Lazarus

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"Hold on a second, did you hear that Ambulance? I gotta go."

That's about all you need to know about Jack Thompson.

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I don't get it... What's that supose to mean

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Look up the term Ambulance Chaser sometime.

"Hold on a second, did you hear that Ambulance? I gotta go."

That's about all you need to know about Jack Thompson.

((Just about everything has died since you left. What do you have to say for yourself?))

Kathode wasn’t having such an easy time several floors down below. While her initial entry had been quick and unnoticed, eventually someone would either spot her or notice the absence of the unconscious guards, like this guy right ahead of her.

“Command, we got an intruder in sector...” he spoke into his radio before being cut off by her charged fist colliding with his face at a high velocity. Certainly enough the alarm klaxons began to sound and red lights started flashing. So far from her target and already this had happened. She swore at herself for messing up this early.

Meanwhile, the alarm was at a high enough level for Cobalt to notice it upstairs. She quickly patched through to various cameras until she found a feed on which the cause appeared. “What the hell is Kathy doing here?” she uttered aloud and then displayed the image to Naga on a nearby screen. “Go get her out of there, I’ll be fine here for now.” The lizard-girl nodded before fading from sight, a moment later the door to the room opened and then closed apparently by itself.

Kathode was now on the move. A group of guards came at her from one corridor she was approaching, brandishing their clubs rather than their machine guns. “Orders are to take her alive.” One of them said to the rest as they all moved in to surround her.

“I don’t have time to play.” She growled as she sped forward into the approaching crowd and knocked some of them down like bowling pins. Those who were standing tried to swing at her only to get electric shock as her aura of red lightning crackled to life. She made short work of the men, without taking a decent blow in return. One tried to fire his gun at close range; several of the bullets were deflected by her energy field while one made it through but was slowed enough not to pierce the skin. It still hurt when it hit and he received a broken arm for his effort.

However, it turned out to be mostly a diversion, for the real trouble had arrived. At one end of the corridor stood two Crey Power Tanks and at the other were several scientists armed with what she recognized to be Crey Cryo rifles.

“Oh [censored].” She muttered as they aimed their rifles at her and prepared to fire.

Oy! So, is there going to be a Villainesses After Dark one as well?

How about you just learn to leave when you're not welcome.

Without her usual display of clumsiness Cobalt cut through the plate glass of the window an opening large enough for her and Naga to slip through then gently laid the cut piece on the floor inside. She didn’t care about leaving a trace of their entry or making a quiet escape later. Crey was going to know that something happened here tonight and most likely in a very spectacular fashion. While Cobalt was interested in stealing something, Naga was only here to destroy something else.

For some time since her recovery from the Earth, Naga had been assigned as an observer for this star system, as she called it in the English language, which she still used rather clumsily. One of her tasks was to find out what had happened to the remains of the ship she had originally crashed her in and either recover or destroy it. With Cobalt’s help she had found that Crey had run a quick salvage operation on the crash site while Longbow was busy trying to secure the sole survivor, Naga, from Arachnos. Lord Recluse hadn’t the time to secure the wreckage and so it was Crey for the taking.

Now the wreckage was being housed in the basement laboratories of concealed within this building. If she could get it out then she would destroy it, even it if meant leveling the building as well. Hence another reason for doing this at night, when the normal office workers were gone. Neither girl had much sympathy for the agents and scientists who worked on the Countess’ secret projects.

While they were here, Cobalt was interested in securing some data. Not only whatever information she could find on the secret projects, but the personnel file of a certain member of the faculty at Montressor Academy who was rumored to have been rather high up in the organization. Of course that information would not be accessible from this office, they would have to gain access to the secure network for that and as far as Cobalt could tell from the building blueprints she had secured a good room for doing such was located a few floors below them. They made their way down there without incident, avoiding patrols and cameras along the way. Even the advanced security systems in use were trivial for Cobalt to bypass. She interfaced with the computer network and ran her careful queries while Naga kept watch.

((This is a story, not an RP. As such comments are welcome but you may not join into the story.))

A lone Crey security guard walked a repetitive patrol in front of a building that was only remarkable on the outside for its height when compared to others in the neighborhood of Brickstown. His path was followed through the sniper scope mounted on a rifle held by a small figure perched on a nearby rooftop, unnoticed by the heroes patrolling the area among the numerous villains lurking on the tops of other buildings.

Cobalt Stinger changed the aim of her proton rifle towards the window of an office on the 10th floor of the building. The occupant had been gone for ten minutes now and the adjoining offices had just been vacated for the night as well. Without a sound another figure came up beside her and spoke quietly into her ear. “We move now, yes?”

Cobalt looked at her companion for this adventure, the lizard-like humanoid alien she had known for some time, given the name Naga Obscura by the humans who had found her after she had crash-landed on the Earth. “Now’s good as time as any. No heroes been through here in a good while.”

In fact, most of the local heroes would be busy for a while. Some yahoo villain from the Rogue Islands was trying to rob the Brickstown Bank among other bits of mayhem he was spreading. The heroes and Paragon Police would not be likely to notice the two of them breaking into one of Crey Industries office buildings several blocks north of the action.

Plus it was a cold night and Cobalt wanted to get inside. With a subdued flash the two of them teleported the distance from their rooftop to the ledge just outside the office window. Naga kept watch while Cobalt worked on bypassing the security sensors on the window before cutting through it. The anti-teleport field that ran along the outside wall of the building kept them from porting directly into the office, but it would not stop them from crawling in after removing the window itself. Doing so while balanced on a narrow ledge ten floors up was not for those without nerves of steel, but in some ways it beat coming in through the sewers.

Which happened to be the entry vector of another intruder who could be literally called a cat burglar. A shape moved quickly among the shadows of massive pipes and support girders that underlay the utility space beneath the building. It finally came near a door that lead directly into the subbasement levels of the building, outside of which stood a guard taking his smoke break. Eventually he tossed away the butt of his cigarette and turned to open the door, which at that moment a rock flew through the air with enough force and accuracy to take out the light over the door.

The guard didn’t even have time to draw his sidearm when something collided with him at his speed and pummeled him into unconsciousness. Kathode then lifted his keys and slipped in through the door before it had closed.

I love the "Oh [censored]" look on Spade's face as he looks at Ghost Widow.

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Shut up Term.

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Why don't you take your own advice first.

If you'd like to use one of my characters just ask.

Everyone at the party heard a sudden clatter as someone literally dropped in, via the chimney.

Anna Nethema landed on the fire and rolled out unburnt. Wiping some soot off of her short red skirt, trimmed with white fur, she hefted the red bag of gift back over her shoulder and adjusted the oversized santa hat which would have falled down over her eyes had her horns not been propping it up.

"Ho ho ho! Mind if I drop in!" She said joyfully as she made her way towards the crowd and threw the bag on the floor before them.

Before anyone could look inside, Cobalt Stinger popped out of the open top, despite the bag being smaller than her body. She had a black and green scarf wrapped around her neck and shoulders and held out a wrapped gift box towards the closest person.

"Merry Christmas!" She shouted with a grin.

(Awww.... /huggles Arc Jump despite risk of electrocution)

"You are such a strange girl." Cobalt commented while watching Essex throw a clothe over herself. Finally she went to the assault bot and began to climb up onto its back. "Ok, take me wherever to!"

"Aww..you're sweet." Cobalt said to Essex as she reached out to pat her on the head and witnessed her hand go through it in a ghostly fashion. "Whoops."

"I'm fine down here, got shelter and food and water. I'm just bored out of my gourd because it's so quiet. I used to pick up all sorts of comms traffic in the air and interesting stuff from the 'Net but this world is too damn silent." Cobalt's expression became forlorn as her monologue went on. "But get me some kinda remote interface so I can at least do something out there and it'll be more bearable."

"And keep this channel open so I can see and hear what's goin' on, it's damn lonely down here."

Cobalt took a bit out of her hotdog as she watched. "Not bad, munchkin. Looks like a circuit overload from here but I'm not getting an infared feed through this thing so my view is limited."

"A hologram isn't all that useful unless you just want to see me. What I could use is a telefactor. You got any robots around I could remote operate, lizardman?" She said to Vern.

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Why do you think Hal's making this announcement? Okay, just kidding.

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Are you suggesting that they are running off to elope or something?

Could you at least keep your stuff in one thread rather than cluttering up the forum?

So are we supposed to just forget Hal exists in the other threads he is in?

I believe a lot of people don't like the idea of letting someone else write for their character. I know I don't.

Good luck anyway.

I don't think that skirt is short enough.

Cobalt was nearly as tall as Essex while sitting down and looked directly at the little girl.

"You can't telelport me out because the base won't let me exit. I can't be allowed to exit because I no longer exist in the timeline. I determine that because if I still existed in my time then I could still exist in this time because by my nature of being here then a method for me coming back to this time would have to exist."

"However, if I don't exist in my original time then I can never have come back here. That is why I am restricted to the confines of this time bubble which is keeping me in existance."

"If I did manage to get out one of three things would happen." Cobalt held up her free hand with three fingers extended.

"One, my appearance forces the timeline to revert back to its original form or at least a similar one in order to accomodate me. Not likely." One finger folded back in.

"Two, I go out into the world and am finally erased from reality completely. More likely that will happen than the world changing just for me." Another finger folded in.

"Third possibility. We get some kinda matter-antimatter reaction and the world goes to pieces. Big bada BOOM!" She shouted as her clenched fist hit the floor.

"So that's why you can't take me out of here. Any more questions and I'll have to bust out the whiteboard."

Anyone paying attention to the holographic representation of Cobalt would notice that she was now sitting on the floor with a small lit camp stove in front of her, holding a hotdog over it using a kabob skewer.

"So, we have a plan?" She asked as she turned the hot dog over.

By who's definition of "serious"?

Cobalt crossed her arms and watched the bickering. "Well I guess I should start building a campfire, 'cause obviously I'm not going anywhere for a long time if these are the people I'm gonna be counting on."