back. Mind tricks, eh? Yeah. Couldn't get one freakin' straight answer outta her... and when I called her on all that cryptic bullshit, she actually apologized, but said 'it was necessary'. At least she didn't try kickin' yer ass. It'd be a shame if you went all midieval on her. * Miya nods. "With those spiked balls and chains and swords." * Daegal frowns. "Only got one real answer... asked how her little club was different from the Russian mob. She said somethin' like 'Who said we aren't just like 'em?'" But yeah. The four yahoos are gonna be comin' back for another round. Hopefully, they'll stay long enough for us ta thank 'em properly for last time. We'll do more than that. (We're such a peaceloving group.) (We are!) * Daegal grins. "Well, by 'thank 'em properly', I mean 'shove my foot up their asses'." Sideways. * Miya grumbles, "I still owe them a kick to the face." Boot to the head? Nono. Kick to the face. * Miya looks out the window. "Are we there yet?" Ah, see, I never get that right. Why don't you check for yourself... I'm sure this thing has some sort of GPS system. I just don't get the whole Hellfire Club thing. They're this buncha ultra-rich, snooty, polite mutants... and they get those four dipshits to do recruiting. Makes no freakin' sense. It's upper management. It has to make sense? * Miya giggles. I mean, if they're gonna be evil, least be consistant. s'confusing. It's all part of their evil plot to make your brain go 'splode. Boom. * Eric drives up and... Is there a place to park? [ After a few minutes of breaking every speed law that isn't a part of special relativity, you get back to the mansion! And.. uh-oh, it looks like there's been a scuffle. ] [ Hank, Bobby, and Peter are all lying about the front lawn, and it looks like they've had the crap beat out of them! Standing amongst them is a lovely young lady who looks just fine, thanks. ] * Claire looks just fine! She's awfully beautiful too, and slender and, um... tall. At least 6 feet. She's got short silver hair and similar silver eyes. Currently she's wearing a long black skirt and a sleeveless, half-unbuttoned blouse. Hey! ... ah fuckballs. * Eric blinks once, then twice... He drives up as close as the road'll take him and gets out. "Ah... Shit." * Miya unbuckles, jumps out of the car, and vanishes, reappearing right in front of the girl. "What'd you do?" she demands, glaring up at her. Way up at her. * Daegal gets out of the car as well, then blinks as Miya teleports right up to the girl. "Ah shit... c'mon, Eric!" *charges* [ "M-miya, no," says Hank in a "I've had the crap beat out of me" way. "It's... too... dangerous!" ] * Claire blinks a bit, and stares down at Miya. Way down. "I showed them what happens when they don't listen to me. Maybe you'll be brighter, and hear my demands." * Eric runs up to her, his hands glowing blue. "Yeah. What just happened?" * Miya blinks, but doesn't back down. "Demands?" * Claire nods. "That's right." She looks over at Eric. "You, get me a danish." And then to Daegal. "And you, a glass of orange juice." She looks back down at Miya. "And you... I have special plans for you." Show me where a good shopping mall is. ... I got a demand. Stick your head between your legs and kick your fucking ass goodbye. * Miya looks at her blankly for a moment. "A shopping mall?" * Eric pauses and laughs. "A danish? Is that what this's over?" Well, I guess if she's hungry... Speaking of which, I could go for a few... dozen. [ Peter sounds like he's snerking, but you can't quite tell. ] What kinda fucking dipshit beats people up 'cause they won't get her some juice? What're you, ninety? You can't go to the freakin' fridge yourself? You stupid or somethin'? Nobody ever taught ya ta use a juice carton? * Claire nods to Daegal. "On second thought, I changed my mind..." Get me a glass of lemonade instead. * Miya sighs. "Make sure she doesn't beat them up anymore." She disappears in that white flash. * Daegal growls. "Lady, I dunno who the hell you are, but I wouldn't spit on your face if your nose was on fire, much less getcha lemonade." ( "With extra sugar!" "*gasp!* You fiend!" ) * Eric folds his arms. "What's your real business here?" ( Yes folks, it's Daegal! Diplomat extraordinaire! ) * Eric is also looking *up* at Claire. * Daegal is just as tall as Claire, so he's just looking *at* her! HA! * Claire shrugs at Eric. "To take over the world, of course. What else do supervillians do? Oh, is that it? But first, I want that danish. ... this look like a Dunkin' Fuckin' Donuts? And make sure it doesn't have powdered sugar. * Eric starts tossing a small ball of plasma in his hand. "Well, I could comply, but that would make me an accessory to a crime, wouldn't it?" * Miya reppears with an armful of danishes and a glass of lemonade. She hands the lemonade to Claire. * Miya hands a danish to her, too. * Miya gives the rest to Eric. * Eric looks at the danishes and grins. The plasma goes away as he starts eating those danishes disturbingly fast. Thanks *chomp* Miya. * Claire takes the danish and the lemonade, sampling each. She nods approvingly. "Good." * Miya looks away from Eric and to the girl. "So, um. Did they just not want to take you shopping or something?" She points at the guys. (The full grown guys.) (The full grown guys who may or may not be in spandex.) Oh, they stubbornly refused to help. * Claire points at Peter. "'You vill not have a danish!' he said. I showed him." Gee, I wonder why... what with your winnin' personality/ * Miya giggles. Yeah. *chomp* I wonder why they'd *chomp* be mad at you. * Claire ignores Daegal and points to Hank. "And that one personally destroyed all the maps in the place when I told him to show me a shopping mall." * Miya laughs. * Daegal looks back at Eric and shrugs his shoulders questioningly. * Eric finishes off the danishes in record time. Really, that guy should go to Coney Island some time. [ "I did," said Hank, "And I'd do it again to stop you, villain!" ] * Claire points at Bobby. "And that one refused to put ice in my drink!" How mean! So, tell me. How much of this is a game and how much isn't? * Miya goes over to Bobby and pokes him in the side with her foot. * Claire shrugs and bites the danish again. "Well, I was kinda getting hungry." [ At this point, poor Peter can't hold it in any more, and he cracks up. ] Daegal! ... gee, guys. This has been loads of fun. Why don't we just keep going? I mean, the fact that we just drove up here to tell ya that BOB FUCKING VANISHED ain't important. * Miya blinks. [ Hank looks up. "Bob what?" ] Yeah. He went to the bathroom and never came back. Vanished. Disappeared. Walked off to find a bathroom, and went poof. * Miya seems to shrink in on herself. "He... um, yeah," she says in a very small voice. * Claire sighs. "Ah well, fun while it lasted." She finishes the danish. I swear, those gas stations should take better care of their toiletries. Oh, and the Hellfire Club's gonna be sendin' goons after us again. They got an agent in that school we're investigatin'. Um, lesse... Oh, and the two leads we had were duds. Well, we don't know about Gary. Exactly. Yeah, but I bet after his nosebleed after seein' you, he'da spilled anythin'. * Miya wrinkles her nose. "Nuh uh. Daegal showed up and he got scared." If he was scared, don'tya think he'd have tried to fight us? We can worry 'bout that later. We gotta tell Chuckles about Bob. [ "Oh, great," says Hank. ] * Miya blushes. "Why? He might not want anybody to- um, yeah." [ "Yeah, 's a good idea. Oh, and this Claire. She's gonna be with you guys, now." ] Oh. * Claire waves and smiles. "I'm evil, but don't mind me." * Miya turns to Claire and looks up at her. "Um, hi. I'm Miya Yoritomi. I hope you liked the lemonade." * Daegal steps over the not-so-beaten bodies and heads for the house. "Hey Claire. Sorry 'bout the insults. Further apology later." *walks off into the house* * Claire watches Daegal for a minute expressionlessly, then turns back to Miya. "It's good. Thanks." * Miya nods. "That's good. Um, I think I have to see the professor now." She scurries after Daegal. [ The professor is in his office, exactly like you'd think. He isn't laughing, so he prolly wan't in on the joke. ] * Eric semi-salutes Claire, looking at her a little strangely at first. "I'm Eric. Nice to meetcha. Gotta head off, though." He runs into the mansion. * Claire sighs and shakes her head. "So much for that." [ Bobby sighs. "Man. No sense of humor." ] 'ey Prof. Hellfire Club's gonna be sendin' goons after us from now on, they got an agent in the school looking for the psychic kid, and Bob up'n disappeared. [ "Hello, Dae... erm. One thing at a time, please?" ] Okay. Bob disappeared. Poof. Went to the bathroom, never came back. We couldn't find him. [ "Very well. I'll look for him with Cerebro soon." ] [ "Next?" ] * Daegal blinks. "'Soon?' Wouldn't 'right after this' make a bit more sense?" [ "That's what I mean by 'Soon', Daegal," says the professor without seeming irritated. Well, much. ] Ah, okay. *rubs the back of his neck* Sorry 'bout that. Sensei always said I had a helluva temper, and losin' Bob ain't helpin' it. (Since he's bald, you can see all the veins on his forehead throbbing.) [ The professor nods. "That, too, is something we can work on here. But, what else did you say at first?" ] * Daegal coughs. "Anyway... there's a Hellfire Club lady posin' as a teacher in the school. Monet something. Didn't say as much, but she's prolly lookin' for the psychic kid." * Miya catches up about now and peeks into the room. She's the one that came by the house the day your brother and Thor stopped by. * Miya comments, "She's not that much older than us." [ "Hmmm. Interesting." ] I had a little chat with 'er while Miya'n Eric talked to one of the kids... she said the Hellfire Club ain't tryin' to recruit us no more, and that the dipshits who attacked us in the movie theater'd be coming after us again. * Daegal mutters. "Real piece'a work, that lady." [ The professor looks contemplative. "Odd. I wonder why... hm. I'll try to figure out why the Hellfire Club would be using such ususual tactics. I may even have a person or two I can talk to about it. But first, I will go and search for Bob. Please excuse me?" ] * Daegal nods. * Miya scoots out of the professor's way, if she's even in the professor's way. * Daegal rubs his head. "I'm gettin' too old for this shit." * Eric catches up, and the reason he's late becomes apparent. He's drinking a gallon of milk as he walks into the room. Yeah, out of the bottle. "Daegal explaining everything? You're getting to old for it?" He chuckles. * Miya looks at Daegal oddly. [ The prof hovers out of the room on his cool-ass chair. ] (Too cool for you!) * Eric looks at the chair. "I still have to figure out how that thing works." You can ask. * Miya blinks. "Oh! Claire! I've been so rude." She rushes off, looking for her. Yeah, but that's no fun. *grin* * Daegal walks out. "Better go finish apologizin'..." * Claire is right outside, funnily enough. Eh? Oh, right. *He heads down to where Claire was.* * Miya nearly bumps into her. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to run off on you like that!" You guys sure know how to make a gal feel welcome. You shouldn't run like that. You're gonna chip your tooth someday. * Miya looks very, very embarrassed. "Will not," she mutters. Anyway, sorry for the hasty introduction. * Daegal pauses for a moment, then extends a The Hand of Friendship (TM) to Claire. "Like I said before, sorry 'bout all the insults. One of the guys that was with us disappeared, and I was kinda on edge... and I got a damn lousy temper to begin with." *grins somewhat embarassedly* * Claire shakes Daegal's hand smiling. "It's okay. I'll get you back for it sometime." Just do what everyone else around here does. Kick me in the head. * Eric smirks. "You can say that again. So, you wanted to go shopping? Or do ya think we should wait for the prof to check on Bob with Cerebo?" Daegal Redd, by the way. Funny name. s'Russian. Pops was born over there. Funny, you don't look like you're rushin' anywhere. *grin* That... was really, really bad. Really. Bad. * Daegal reaches back, grabs Eric in a headlock, and noogies him mercilessly. * Claire chuckles. * Eric gets noogied. "Oh, just you wait. I'll get you yet!" You could, um, put worms in his food Yeah, but I think he'd like that. * Daegal lets Eric go. "Worms? Nah. Now linguini... that's some good stuff." See, he doesn't like them. My full name's Eric Vallejo anyways. Nice to meet you... And I'll have to remember that. Claire Cardinaux. It's a pleasure. Of sorts. * Miya blinks. "That sounds French. I think." She blinks again. "Of sorts?" I promise, I ain't nearly as rude norma- well, actually, I am... but I ain't nearly as foul-mouthed nor- well, I'm that too... * Claire smiles at Miya. "Well, I can't very well know for sure until I get to know you better, can I? And you're right, it's French." * Daegal ponders for a moment, seemingly a bit confused. * Miya smiles nervously and looks at the floor. "I guess not." She brightens. "Oh! You should meet Remy! He's French! Kind of." Kind of? French, hmm? That mean I get to rib ya about Waterloo? *grins* * Claire returns the grin. "Only if I can call you a commie-bastard." I prefer leftist-pinko-commie-bastard, but that's okay too. Yeah. * Miya thinks. "I mean, um... I'm not sure how it works. But he knows French. But he's not really French." Remy the one from Louisiana? * Claire shrugs. "Don't have to be French to know French. * Eric smirks. "French? Heh, yeah. I'm an example of that." * Miya scrunches her face in thought, then nods at Daegal. * Claire says in Japanese, "" Her accent is dead-on, Tokyo dialect, etc... Ah. He's... what're they called... Creole or somethin'. * Miya blinkblinks at Claire, then responds in Japanese, but with a markedly different accent and dialect, "" * Eric raises an eyebrow. "So, what're ya. A linguist?" * Claire blinks at Daegal. "Oh! You mean fake French." You say potato, I say Creole. Linguist? Not really. I only speak a couple of languages. Well, if you only speak a couple, wouldn't that mean you only speak Japanese and English then? As a couple constitutes two, and you only speak that amount. ("The number of languages you shall speak are three.") I only know the Japanese I learned gettin' whomped by my sensei. ( Man, what is it with muties and picking apart grammar today? ) * Claire smiles at Eric and says something in a language that's neither English nor Japanese. ( So Daegal probably knows a few curses, "hurt", "ow", and about 9 different ways to give death threats :P ) Heck, I ain't that great at English, either. I mostly speak New Yawker. * Eric chuckles. "Never heard that before." Make that a couple more. Yeah, that's what I figured. * Miya fidgets. Something wrong Miya? Just, um... can we go do something? Yeah. What do you want to do, eh? * Miya bites her lip. "I dunno." She eyes Daegal. "I still need to kick him in the face." * Claire ponders. "Let's look for an arcade." For what? I've lost track... *grin* Let me help. Hey! * Miya steps on Daegal's foot. * Daegal hops. "I think you missed my face." *sticks out his tongue at Miya* * Claire shrugs. "Or beat him up. Whatever." Well... if you want *arcade*... What do you do, anways? I heal fast, so beating me up is something of a hobby around here. * Eric has a wicked grin on his face. * Miya steps on Daegal's other foot and sticks her tongue out at him. * Claire points at Daegal. "I can help beat him up if you want." * Daegal hops from foot to foot. Well, yeah. Anyone can do that. * Miya giggles. I mean, why are you here? 'Cause you guys ran up here so fast. * Miya thinks. "We'll find out. Race you there!" She disappears. Where did Miya just head off to? * Claire stares at the spot Miya was at. ".... Um...." She looks at the others. "Okay, where?" Danger Room, prolly. * Eric shrugs. "Yeah. 's what I figured, just wanted a second opinion. Follow us Claire." * Eric starts heading to the Danger Room. * Claire boggles. "Okay." She follows. Danger room, huh... Do they keep toxic waste in there, or something? ("Only sometimes.") You'll find out when you get there. Are you good in a fight? Danger Room's the trainin' place 'round here. Got this cool holographic stuff where you can fight things. Uh... [Claire and Eric reach the danger room! Or the door to the danger room. Or the door to the control room to the danger room. Yeah, that's the most accurate. Daegal ran off due to a phone call from his sensei who hopefully wanted to chat and not report that he's been kidnapped by the Foot Clan.] [This leaves Eric with the hawtest of his female classmates, and maybe another one (who's probably just behind that door), though not as pretty! The sucker- er, lucky guy. Let's see how they're doin'.] You know, that's the first time a guy ever asked me that. * Eric hits the 'enter' button. "Asked you what?" Whether I can fight. [The door... opens! There's light inside! And a Miya, who's pressing the buttons in semi-random confusion.] Well, it's a pre- Good god Miya, what are you doing? It's not working! I didn't mean to break anything, honest! Not exactly the first question guys usually ask girls, you know? * Claire peers in. * Eric runs in and chuckles. "Well, I don't want to be rude or anything, but if what my sister does to guys is any indication... Let's just say I'm cautious around girls, eh?" He starts checking over the schematics. * Claire folds her arms and smirks. "Sure. I'd beat you down anyhow." * Miya presses the open button for the danger room. The door doesn't open. She presses it a few more times, then pouts and kicks at the somewhat delicate machinery (but not really, 'cause Wolvie's been in here, y'know). * Eric frowns. "Dangit! It's busted. I can get it working again, though..." He starts hitting buttons in a not randomish pattern and pulls off a side pannel or two, exposing some wiring which he then proceeds to re-arrange. Um. Are you really sure you should do that? Well, I'll take you up on the challenge later. Yeah, I know what I'm doing. Really. But... they never told us how it works. Really how it works, I mean. * Claire peers. "Fun." * Eric pulls a wire and sparks fly out. "Oh, so *that's* what that is." He adjusts accordingly. * Miya 's eyes widen. "Uh..." She looks at Claire with a very much 'help!' expression. * Claire looks at Miya then grabs Eric's shoulder. "Hey, how about we go find that arcade instead?" * Eric produces a pair of plyers from nowhere and snips some wires, and melds them together with a little heated plastic. "But.. I can get this working. Really." You're gonna get us all in trouble! Yeah. And I just got here. And she just got here! * Miya nodnods. Bah, he's got this wiring all wrong anyways! It'd be more effective t- ... *sigh* Oh, okay. * Eric goes back to reversing the fixes to the panel, and does so with very little trouble. * Miya breathes a sigh of relief. ( Reversing the fixes... :P ) (The "fixes", if you will.) ( translation: Eric rebreaks the machine ) (Exactly.) * Eric puts the pannel back on. "So... any of you know where an arcade is?" Not me. I just got off the plane. * Miya shakes her head. Well that's just great. * Claire shrugs. "Ehh, we'll find one. * Eric scratches his head. "Ya sure? Okay... I'll drive!" ^_^ Okay. * Miya opens the door out. Good thing that works. * Eric heads out and... To the baracuda! * Claire follows! * Eric does that after a short detour to the kitchen. <.< * Miya goes and ends up dragging Eric away from the kitchen. * Eric gets dragged. ;_; * Eric unlocks the doors and gets into the driver's seat. (I find it amusing that Eric's at least seven inches shorter than Claire. ^^;) * Claire gets shotgun! (I'm almost a foot and a half. ^_~) ( Everyone's shorter than Claire. ) * Miya lets her take shotgun. She'd probably squish herself in the back seat. * Claire bumps her head as she climbs in. "... ow." Watch your he- Yeah. Um, watch that. * Miya blinks, then looks to Eric. "Can we take the top down?" I think so. * Claire rubs her head a bit. "If it's not too much trouble... * Miya beams. "Do it. Do it!" * Eric starts looking thru the controls, and finds one that brings the roof down! Horray! It goes back, and... Eric starts flipin thru the radio stations. ( I'm listening to Kirby music. It's from the early 90s! ) (<.<) * Miya peers out from behind the two front seats. She reaches over and turns the music up nice and loud. * Eric doesn't mind in the slightest. In fact, it looks like he likes it nice and loud. (And you bet this has a tricked up sound system.) * Claire grimaces a bit. (Oh hell yeah.) * Miya notices Claire's reaction and turns it down. A little. They're teenagers, for crying out loud. ( So? @_@ ) * Eric is very much a teenager, even if he's the oldest one of the group. ^_^; (What station did you settle on, Eric dear? ^^) ( WHAC :P ) * Eric sets the radio on an alternative station. XD * Miya listens to Nirvana blast through the speakers. "What are they saying?" she half-yells. * Claire half-yells back "What?!" * Eric revs the engine in the 'make it go faster red' 'cuda. He starts singin' along. It's really hard to tell weather his yelling is good or not. :P "Here we are now, Entertain Us!o/~" * Miya laughs and starts looking for an arcade. * Eric kicks the car into gear and starts driving off as the music dies down a little. "Find that arcade!" * Miya yells, "Finding!" * Claire scans for an arcade. "Gladly." * Miya spots something that might be an arcade down to the right. "RIGHT! TURN RIGHT!" * Eric turns right at breakneck speed! And manages to keep all four wheels on the road, defying the laws of physics, but not Marvel Physics. * Miya squeals and manages not to fall out of the car, thanks to the seatbelt. Good seatbelt. * Eric parks in the conviently empty spot that's left *right* in front of the arcade. Good spot. ^_^ * Miya lets out a sigh and flops back. * Claire grins. "Hey, good spot." She gets out of the car quickly, away from the LOUD Nirvana music (and towards the loud arcade music!) * Eric turns off the ignition. "We're here." What's wrong Miya? Too much for you, eh? ^_^ Gonna get out before I put the roof up? Huh? Oh, yeah! * Claire waits at the entrence. She calls over, "Hurry up, you two!" * Miya unbuckles and hops out of the car. "We're coming!" * Eric puts the roof up, locks the car up, and runs over to Claire. "Almost done!" So, what do you play? * Claire grins. "Anything." Anything? That's a pretty broad category. * Eric heads in and glances around at the machines. * Claire shrugs. "I don't mind." She spots something and heads in, grinning. "Hey, they have Super Street Fighter 2!" * Eric grins. "Well, can't say I've played it much. But I'll take you!" * Miya peeks. "It's a fighting game?" Very much. ^_^ ("What's wrong with you, Miya? You're from Japan! You get it first!" "Well, yeah, but... um...") * Claire smiles as she puts a dollar in the change machine. "Sure is." * Eric puts a five in the change machine too. Yay for games that only take a dime/quarter! ( Actually, SF took 50 cents. I thought it was a ripoff :P ) [Claire gets four quarters, which is enough for four games! Go early nineties!] (Well, it's 25 cents now. ~_^) [Eric gets sixteen quarters! Yay for me! I can add!] (Wouldn't it be 20 quarters?) [I can't add. It's twenty. Durnit.] [Shut up!] * Claire only needs four! * Eric gets twenty quarters. And he's happy, 'cuz he doesn't wanna be smited. * Eric needs more, 'cuz he doesn't stay on one machine. :P * Eric puts a quarter in the machine. "Bring it on!" * Miya wanders over to stand next to the machine and watch. * Claire puts a quarter in! [It goes to the character selection screen! Choose your characters!] * Eric hmmms... And selects a character. * Claire picks Cammy, one of the newest characters in this edition! * Eric piks Ryu, a standby from the old versions, twinktasticular man, AND someone he doesn't know how to play. ^_^ [Claire starts off with a fantastic opening combination and doesn't let up, as Eric's inexperience with Ryu shows! But his frantic button mashing manages to give him a miraculous recovery, as he counters every attack she throws at him. FATALITY. Wait, wrong game. But Mortal Kombat's right over there!] * Eric blinks. "Wow. I guess I *am* pretty good. ^_^" * Eric keeps playing the game until Claire puts another quarter in. * Claire scowls. "I'm not done yet." She shoves another quarter in and slaps the start button. * Miya gets distracted by the Turtles in Time machine and goes to whip some butt as Raphael. * Claire picks Ken this time. * Eric looks up. "Oh... Turtles in Time. Wait, no getting distracted." * Eric is Ryu already. ^_^ [Ryu vs. Ken! Fight!] [You know what they say about beginner's luck? It only works once. Eric tries to recreate whatever he did and fails as Claire sits back and chucks those fireball hadoken things all day.] Cheeze. Total cheeze. That is cheddar cheese. * Claire grins. "Is not." Is too! * Eric puts another quarter in. * Eric selects, ehh... Blanka. He looks like he can kick ass. * Claire raises an eyebrow. What? * Claire smiles. "Nothing." Two outta three, right? Mmmmaybe. * Eric grins. "Good. 'cuz I wanna go over there and waste some mooks as Michelangelo." * Miya puts in another quarter, as she needs a continue. [Blanka vs. Ken? No contest. No, really. Big Blanka SMASH... and gets his butt kicked. Mutie hatin' Ken!] * Claire smiles at Eric. * Eric grins. "Looks like you kicked my butt." He seems *awfully* happy about it, for some strange reason. Looks like. Wanna go again? * Eric looks around for a simulator, which there aren't much of in the acrade yet, so he settles for the Turtles in Time Machine! "Nope. The Turtles are calling me!" Bah. * Claire continues playing one-player. * Eric walks over to the machine and punches in under Michelangelo. "Com'on, it's mook killing fun for the whole family!" * Miya giggles. "Help! I need help against the fly person." It's pizza time! * Eric jumps up and kicks the fly-guy! "Pizza time!" * Miya presses buttons. Just slightly after she needs them. "It doesn't respond fast enough," she pouts. * Eric hits buttons almost as fast as he needs to as well. But he manages to kick much ass anyways. "You just need to hit earlier then." ^_^ Gah! Mousers! Mousers! * Miya starts hitting them too early. Too fast! Too fast! Uh... * Miya yelps as Raphael dies again. She puts another quarter in. * Eric gets in a groove and starts whupping ass. * Eric is glad Michelangelo has the biggest durability. ^_^ * Eric plugs two quarters in now, so he doesn't have to fumble with them later. * Miya fights her way through mousers! And more foot soldiers! She proves very good at avoiding those laser things, which is nice. * Eric fights his way as well! But dies because the boss lands on him. "Dangit!" * Claire meanwhile starts pounding buttons. "Stop jumping around, you clawed freak!" She moves the joystick around rapidly. "Argh! No! I didn't want to do that move." What follows is a stream of curses in French, and then the game-over music. * Miya pointlaughs at Eric, then dies while doing that. "Aww!" * Eric hits the start button for both him and Miya. Hey, not in here! There are kids present! Um, Claire! Want to help? The boss landed on us! Yeah! We're facing the fire-dog and the ice-turtle thing. (I can't belive I remember this. ;_;) * Claire is over there in a flash. "Sure thing." She puts in a quarter and picks Donatello, because... I dunno. (He's got a big stick!) ( I don't. @_@ ) * Eric concentrates on the turtle, but the fire-guy keeps smacking him in the back. * Eric watches as A_Random_Player punches in as Leonardo and proceeds to kick ass. * Miya watches as the random player and Claire decimate the boss. She just tries to stay out of the way. * Eric helps! Kinda. * Claire decimates the boss! She looks like she's trying rather hard to do it before the random player, too. * Miya watches as Claire and the random player tear their way through the next stage, too. "Aaah! A rock!" She beats up the foot soldier that threw the rock at her! Go Miya! * Eric beats up those foot soldiers that throw the boomerang disks. And throws almost *everything* he fights at the screen. * Miya starts doing that, too. It's fun! * Claire gets hit with a boomerang disc and growls a bit. She tears the soldiers to pieces. (It also earns you 3 points per kill. ^_^_v) (I want to play Turtles in Time! Kevin, we shall fire up the SNES after this.) Face the wrath of the Pizza Dude! * Miya throws a foot soldier at Eric. "Pizza that!" [A_Random_Player continues his silent killing spree. He pumps another quarter in the machine; must be a boss coming up.] * Eric makes Michelangelo catch it and bash the soldier left and right. Mmmm... 'za. * Claire eventually dies off and grumbles as she puts another quarter in. [And they reach the boss! It's Slash. Crap.] * Eric gets Michelangelo some 'za. Pizza time! Ah shoot! I'm gonna die! * Miya dies. * Eric plugs five quarters in. * Miya puts in another two quarters. * Eric keeps fighting! And dies * Miya keeps figh- er, dying! * Eric starts throwing special attacks at him. Hey, why not use them? * Claire fights! And dies. She runs to the change machine and gets more quarters. [A_Random_Player puts up a really darned good fight, going ginsu on Slash. And then he dies and curses and pumps in more quarters.] * Eric dies again! So he starts again, and manages to stay alive while the other player rips him up. * Miya watches Claire return. "How many more did you get?" This is the hardest guy. After this, they're all cakewalks. What about Shredder? ... Besides the final boss. * Miya giggles and goes back to fighting and dying. Lots. * Eric fights, and manages to get thru using only two continues! (That's pretty impressive. What, only six to eight more lives?) * Claire puts a quarter into the machine. "Fourty." * Eric grins. "I thought you didn't like Turtles." * Claire plays! * Eric plays! I don't. * Miya plays! [A_Random_Player puts in another quarter, and... speaks! "So, you guys come here much?"] First time here. I will be! * Claire plays like only a determined woman can. [He glances at her and grins. "Cool. I don't see many girls play these games. Er, no offense, really."] But I bet we will be. 'suppose my hockey game will take a hit from this. And curling. Curling? Hair? * Miya sticks her tongue out. Wild West Footsoldiers! No, Curling. * Eric kills the footsoldiers! Rather effectively, considering they're all the purple lame kind. You know, with the curling stone, and the brushes, and the ice. * Claire plays and plays! And dies. And plays more! * Eric plays and dies! * Eric plays some more! Never heard of it. I'm surprised. You're from France and have never heard of it? * Miya dies more than Claire and A Random Player combined! Not like that's surprising. Yeah. What the hell is it? [A_Random_Player is keeping up with Claire *very* well. He must come here a lot.] It's just a sport in the winter olympics. Very big up north. * Claire grumbles and tries harder, winding up needing to put another quarter in. "Lotsa things in the olympics." * Miya bites her lip and gets a little somber at that. She kicks mook butt and gets her butt kicked. * Eric dies while he's talking. He punches start again. "Yeah. Still, really popular. And I'm pretty good at it, too." * Miya grabs more quarters and puts them in. ["Curling? Yeah, I saw it, once. Looks like a pretty weird sport."] Yeah, most people say that too. ^_^ * Eric gets to the boss along with everyone else! Stupid alligator! (This guy's *really*) easy. (He is.) (I beat him without taking a single hit. ^_^;) (Regularly.) (On hard mode.) [A Random Player grins. "Here we go." And he starts tearing into the gator.] * Claire tears into the gator too! Must win! * Eric tears into the 'gator as well. "Let's make it quick." * Miya tears into the gator. "Cowabunga!" She is witty. Radical, man! * Claire winds up getting killed anyhow, and shoves another quarter into the machine. "Argh!" [The gator dies a horrible, horrible death at the hands of four turtles! Woe is it!] [And then there's a short pod stage, and then you're on Mars! With more foot soldiers!] * Miya starts beating up foot soldiers. I always wondered about their justification for footsoldiers on Mars. * Eric starts tearing into foot soldiers. * Claire takes a moment to wipe her forehead of sweat, then rips into the soldiers. [A_Random_Player comments, "I figure they're alien footsoldiers. I mean, if they're like trekkie aliens..."] Then why do they blow up when you kill them? [He seems to be having a grand old time with Leonardo. "Because they're exploding aliens."] Duh. * Eric hits his forehead. "Oh, of course!" * Eric goes back to random killage. That throwing at the screen thing is a lot of fun! Until you get frozen/zaped by the surrounding terrain. * Miya starts avoiding those parts of terrain, using Eric as a mine detector. * Eric punches another five quarters in and hits start. Rock soldiers incoming! [A_Random_Player avoids them out of well-practiced ease. Then hacks at rock soldiers.] * Miya dies to the stupid soldiers and pumps in another quarter. They're spending so much money on this. * Eric throws the rock soldiers at eachother. "Just like tossing cookies!" * Claire gets through it mostly untouched, but winds up getting killed once and puts another quarter in. [A_Random_Player dies, finds himself without quarters, and races to the change machine.] * Eric made sure he was *well* stocked up for this. (Too bad there isn't a gauntlet machine...) * Miya mooches off of the cup o' quarters Claire brought. * Claire only got quarters for Claire <.< * Eric kills and kills and... Oh look, their's Craig. Just in time for the Random Player to show up and get ki- I mean kill him! (You really think Miya wouldn't keep track? ^^) [A_Random_Player returns! With a cup of quarters of his own. There must be a reason for this.] ( Not the point :P ) [He pumps more in, and the game is on!] * Eric jumps at Craig's saucer and kicks it! (Turtles in Time *ruled* in the Arcade. But really, only when you had four players.) (Yeah. You *needed* four players.) * Miya kicks at the saucer, too! And get zapped. "Wah, fried turtle!" * Eric kills the little robot things that zapped her! * Eric gets squished by the saucer. @_@ Die already! I want to get thru the game on five bucks! * Miya rushes off to get more quarters and returns in short order (must have been a short line). She dumps a handful into Claire's cup and sets hers down. ["Not happenin', dude. Haven't even run into Shredder yet."] * Miya sticks her tongue out of the corner of her mouth and gets back to the gritty business of beating up brains. Well, I'm almost there. Got about two bucks left... eight continues should be enough. * Claire plays and plays! And loses, but plays more anyhow! * Eric grits his teeth as he plays! And dies. But plays more!" [Craig dies to Claire and A_Random_Player! Claire gets the kill. Really now, Miya and Eric were just cannon fodder.] [The screen goes black and the text comes up for present time! And then there's the four turtles and Shredder!] [Right about now, A_Random_Player pumps in at least a dollar and a half.] * Miya notices and does the same. Oooh crap. * Eric has already pumped the rest of his change in... He thinks. * Claire smacks Shredder in the back of the head. [The Shredder laughs and gloats and says, "Tonight I dine on turtle soup!" And then he turns green and kills everyone in one shot! Except Donatello, who kicked him in the back of the head.] Aw man! We're gonna die! More! * Eric continues with his last life on this continue. * Miya is grinning madly, though and jumps into the fight, getting frozen in short order. * Eric runs in! And his feet get burned. * Claire winds up getting killed again and slams a quarter into the machine, then button mashes with a fury. [A_Random_Player must have done this before, because he's predicting the Shredder awfully well, but he still falls victim every so often. I mean, really, you need reflexes like ninja, and Miya's too busy sucking it up to help.] * Eric manages to get an opening, and opens up a royal can of whuppass before Shredder floats away and fries him. He hits the start button again. * Miya hits the start button again. And again. And somehow runs out of credits and puts more change in. * Eric is playing the 'survivor' game, for the most part. But if shredhead leaves himself open... * Claire dies almost before Shredder is defeated, but puts a quarter in and restarts anyhow. [A_Random_Player and Claire both spot the last hit!] [A_Random_Player gets there *just* before Claire and whacks Shredder! The game is done!] * Eric grins. "I love a good game like that." * Claire is still gripping the controls. [Point totals come up! Raphael and Michelangelo are close by for the number one slot (Raphael barely edged out), then Donatello, then Leonardo.] [A_Random_Player grins at you guys as the ending runs. "Good game. Thanks."] No prob. You kicked butt. [He shrugs. "I come here a lot." He looks at Claire. "Hey, you okay?"] * Eric grins and glances over at Claire. "You can relax now." * Claire looks up scowling, but manages a "Fine." in a fairly calm voice. She starts walking towards the doors of the arcade. "I've had enough for today." * Eric shrugs and yawns a little. His stomach growls angrily at him. "Ya sure?" * Miya looks over at Claire as she leaves. "Uh... are you sure?" She blinks, then looks back at A_Random_Player. "Thanks for helping. I think." * Claire is outside by now. [He shrugs. "Hey, no problem. My brother works here, so I'm around a lot. Free games, y'know? If you guys show up more, I'll definitely see ya around."] ["Besides, I can't usually get four-player turtles going."] * Eric heads out. "Man, she doesn't listen, does she? Really? Cool." ^_^ See ya later man. What's your name, anyways? [He laughs. "Yeah." And then he sticks out his hand. "I'm Bruce Wayne. Uh, no relation to Batman, I swear. I think my parents just have a sick sense of humor."] (It's Robin's fault. Really.) ( Is not. >.> <.< ) ('Cause Robin is the boy wonder.) * Eric chuckles. "Alright Bruce. Name's Eric. See ya around." (Hehe!) * Miya nodnods. "I'm Miya. Bye!" She waves and runs out after Claire. * Eric heads out and to the car! He unlocks it. ( Isn't the top still down? :P ) (Nope. Closed it for secuirty reasons. :P) [He waves and gives the group another look before going over for a nice, relaxing game of R-type 3.] * Miya comes running out. "Claire! What's wrong?" * Eric gets in, bringing the roof down. "Yeah. You could have at least said good game to the guy. * Claire gets into the front seat. "It's nothing," she says, as if that'll settle everything. * Eric raises an eyebrow. "You sure? You were a little rude to that guy, you know." He revs up the engine and heads off, no muzak this time. * Miya frowns a little and climbs into the back seat. "I dunno. You don't sound like it's nothing." ( "You were kinda' rude to Mr. Wayne. And he's a very important person!" ) (Well yeah, but it's still not nice to be rude to him. :P) (And he can get us free games!) (He is the Dark Knight of Video Games!) * Claire sighs. "Look, I just lost my head for a minute, okay? I'm sorry." She stares at the scenery. Yeah, but... it's just a game. * Miya smiles weakly. "I died a lot more than you did." Yeah, so did I. It's not... That doesn't have anything to do with it. Eh, then what is it? Guess I'm just a sore loser. It wasn't really a competetive game. ^_^; More co-op than anything. * Miya nods. * Claire mumbles in French. "" * Eric nods and speaks back in French, still with a somewhat thick Canadian Accent. "" That's an understatement. * Miya looks confused. "What's an understatement?" I'm not quite sure what part of that was an understatement. Or maybe it was the whole thing. * Miya still looks confused. "Part of- oh, what you said." * Claire looks over at Eric. "You asked why I was here before, right?" Yeah. You gonna answer now? May as well I'll tell you why I'm here, if it'll make you feel better. * Miya nods and pipes in, "I can, too." * Claire shrugs. It's not much of a story. Might as well, though. We all got our stories, right? * Miya fidgets. I'm here because dad doesn't want me anymore. Because he's still got my sister, who's better than me." * Eric nods. "Your sister's better than you at everything, right?" * Miya blinks, but doesn't say anything. She looks like she wants to, but... Or she thinks she is? And he thinks she is? Especially video games. And no, she doesn't. * Miya finally says, "But... he doesn't..." And then she shuts up again and looks down at her hands. * Eric nods. "Well, kick her ass at something else then. Like paintball." The hell he doesn't. It wasn't my plan to come here. I'm sorry. * Claire looks at Eric. "And I'm *trying* to." * Eric blinks. "Sorry if I hit a rough chord there..." You don't know Jackie. She's better at *everything*. (She's also built on 45 CP.) (By then, yup. Shh!) ( Plus defects ^_^ ) Ouch. I guess I've never had that problem, really... I have a twin sister, Eileen. Is she perfect? I'm better at mechanics and piloting and stuff, she's better at painting and writing and, well... she drives too. She's far from perfect, just like me. We're almost two opposite ends of the spectrum, really. Then it's not the same. * Miya plays with the end of her shirt. "Um." * Eric speaks without taking his eyes off the road. "Yeah Miya?" I... I don't know about... brother and sister stuff, really. I'm an only child. But- but lately, I found out a lot about not being wanted. Ouch... I'm sorry. I can't say I've ever had *that* problem, either. My parents don't know about my sister's or my gifts, but it can't be easy... 's one of the reasons we tried to get out of the house right after our abilities manifested. * Miya shrugs and adds, "I'm here 'cause I have nowhere else to go." She sounds like she's about to cry, but holds it in. "So if you want to talk about, um... about anything, I'll listen. Okay?" Oh, Miya? If you want, I can take ya in if you don't want to stay here. You should meet my parents, really nice folks. * Miya shrugs again. "I- I guess. But I bet it wouldn't be the same." * Claire sighs. "I lost control again. Sorry." * Eric chuckles. "You shouldn't apologize so much. Otherwise it doesn't mean anything." * Miya looks up. "It's okay!" She grins, just a little, and says in her oddly- accented Japanese, "" * Eric grins. "I'm gonna have to pick up Japanese now, aren't I?" Um. Maybe? It was to make up for the French. Couldn't hurt. I s'pose turnabout is fair play, eh? It is. So there. "" Well, as to why *I'm* here is, eh... Oh, you're not done yet? * Miya shakes her head. "" She looks to Eric. "Listening!" Yeah, go ahead. * Miya blinks, then adds, "" * Eric glances back and forth, then on the road. "I'm trying to make sure I don't hurt anyone else with my powers. First time they showed up... I knocked someone out with radiation. I *really* hope he's still alive. Granted, that punk had it comming to him, and I was acting in self defense, but..." Oh... wow. He shouldn't have to live with that for the rest of his life. That's... wow. Yeah. Um. He lived, right? I... Think so. I don't know, though. Never heard from him again... See, he was part of a gang that held us up at one point, and they were going to kill my sister, then... Yeah. Our powers manifested, and we knocked out the two people holding us, got in the car, and drove off. * Claire nods. Don't speak to anyone else about this, though. I really don't need people thinking I killed someone. *he smiles* Don't worry. I can keep a secret. Killing... yeah. But you're okay. And he's okay, probably, if he got to a hospital soon enough. * Miya nods. What kind of radiation? Gamma, I think. * Miya scrunches her face as she tries to remember what they are and what the difference is. (Remember, this is the Marvel Universe. Marvel Physics apply. :P) (Yes, but this is Miya. ^^) (She's not stupid. But she pays NO ATTENTION in Chemistry class.) One thing I know about it is it's really effective on the holograms in the Danger Room. Went full out on one of them, and... Yeah, that Rogue clone hit me helluva hard after that. * Claire nods. "He's probably fine if he got to the hospital fast enough." I hope so. I really do... So, ya do anything special like spit out radiation or teleport or something? I lose to my sister a lot. But I told ya that already. * Eric grins. "Yeah, but I bet I'd lose to your sister a whole lot too. I mean something special." Probably. You do, if you're here. What is it? We're all here because we're special in some way. What's yours? * Miya sounds really curious. She's looking over the seats at Claire. * Claire thinks. "Well... I AM a lot taller than her." She looks down a sec, then over at Eric. "And bigger in certain areas, if you catch my drift." She winks. * Eric almost blushes. "Eh, now I wouldn't say *that*. I mean what do you do that your sister *doesn't* do?" Whine. * Claire snickers. "Seriously, I'll show you when we stop." Just don't stay in her shadow, that's what I gotta say. * Miya nods. "And you don't whine," she adds. "So there." * Eric drives... "Yeah, only pussies whine. And you're not a pussie... unless you've been holding out on us." You say that easily... But that's like trying to see the sun during a solar eclipse. * Eric winks at Claire. "Then don't try to be the sun. Be the moon... Do something *different* from her, if you want to be noticed. For instance, when my sister took up painting, I took up electronics. If I could, I would. We were both noticed, because we didn't 'step on eachother's toes' as it were. I suppose the fact that your sister's older doesn't help, does it? * Claire laughs aloud. She's three years younger. Oh wow... Well, Eileen's three seconds younger! I think... And she still scored higher on the ATC tests. Um, I don't think it's quite the same. ( She wants to be in ATC that badly? ) (...) (It's bad when the first version you think of is the roleplaying game.) (Very bad.) Tests don't mean much. * Eric drives up to the mansion, parking the car. "What's different about it? I mean, we also got noticed because we both blow stuff up really good, but... That's the wrong kind of attention, isn't it?" ^_^ Does she blow stuff up better than you do? Actually, if she works at it she does. Not much better, but she's better. That's a fair cry from being way better without effort. * Miya unbuckles, hops out, and stretches. * Eric gets out of the car. "Natural talent? Well, I still think you're better than her at something. You just have to find it... And stop comparing yourself to her. It's not healthy." * Claire gets out of the car. Still wanna see? Yeah! Sure. * Claire grins. "Are you sure?" * Miya thinks. Well, if it's gonna kill me, I think I'll pass. * Eric grins back. "Yup. Can't be more destructive than what I do." * Miya giggles. * Claire pouts. "Aw." So... You gonna show us? * Claire shrugs. "I'll show you if you want to see, but if not..." She looks at Miya. * Miya blinks. "Huh? Oh, I want to see! Hang on." She removes her shades, putting them in her pocket, and revealing those blank white eyes. "Okay." She grins. "In color." * Claire blinks. "Woah. Cool." Lesse it. ^_^ * Miya fidgets. "Yeah, but... well, anyway." * Claire settles for lifting the car. It floats upwards about ten feet. Claire herself starts floating about a half-foot off the ground. * Eric looks up. "Woah, cool. So you're telekinetic?" You could say that. * Miya stares. "Wow." That's pretty impressive... Whatever you do, don't scratch the car, eh? That's... that's so cool! Can you float me? Uh... I'll try. (In reality, she could float all of us. Just make a force field around all of us and fly.) (It's Tenser's Floating Disc!) (Yup!) * Eric watches. "Ya stay here and you see something new every day." Yeah... Um, how strong are you? (Oh, I got super strenght lvl 20 and a body of 12. Why?) * Miya blinks. "Me? I'm... pretty strong, I guess." Super strong? She's stronger than she looks, but... I don't think she's *that* strong. Unless she's been holding out on us. * Miya shakes her head and laughs, a little embarrassed. "No." Have you Miya? ~_^ Damn. How about you, Eric? * Miya blushes. "No!" Nope. Not superstrong at all... Try just setting the car down gently. Somethin' tells me you want to throw it. Um. Bob's really, really strong. * Claire takes a deep breath. "O...kay." She starts lowering the car. It wobbles. And so is Daegal. When he gets beat up a lot and starts glowing. Bob coulc catch that thing easily. In the air. * Miya nods. It really makes me wonder... What else *can* that boy do? Whatever he wants? * Miya thinks. "If he could do what we can, he would have shown it already, I think. Probably." * Claire sets the car down... except the front part comes down a bit sooner than the back. And she visibly winces as there's a scraping sound. * Eric winces too. "Aw man... Gonna have to check on that." * Miya looks up at Claire in the air (that rhymes!) and vanishes, reappearing... right above her head. She falls for a second and lands easily, perching on Claire's shoulders. God dammit. I'm sorry, Eric. It'll be okay. 'sokay... I just hope they don't mind the damage to the car. It's not mine. ( It's not? Good. Then I'm not that sorry :P ) (Glad you see it my way!) If it was my car, I wouldn't care too much. Not much for making things look good... My plane's proof of that. * Claire exhales. Then she looks up at Miya. "Uh..." * Miya grins down at Claire. "Hi!" Oh, she does that. Are you okay though? Looks like it took a lot out of you. * Eric starts walking over to Claire, glancing once at the car to make sure there's not too much damage done to it. Eh, it's nothing. I'm just... well, not very good at it. * Eric chuckles. "That's why we're here, eh? * Eric walks over to the car... I assume it's mearly cosmetic damage? [The car's just got a small scrape on the front/bottom. You couldn't really tell unless you were looking for damage.] * Eric shrugs. "Let's just hope they don't notice it... Who's hungry?" Me! * Miya flickers white again and vanishes. Probably to the kitchen. To the kitchen Miya! ... I guess so. * Eric points dramatically in the direction of the kitchen and heads there, making 'wooshing' sounds. * Claire follows after. [Continue Thingie End!]