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Ian narrowed his gaze at the retreating Orchid. All he could think to himself about her was that she was ‘peculiar’. “Was it something I said?” Ian finally said to break the silence.

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Ian turned toward Kruth’T, his expression shifting to a more innocent look of intrigue.

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He started to say, and then stopped, and took a deep breath. "I think, I'm done now." He then put the weapon, and it's ammunition away.

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He was sort of sad the whole situation fell apart after he arrived. Ian could only guess his questioning and gawking made her uncomfortable and caused her to excuse herself. “Should we go after her?” he sighed to the others. His gut told him she might need someone but his gut was getting him in trouble lately.

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Without missing a beat, Edward continued to pump the leg weights. Sure, he though about what Sis said and surmised she had some sort of past digression with a telepath and maybe she’d decide to talk about it. But at this moment, he honestly didn’t care. He was focused on pressing the weight with his legs.

At first it was awkward to get the movement right, that’s why he started out slow, but once he forced back the resistance a few dozen times, it was much more natural for him so he sped up. After a couple of hundred presses, he was completely use to the weight so used some light telekinesis to increase the weight without stopping and doing it manually. This is the way Edward worked out, increasing the weight until usually there was no more weight to add. The workout varied in duration depending on if he lost himself in the adding of weight which often made him late for other appointments, like his psycho-advancement tests.

Edward sighed at Sis’ suggestion. “An exoskeleton? Well I shouldn’t have to use devices to make up for my short comings. I never have and it’s….” He cut his sentence short by gritting his teeth. He was going to say it wasn’t fair that he needed devices just to walk when he could lift buses and leap over buildings normally.

He looked toward Jackie’s direction that Sis pointed out. He couldn’t say he’d ever seen the personal trainer here as he was too stubborn to sign up for sessions and would rather go at it alone.

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Ed returned her critical look, “You believe that would be dangerous, don’t you?” He didn’t really want an answer to that and just wheeled toward the leg press machine. With a little wheelchair dexterity, Edward abruptly stopped which pushed the chair forward a bit then shifted his weight in the same direction to eject himself from his seat. He leaned against the machine and moved himself in the right direction to get settled in then pulled his legs on with his hands.

“So, I hear you’re having trouble with your legs or knees?” he smirked before checking the weight and adding the right amount of resistance he was used to with a bit of telekinesis. “I bet the story behind that injury is pretty fascinating. I’d rather you tell it to me when you have the time, however,” he said, hinting he came upon that tidbit of information through means other than actually hearing it. Edward then began pumping the weight with his legs slowly, to get a feel for the resistance before going into a moderately steady pace.

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Ian smiled at a chance of learning more about his new friends, “Usual weaponry? Is it something I might know of? If not, I’ve been told I’m a fast learner. Maybe you could teach me how to use it.” As he spoke, he continued to watch Orchid pull and release her bow. He became more conscious and stopped staring with such intensity when she lowered her bow. Ian tried staring off at the target instead.

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"Hello, I'm Orchid. Please excuse my strange attire - bit of an allergy to sunlight. Are you a friend of Ella's?" she inquired just as Kruth'T was about to make introductions. "Have you met our friend Kruth'T here?" Orchid introduced Kruth'T before he could introduce her to Ian.

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“Oh, nice to meet you. But no, I met them both yesterday at the meet and greet. I didn’t get much of a chance to really talk with them however,” Ian said with a grin and gave her gloved hand a quick shake.

He continued to watch, trying not to make Orchid feel uncomfortable and focused more on the arrow and it flying into the target. He wasn’t sure why he chose not to stare though, he never had trouble staring at women before. Sis seemed down to earth and mellow, he could stare at her all day and probably make her grumpy or annoyed. Or Ella and her exotic features and she probably wouldn’t mind him staring much. But Orchid, she just seemed more aloof and he got a strange defensive feeling when he watched her too long. He would have redirected his chakra into his eyes to activate the enchantment within them and look over her but that might seem suspicious on his part. Yeah, he’d peek at her some other time when she wasn’t aware or ask around about her…..just to figure some things out.

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Ian had been thinking through hundreds of scenarios and outcomes and possible times when Orchid would be vulnerable in the few seconds she was talking with Kruth’T, some including when she was eating in the cafe or relaxing in the hottub or sauna. It was when she moved her eyes toward him that he broke his train of through and discovered he was again glaring at Orchid with very intense mauve eyes.

“Oh, um, not really. I trained in archery a bit but it’s not my forte. I’m much better with a katana. In fact, my favorite pastime is dueling meta-humans and heroing pros. I don’t always win but it’s still fun. Hehe, I hope to get a chance at facing the members of the Freedom Phalanx someday…hehe and um…beat them…” Ian’s grin faded to a forced smile after he went into his ramble. He had long moved his gaze toward his feet and his cheeks became slightly flushed.

He finally brought his eyes up, still with a forced smile. “Soo…you’re an archer? Like Manticore?”

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“No Ian” Ella started reaching for his hand as he pulled it away, but thought better of it “I am the one that should be sorry…that IS sorry. It was my fault entirely” Her voice grew slightly stronger.

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Ian’s brow quirked slightly in confusion but he smiled a diminutive smirk as a sign of understanding what she said. “Ella, I wasn’t talking ab-….I mean that’s not what-er…nevermind. I guess we can talk about it some other time.”

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"That's okay." Somewhat embarrassed by his praise. "I didn't do that much, but your welcome."

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Ian chuckled to himself at Kruth’T’s response. “You sure are modest. I wish I had room to be but I’m afraid I wouldn’t get any acknowledgement at all.” He continued to watch Orchid, paying extra attention to her flawless archery form. If he watched long enough, he could attempt to duplicate it himself but he new it was more of a mental form than a physical one.

His interest piqued, Ian decided he’d pick up a bow too and fire off a few arrows. “May I be issued a bow to practice too?” he asked as he stepped up to the bunker. Ian received a cold hard stare from the image of Arms Master Waires and Ian instantly backed away. “On second though…..I think I’ll just watch.” Although Ian had gone through a lot of red tape and it was now completely legitimate, it was against the word of the Arms Master Waires that Ian keep his bokken with him and he knew it. Ian figured he still opposed the decision but would rather not rub salt in old wounds.

“Heh, so….what else do you guys have planned? I’m free for about an hour or so while Ed is doing his tests so maybe I could hang out with you.”

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Ed stared coldly at a part of the wall across the room when Sis mentioned the wheelchair. He wasn’t a normal handicapped, or handicapable is what optimistic refer to them as, that had come to terms with his condition yet. It was downright annoying having it thrown in his face like Sis did but he just groaned inaudibly to the question. “I haven’t been able to walk normally for months now,” he answered tersely. “It was either a wheelchair or a walker and I’d rather not look incapable and old at the same time.”

Thinking back to yesterday, it did look like he was able to walk normally, at least to Sis. He hadn’t told her much nor had he much of a chance. “I wasn’t really walking yesterday, more like floating in the air with my feet touching the ground. I used my telekinesis to move my legs like normal. I still have function in my legs but it’s very basic. I was actually going to do some leg work here.”

Finally turning toward her, Ed cocked a brow, “Jackie who? Is that who you’re here to see?”

Too bad I've never played WoW . If someone would do a FFXI vs CoX version however....

Yeah, but I feel we're on a higher level than normal internets. We are more civil and can solve our disputes if we just keep thinking like that. Instead of taking side, just make sure to treat others how you want to be treated and have fun.

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HA! It wasn't a speech. It was a "let's all just get along" sentence!

As Ed wheeled himself into the gym, a sort of strong determination built up in him. He began to make mental declarations about how much weight he’d press or how many reps he’d do, even proclaim not to use his other powers at all if he got into trouble when he would push himself. This zest for a meaningful workout quickly faded however when a familiar voice sounded behind him.

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It wasn’t at all difficult to remember that voice. Ed tentatively turned his head in Sis’ direction, “Hi….” His spirit was hopeful and determined but quickly sank into a distraught state when confronted with Sis and therefore the events from the day before. Ed didn’t want Sis feeling responsible though so he quickly tried to perk up, but his expression fell short. “….You look good,” he managed to blurt out with a somber look on his face.

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Ian let go of Ella’s shoulder when he noticed tears in her eyes. He didn’t want to really ruin her good day but he was still angry about what happened yesterday, or at least the resulting talk he had with security and his mother. Ian muttered a quiet “Sorry,” before turning toward Kruth’T with his warm and cheerful smile. “Sorry about yesterday, Kruth’T. I didn’t mean to push that whole situation out of control like that but you were still composed enough to help bring it under control so thanks.”

His gaze turned toward Orchid as she skillfully fired her bow with perfect form. “Who’s your friend here?” he asked, “She’s really good.”

After his early morning check-up, Ed had his breakfast brought to him in his room because he felt less than sociable after his behavior yesterday. Despite his anti-social demeanor, Edward did attend the Hero discussion group. He’d often retell some of his run-ins with the Rikti after the war had been won or even the war itself. What he most enjoyed telling was the occurrences that lead up to the invasion and how he got his telekinetic powers and his superhero name. When the discussions would turn heated, Ed would always back down. It’s not like he had anything to prove. Besides, he could always tell when someone was telling a tall tale or stretching the truth. Always.

However, this time, Ed just relaxed in the back of the group and listened. An interesting story about a bout with Nosferatu of the 5th Column back around the time of WWII was being told today, which Ed had to admit, was before his time. Still very interesting. But Edward was more interested in hearing about the Rikti and their experiments perhaps because he was afraid he might be changing into one. Perhaps not transforming physically into one (yet) but it was quite obvious the type of abilities he was developing.

The hero discussion ended pretty civilly, without too much arguing, so Ed rolled on out in his wheelchair toward the gym. He knew he had a few tests to perform later to gauge his psycho-development but he decided no one would mind him being late so instead wheeled himself toward the gym.

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Throughout their stroll through the forest, Kruth’T probably heard footsteps from behind their group with his immense hearing abilities although any attempts and identifying the culprit failed. Whoever it was was pretty slippery and didn’t want to be revealed yet. It wouldn’t have felt too odd however, many patients walked the grounds for exercised and recreation.

After they left the forest, it seemed whoever it was following stayed behind in the trees. It wasn’t until they finally got to the bunker and speaking with the hologram did Ian finally built up the courage to follow and did so quickly. He recognized Kruth’T (who’s name he learned from one of the staff that dealt with patient files but that’s the only thing he could get out of her) and Ella, of course, but the other woman with them he had never seen. He looked her over a few times as he quickly closed in before stopping near silently behind Ella. “Hi guys,” he said to the three while resting a hand on Ella’s shoulder. After being thrown hard into a wall by this girl the day before, Ian was fully prepared for her reaction.

Part of him wanted Ella to attempt to attack him just so he could get back at her for yesterday but another part hoped she’d just turn around to see his face was very much solemn.

That's a good deal of wink and smirk emotes there. And...

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And he's not young...

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Huh? He is so! At least I thought he was...

I generally agree with Halo on godmoding but I think the issue being 'discussed' has more to do with the capabilities of certain characters and not godmoding which, by definition, is taking control of someone else's character.

I like to imagine that Devious' characters are just more difficult to 'defeat' than others, if that were your goal. If you're just RPing and you need to get past him or stop him or something, that's completely in the realm of possibility.....but I don't fight Devious. His characters solo AVs

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Sis’ words echoed in his mind while he was escorted to his room and even as he sat hopeless in his room. He wanted to fight, he wanted to solve this problem but the odds had recently taken a turn against him. One mistake and he might lose his place as a hero among the city, his powers or even worse, his life. Although he was never one to go out of his way to request help, he knew he’d need it to get himself out of the fire this time.

“Okay, Edward,” Sandra hailed as she entered the door of Ed’s room after a ten minute conversation outside, “I talked to security and informed them of everything. When we can have a more private conversation, I’ll tell you everything I can find out about your case. But for now, visiting hours will be over soon so it will have to wait until tomorrow.”

Ed simply nodded and stared off into space. After a moment’s pause, Sandra exited and closed the door gently behind her. Ian sat in the seat next to Ed’s bed with a confused look on his face. “What exactly is going on? Did something b-” Ian cut off his sentence when Ed sighed aloud. “-Ahem- Okay, did you want me to get you something to eat?” Ed shook his head. Ian was silent for a few moments before trying to warm Ed with a pleasant smile. “How about a game of Shogi?”

When Edward didn’t answer, Ian’s smile soon faded and his head sank. “Ed….I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you. I wasn’t using my brain and…” Ian’s apology was interrupted when the shogi board floated up to him telekinetically.

“Don’t worry about it. I take the blame on myself,” Edward replied and waved a hand to retrieve the game pieces. “And try not to take forever deciding your moves.”

“I won’t,” Ian answered with a grin. “We’ll probably only have time for one game before I have to leave.”

“That’s plenty of time to tell you everything that happened today,” Ed returned and played the first move.

((Okay, trying to wrap up this scene then finish up the day in 2 posts….well, a few post. Sorry for holding you up Py.))

“Just relax and I’ll do what I can to help,” Sandra commented as she typed on a handheld device she pulled from her pocket. “If you agree to calm down and not cause trouble I can try and contact the clinic guard to tell them you’ve been apprehended and they may stop trying to ‘put you down’. After that, I’ll do everything I can to get you answers from the one that is handling your treatment.”

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Sis’s eyes narrowed. “So…something that wouldn’t make it past the Geneva conventions is not only allowed, but installed without the patient’s knowledge? Sounds like thin ice to me.” She paused for a moment before asking her next question. “Who’s got the master button?”

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Still typing on her device for a few minutes, she groaned to herself silently. “Well, since the technology belongs to me, I have the master button but I’m not the only one with such power. I mean, I could activate it right now or remove it with the right ritual….but there’s already too much red tape to wade through. With my company’s assets and reputation on the line, I’d rather not remove the implant before it’s done its job.”

The last comment really got Ed’s blood boiling and the energy that burned through his eyes emanated through the air. “Like I said,” Sandra commented again without taking her eyes from her handheld while still typing on it. “You’ve got to calm down. The implant is there to find answers about you and your condition, not as some sort of obedience chip. Besides, I don’t like my husband’s creations used so senselessly no more than you like them used on you without your knowledge.”

As she talked and typed, a hum from her jeweled belt buzzed through the air. Sandra managed to override the force dampener on the belt so she could reactivate one of the Magitech suites programmed in it. Bright green circuitry patterns extended from the crystal in her belt and the silvery skin-tight suit she had worn before reactivated.

“Okay, now I’ll contact central security to tell them I’ve apprehended you. If you play along, I’ll gain a bit of trust from those working here. With that trust, I can perhaps get some things changed around here….okay?” Sandra passed a glance to both Sis and Edward, sincerely hoping they’d help her help them.

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Sis almost laughed. “Ain’t technology wonderful? Limitations make my job a breeze. As for which way the security team is coming…I just like to know my situation. No one ever said anything about escaping. I was just trying to get Grumpy away from them until he could calm down enough to walk back in on his own. I dunno about you, but being assaulted with a syringe would put me in a bad mood too.”

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Ed crossed his arms in frustration. “Well, I was planning to escape….I think…..at least I wanted to…..” Sandra quirked an eyebrow at Ed’s last intriguing comment. Ed had started out just wanting to get a bit of exercise alone but then shifted to wanting to escape? That sounded strange even to him.

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Ed stared as Sis then Sandra then his feet. He wasn’t sure what to do. If he escaped, he’d still have the implant in his head, not to mention if he didn’t get attention for his condition, he might lose his strength and invulnerability powers completely as well as his ability to ever walk again.

“Well, let’s go,” Sandra interrupted, “The sooner we get you back to your quarters, the less likely the guards will try and poke you in the butt again.” She started walking back toward the building without waiting for either to follow.

Still staring at his feet, Ed let out a sigh. “You can help if you want,” he said to Sis, “but I’d rather you not get mixed up in all of this. Thinking about the trouble I’ve gotten myself in is just depressing and I wish it would just go away but if you can help this go away faster, that’s just as good.” Keeping his eyes low, he followed after Sandra.

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Ian started following Kruth’T and the others when a familiar voice rang in his mind.

Ian, come to me this instant.

“What? Mom?” he said aloud. What is it? I’m kind of busy?

Too busy to do your job? You are suppose to look after Mr. Timbres, aren’t you?

Oh right, Ian groaned in his mind and massaged his temple. Well-…..I forgot about Edward for some reason.

For a boy so smart, you sure aren’t as perceptive as Mr. Ishikawa says you are.

Ian didn’t bother replying to that last comment, or thinking about responding to it. He just moved in the direction Sandra beckoned him. In a minute or so, Ian was meeting up with Sandra, Ed and Sis. He began bowing apologetically to Edward and Sandra saying “Sorry, sorry I let you guys down,” and didn’t bother saying much else to keep his thoughts as blank as possible.

Ian’s eye caught the woman that was behind Ed and recognized her instantly. “Sis? What are you- Oh, I did ask- I mean…..Hi, how’s it going?” Ian’s face turned beat red as he desperately tried to mask his thoughts but to no avail.

You asked someone who is suppose to be a guest here at the clinic to do your job for you so you could chase after some girl? Sandra’s stern voice which echoed in his head was accompanied by a stern glare from her emerald eyes.

“I- I’m sorry,” Ian apologized again.

We’ll talk about this later.

Edward didn’t bother trying to listen in on their telepathic conversation, but even if he tried, he’d probably hear a bunch of strange analog signals that he didn’t have a clue to decipher. Instead, he continued to ponder his predicament.

You could rejoin SH101 but I'm not realizing what you expect to get from an RP thread in less that 10 days.

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Blue of course, but your a ROBOT like all the rest that can't see past thier noses! Keep paying that bill like me.. Oh yeah, you do care or you wouldn't even take the time to post! PLEASE, read the "Art of War" before you come at someone like me with your gander! Have a nice night!

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When did we bring adult male geese into the discussion?

I'm going to judge Dual Blades by what I can see in the screenshots....

Poses? Love em! I can tell I won't be displeased with some of those attacks.

Length? Okay, not bad. I can live with it, really. 2 smaller blades may resemble Claws too much anyway.

Width? Eh, a bit thin if you ask me. I think 'toothpicks' when I look at the screenie. I can live with that though.

Curvature? Cool. I like it. Makes it look unique...kind of.

Style? Why why whY WHY WHY!? Why do they look so damn PLAIN!!!!??! That's presicely why I cannot play Broadsword. In the BS set, the animations are dull and unimpressive (no power in most of those swings at all) and the blade is unforgivably plain. The only thing the set has going for it is it's 'better than average' damage which is probably why so many play it.

Both blade things are two colors. Grey and Dark Brown. OMG! BORING!!! You could google a better looking blade in under a second! GAH! Where's the style!?

I like the Katana set because of its animations and the sword doesn't look that bad. This set would need 28 flavors of awesome as animations to make me overlook the *grabs thesaurus to find another word for boring and dull because he can't think straight* monotonous look of those metal toothpicks.

GAAAAAHGG! *foams at the mouth*

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Im not now, nor have I EVER advocated the removal of powersets already in the game. Yes, I agree that the game should be fun and fast. But the way I see it, CoH already offers plenty of powerset choices for players who wish to be a "killer" heroes, but few for "the good guys".

Lets break down the Scrappers.

Claws: Killer
Katana: Killer
Broad Sword: Killer
Spines: Killer
Martial Arts: Not Killer
Dark Melee: Not Killer, but could be RP'ed that way if you choose.

Also, the MA set is limited to kicks. All you have to do is watch a UFC fight to know that MA has punches, elbows, knees and throws. I won't even mention the Bruce Lee style nerve strikes, open plams, and bone breaking.

Nothing says that just because the moves are "non-lethal" they can't be fast and brutal. It just takes a bit more imagination then porting over the rogue class from WoW.

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I have a game for you, and really, anyone can play. It's called Explain-up or Shut-up. Here's the rules: You describe how and why you believe a powerset may or maynot be 'killer' otherwise you shut up. I'll start.

Martial arts: 'Killer' You say it's non-killer but can a superpowered MA scrapper/stalker not crush a robot with metallic armor with ease? If you can focus your chi and easily send your foot through a mass of metal with a crane kick could you not do the same thing to a fleshy Circle of Thorn Mage or Malta gunslinger?

Dark Melee: 'Killer'Focusing the energy of death and the neatherworld into a foe would most definitly kill them, in more ways than one. Not only can it decay the physical but destroy the spiritual? Yeah, that's going to cause damage that probably won't be healed.

Katana: 'Not Killer' Sure, any nut can run around slicing people with a sword but most of the unskilled, unworthy weapon wielders will be the 1st to be shot and dead, leaving the truely proficient weapon users. With skill comes control, so a superpowered sword user can limit himself to relatively superficial wounds to bleed his foe into submission. I'm sure all the people running around with armor to protect against gunfire might hinder a sword as well.

My main character is a Kat/SR scrapper and he doesn't even wield a sword, not a metal one at least. He really runs around with a wooden sword that he can 'will' to cut when he needs it to. I just have to RP him that way until weapon customization rolls around.

Okay, who wants the next turn?

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Um...no. Captain America does not corner the market on shields. There are a ton of concept characters that could be made using shields. There's a ton that will be made using DB too. The point was that DB did not win the poll. It was just the easier one to implement. Personally, I'm glad they're adding any new set at this point. The devs have really been too slow at getting new sets in the game. They need to add these two, and then a lot more.

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DB, Shields, Street Fighting and Willpower won. However DB and Shields being a lot of time to make they decided to pair them off with one that had an easier method of creating.

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Personally, I didn't want another 'blade' set either unless the blade was on a stick (spear/pike/halberd) or the blade was made of something different. I voted for Energy Blade and Psionic Weaponry but you don't hear me crying. If the devs are putting effort into the new set to make it look cool, then I'll surely make a cool-to-me concept for them and play them.

If you continue to read Positron's post, he says they are making Shield melee, but it'll take time to get all the animations together and make it look nice and cool. Even though it was the winner, the attention that shields needed was going to Dual blades (and Willpower requiring very little attention overall works in the set's favor especially because it was the runner up).

I hope the devs do more polls like this. Next poll up should be ranged sets and control sets!

Kinda? I'm ashamed for not joining the Sexy Jay fanclub sooner

OMG! Someone somehow managed to find my old spirit energy explination hidden somewhere....oh wait, it's in my sig. Nevermind

I'm glad I could help and am interested in how my little old thread inspired you. I can certainly say that bit of appreciation made my day . Certainly pulled me out of my slump and draw some things, maybe even cleared up a bit of my writer's block. Thanks alot!~

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((Sorry I haven't updated in so long. I didn't get a chance to read all the posts as the last page or so seem really long but I'll get around to it.))

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A nervous smirk flashed across Sandra’s face and she tried to lock eyes with Sis. “Well, that’s the thing….the monitoring device that was implanted is also a form a magitech capable of focusing the patient’s spiritual aura to disrupt their neuronal synapses with a single chant or a push of a button….” Edward’s determined glare caught her attention in a sort of ‘get to the point’ manner so Sandra followed up with a summary. “It can alter your brain functions to stop telekinetic powers from working. It won’t put him in a coma but it’ll be less detrimental than using a power dampening device.”

The air between Edward and Sandra didn’t grow any less tense with her explanation which made Sandra ever more nervous. “Why? Why use all this magic and whatever else? Why help me?” Ed demanded and took a step toward her but his temper began to quell.

“I can’t say it was entirely my idea. My son inspired me when he began volunteering here. I decided to expand the applications of magitech to medical and therapeutic operations but the human testing is very limit-” Sandra started explaining, her expression calm and intellectual but cringed her face just before finishing her sentence. “Perhaps I’ve said too much?”

“You’re damn right you said too much!” Ed flared up again, “I’m not a damned guinea pig!”

“Um, it was the nature of your condition, your powers of resilience and the clinic expending their resources that got them to agree to my company lending some help,” Sandra went on, getting slightly defensive that it might be possible that her magitech may somehow be inadequate to help those in need.

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"Easy. She probably had no idea, man. And if I have learned anything about security personnel, we're going to have a bigger problem on our hands in a minute." Without turning around, she asked Sandra, "You're psychic. Where are they? Air or ground?" Her words were clipped. It was clear from her tone she expected an answer.

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Edward backed down and turned a cold shoulder to both the women. “I wouldn’t bet on it,” he growled toward Sis as he was now getting more miffed with the both of them.

Sandra, on the other hand, smirked nervously. “Oh, well I’m not really psychic. My suit can pick up the minute waves given off by the minds of living things, amplify, interpret then transpose the information into thought. So without my suit, I’m incapable of doing that.” She blushed a bit and straightened the jeans she was now wearing with her hands, “….and I cannot reactivate a suit so soon after I switch it off.”

After a short awkward moment for Sandra, she managed to summon at least an inkling of defiance in the situation despite the possibly dangerous pair. “Hey, what are you planning to do either way, ground or air? Run? Because I am against that. I’d like to help Ed’s condition, not help him escape.”

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Kruth'T nodded, understanding his dilemma. "Basically, Ella injured someone. It looked like she had momentarily lost control of her powers, and it scarred her badly." I think.

"I think the security captain would know more, but I believe he wouldn't be authorized to explain better."

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Ian crossed his arms and nodded as he listened. “Hmm, so that’s what happened. I guess you were there to see? That must mean you hang around her so you two are friends. My name’s Ian,” he smiled and extended a hand to shake toward Kruth’T.

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"Buddy...if you're a tank, I'm a princess. And I'm sure as hell not a princess." Sis adjusted her grip on him to ensure that she wasn't hurting him. It was hard to judge - sometimes she just didn't know her own strength.

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Ed grumbled to himself, belligerent of the misunderstanding and being carried around. “Well, excuse me for not feeling myself the last few weeks,” he growled in reply.

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"Peachy keen," Sis growled. "I take it you're responsible for this midair maneuvering?"
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"Lucky?!" Sis ground her teeth, the syringe shattering in her hand as she clenched her fist. "...damn. Look, lady, I don't know what's going on here, but what sort of medical clinic tries to control their patients by putting them in a coma - without having the necessary machines nearby to keep them alive?!?"

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“Why yes,” Sandra smiled in a cheery sunny manner, “A constant stream of psychokinetic waves helps.”

“…and who the heck are you, anyway?” Ed barked out, glad he finally was back on the ground and on his own feet.

“I apologize if I surprised you or anything. I’m Sandra Kelly of Ktech industries although you may have not heard of such a company….” The woman’s smile remained as she bowed her head and introduced herself. “…but anyway, I just think you’re misunderstanding the situation," she said toward Sis, "The clinic staff is just trying to do their job to help suffering metahumans. It’s the security’s job to keep the peace and safety of everyone but I guess in this situation, the two priorities clash a bit. I doubt anything this place could stir up could put Ed in a coma.”

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"Are you up here?" Sis tapped a finger against her temple. "'Cause you're an unwelcome guest if you are."

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“Oh right.” Sandra’s smile faded and she adjusted the settings on the antennae protruding where her ears would be under her luxurious sandy hair. “I’m very sorry. Sometimes I don’t even realize what setting this thing is on.” Feeling she was losing the trust of the both of them, especially Sis by how defensive she may or may not be, Sandra did one better than adjusting her magitech mindwave amplifier/receiver and deactivated the whole suit.

A green luminous grid pattern over and around the contours of her curves appeared when she touched the large crystalline object in her belt. The silvery skin tight armor faded then finally disappeared square by square within the grid. [EDIT]((I was rereading some of the old posts and reread mine and I got to this point. Dispite how I described it, Sandra isn't naked now She's wearing the same casual clothes she was wearing when she was sitting with Ian at lunch.))

Sandra was about to step closer to investigate Ed’s bandage but she second guessed Sis’ reaction and retained her distance from them. “You don’t remember? I thought it happened earlier today.”

“I thought that was just a check up,” Edward relied.

“Hmm, I wonder why the doctors wouldn’t say anything,” She thought and rubbed the fair skin of her cheek with a finger while she pondered the clinic’s procedures. “After I offered my magitech to the clinic, they started out by asking me to monitor Edward’s condition as none of their equipment were providing any conclusive information. My engineers managed to create a device that could monitor Edward but required to be implanted behind Ed’s eye. It will be removed after a few days.”

Edward’s temper was obviously getting worked up again as he listened. “You put something in my eye?....Without asking me!?”

Sandra was getting a bit nervous. Ed did have a reason to be angry and his balled fists and menacing eyes were showing this change. “Well, like I said, I’m not really involved with the clinic. My company just created the monitoring device. We had nothing to do with how it was implanted,” she explained and took a cautious step back.

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After finally letting himself roll to his bottom, Ian groaned aloud and rubbed the back of his neck while examining the crack in the wall. “Ouch….I have a feeling I’ll feel the stiffness in my back in an hour or two,” he complained to himself.

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The medic made his was over to the upside down Ian.

“Do you need medical assistance?”

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Kruth'T glanced at the healer, "I don't know. I didn't hear any bones breaking, and his heart-beat is steady."

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“Wha- Oh, I’m fine…I guess. But some injuries can’t be fixed with bandages and medication,” Ian replied with a forced grin.

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“So what fun did I miss?” She directed at Kruth’T. She then looked down at Ian and tilted her head to kind of line up with his perspective.

“Tough day at the office champ?” She smiled her smile. It was designed to be cocky and slightly light hearted, but you kind of needed to know her to get the light hearted part.

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“That’s one way you could put it,” Ian smiled back but purely light hearted and cheerful. “…but I can only imagine what kind of trouble I’ll be in now. I’ve always been told to keep out of the way of the clinic security.”

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Kneeling down, he then spoke to Ian. "My apologies, human. In someways this was my fault. I asked Ella to put an end to this, before someone got hurt or killed."

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Still sitting and rubbing his neck, Ian looked up at the odd fellow with a curious brow. “What do you mean? Put an end to what? I guess I came into the situation toward the middle. What was going on?”

Wow, Hermod's back! So you did wander off without telling us (me at least). Shame

Yes, I'm looking forward to the invastion too. My altitis has kind of worked in my favor though, I haven't lvled my main guy past 39 so I'll be able to enjoy most of the range of the content when it hits.

So you haven't tried the inventions or anything? And are you going to post in the old RP threads?

Ian would have continued to plead with the guard to try and resolve the misunderstanding some other way but Ella began to shake as she clung to his arm. He turned a concerned eye in her direction before completely turning his back to the guard. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he *would* have said had she not changed her grip on his arm and tossed him violently away.

Normally, his quick reaction speeds would allow him to counter the throw by gripping his opponent’s arm just before release and toss his opponent with their own strength (a technique he dubbed the Fleeting Tiger) but, for the most part, his reflexes were nonexistent due to his mind being consumed by other emotions.

As he sailed through the air, Ian felt the same betrayal that Ella had felt when he jokingly ‘turned her in’ when he was confronted with the guards. He didn’t even make an effort to change his trajectory and his spinning trend continued. Usually, it was a simple matter to angle himself to take a fall or throw and suffer little damage, but it didn’t seem important at the moment so his back crashed into the wall, causing a definite series of cracks in the reinforced architecture of the wall and his body angled upside down. Ian’s form was stuck in the wall for a few seconds before gravity finally pulled him, sliding his body along its fractured surface. When he reached the floor, Ian was kept propped against the wall and his weight held up by his neck and upper back. He was now at rest from further movement besides his right leg twitching in the air.

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Finally, Kruth'T turned to the human Ella had thrown, and approached him. "Hello, I am Kruth'T. Are you well?"

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Ian’s mauve eyes were still open but were void of any consciousness. He was still awake though, which was obvious by the words he mumbled. “She….doesn’t….like me…” he muttered several times, his voice raspy due to his odd hunched upsidedown position.

“I’m not a controller type….I’m not a defender type or blaster type either, now put me down!” Edward demanded although he didn’t struggle. It’s not like this is the most humiliating position he’d been in at the clinic.

On Sis’ third leap, she might have noticed her decent slowing down but not dramatically. On the height of her fourth leap, both her and Ed would feel their weight being held in place by some invisible force. Ed looked over his shoulder to Sis, wondering if she could also fly but seemed to be getting the same look from her as his. “Don’t look at me,” Ed grumbled.

It was only a minute before some slender figure came into view in a silvery metallic suit that hugged the contours of her whole body, only halting at the neck, where her long brown feathered hair fell to her shoulders and around the sonic receptors/antennae that covered her ears. The bright yellow circuitry patterns that stretched from feet to torso glowed faintly as her hovering began to gain velocity to meet them. She floated up to the two as if she was being held up by the same force as them. “Hello Edward, Sis. Nice weather today, huh?”

Sandra adjusted a dial on her head antenna and they all began to descend toward the ground slowly. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to ‘turn you in’ or anything. I’m just trying to help you out.” Ed just grumbled to himself as they crept closer to the ground. “Oh, and if you wanted to know what’s in the needle, it’s a drug specifically designed to attack the hypothalamus which is the part of the brain that regulates autonomous functions like your heart beat and digestion. It may seem harsh but I’m here so hopefully drugs like that won’t have to be used.” It may have felt odd that they were all being held up by the combined power of their own minds and Sandra's which was simply tapping into their 'mind's frequency'. “You’re lucky there was a bit of a crowd on my way out. Someone who’s responsible for the entire clinic’s security asked if I could assist. So how is your eye after the operation?” Sandra asked Ed as their destination neared.

“Operation?” He rubbed the bandage that still wrapped around his head and over his eye. He didn’t seem knowledgeable about what had recently happened.


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“Would you just slow down for a minute!? She’s not acting dangerous or anything so why are you resorting to unneeded violence,” Ian shouted, still holding his stance but not attacking. “Can’t you see your attacks are provoking that warshade?” He wanted to help the guard to stop Void Blazer but first he’d rather they all stop attacking which would probably stop the warshade’s attack as well.

As Sis grasped his shoulders and shook him, Ed’s mind was flooded with confusion partially because the entire building didn’t rip apart like a blown up paper back as well as Sis being largely unaffected. Ed was also perplexed that he was no longer being attacked by the guards or Sis and so his fury began to subside but not before smacking Sis’ hand away from him. It might have been the sedatives in the darts or the dip of mental focus from his confused state but after releasing Sis’ grip on him, Ed lost his balance and toppled backwards and smashed into a wall.

“Don’t….don’t touch me,” he groaned to Sis while rubbing the back of his head. After looking around at the mess he caused and the guards he managed to assault, Ed glided to his feet and started to shuffle away, bracing himself by placing a hand along the wall. He looked tired out but that could easily change if given an incentive.

Meanwhile, the leader of the RED team made a quick call over the radio to central security.

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“Now wait a minute,” Ian replied with a nervous smile when told to step away from Ella who was now taking cover behind him. His hand subconsciously went to his waist when the rifle was lowered in his direction but it was a loose grip that laid on his bokken. “I don’t think Ella will cause anymore trouble. She seems fine now so maybe someone should just take her to her room so she can-”

“FIRE!”

As the grenade sailed toward him and Ella, Ian used a flick of his thumb to launch his weapon from his waist. It glided on the air like an arrow and the hilt of the bokken collided squarely with the projectile just as it was midway between him and the launcher. If it didn’t explode, Ian had his sword angled to knock the grenade to a corner of the room where it would affect the fewest people and his bokken would twirl back to his hand like a boomerang but if it exploded on contact, his sword may be launched in any number of directions yet unscathed.

Although it was as much of a surprise to him as to the guards of the new alien creature that was attacking, he hoped it would stifle any further attacks, at least until he could recover his bokken. This is getting crazy and I have a bad feeling about Ed….

((Nice of you to um...wait for the others to catch up. Maybe I should just step out now before getting left in the dust >_&gt)