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  2. [2016-02-20 19:36:25] <Antioch|GM> -------------------------
  3. [2016-02-20 19:37:11] <Antioch|GM> You're parked outside the wrought-iron gates of your parents' house. You've long since stopped thinking of it as your house.
  4. [2016-02-20 19:37:51] <Antioch|GM> Despite it being only slightly more than half a year since you've been here, it feels like an eternity.
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  6. [2016-02-20 19:38:34] <Antioch|GM> Your old life seems more distant than ever, and seeing your house, feeling that sense of detachment, only serves to deepen the chasm between the past and the present.
  7. [2016-02-20 19:39:15] <Antioch|GM> Shades is parked on the shoulder of the road, still in the same damn car, despite your protests that it could serve to identify the two of you.
  8. [2016-02-20 19:40:10] <Antioch|GM> "D'you want to give 'em a buzz?" he asks, gesturing out the window at the intercom next to the gates.
  9. [2016-02-20 19:40:10] <Antioch|GM> "Or, we could always hop the fence." ||
  10. [2016-02-20 19:43:03] <Saff|Queen> My chest feels like it's going to collapse in on itself. Coming here... it was my idea. As shitty as my parents were they have the right to know that their daughter isn't dead. But still... They were the ones that put me in that rehab facility. They were the ones that turned my life upside down. I look over to Shades and swallow hard, looking down at my
  11. [2016-02-20 19:43:03] <Saff|Queen> hands. My fingernails have slowly started to grow back, but they still look mangled and painful. "Maybe... Maybe turning around... Would be cool? Fuck." If only Shades would let me snort a line or two before I went in there. ||
  12. [2016-02-20 19:43:59] <Antioch|GM> "I think you need to do this, kid," he says, raising an eyebrow archly behind the sunglasses.
  13. [2016-02-20 19:44:18] <Antioch|GM> "We had a deal, didn't we? No backing out now." ||
  14. [2016-02-20 19:48:27] <Saff|Queen> "Shades. I hate them. I hate them so much. I don't want to be here." I look over at him and sigh. "You're my family now." Just me n Shades. It's been hard, since the fight against Auswahlen. We lost Freezerburn, and who knows where Quickfix is now. Probably still in jail. "I guess pressing the buzzer is okay."||
  15. [2016-02-20 19:48:50] ⇐ Prothean quit (Prothean@net-lumhum.ca.charter.com): Quit: Screw you guys, I'm going home.
  16. [2016-02-20 19:49:21] <Antioch|GM> He takes his hands off the wheel for a moment, putting both of them on your shoulders.
  17. [2016-02-20 19:49:39] <Antioch|GM> "They can't do shit to you," he says. "You're fucking Queen when you walk in those doors, got it?" ||
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  19. [2016-02-20 19:52:46] <Saff|Queen> "I'm still their daughter. Even if I am a supervillain." I look up at Shades, trying to take this all in. Since my sixteenth birthday my entire life has been turned upside down. "I guess I'm doing this." ||
  20. [2016-02-20 19:55:04] <Antioch|GM> He pulls up to the gate, punching the button on intercom, which makes a buzzing sound.
  21. [2016-02-20 19:55:20] <Antioch|GM> An unfamiliar voice, female, answers.
  22. [2016-02-20 19:55:27] <Antioch|GM> "Marshall residence, who is this?" ||
  23. [2016-02-20 19:56:42] <Saff|Queen> "I um..." I take a deep breath, my hands shaking. "It's Genny. Tell mom and dad I'm home."||
  24. [2016-02-20 19:57:32] <Antioch|GM> "Uh... who? Never mind. I'll let them know." ||
  25. [2016-02-20 19:59:50] <Saff|Queen> Who? That's... Who is this lady? I look over at Shades, trying to keep it together. "Fuck. I can't do this. Give me a fucking cig." I go to reach for a pack in the center console, knowing full well Shades will probably stop me. ||
  26. [2016-02-20 20:04:03] <Antioch|GM> He leans on the center console with his elbow adamantly. "Don't lose your shit. You got this."
  27. [2016-02-20 20:04:59] <Antioch|GM> It takes a moment, but there's a buzzing sound from the speaker, and the double gates swing open. ||
  28. [2016-02-20 20:07:14] <Saff|Queen> I don't got it. At least, I don't think I do. Usually, though, Shades is right. "I guess... I guess it's time to go." ||
  29. [2016-02-20 20:08:49] <Antioch|GM> The car pulls forward, crunching over gravel, and Shades parks the car next to the stupid-ass looking fountain with the pissing fat winged babies. You remember the argument your parents had when your dad bought the damn thing.
  30. [2016-02-20 20:09:55] <Antioch|GM> The thick, oaken double doors look more imposing than they usually would, a gilt M adorning both doors.
  31. [2016-02-20 20:10:23] <Antioch|GM> Shades gets out of the car, pulling out a cigarette but not lighting it.
  32. [2016-02-20 20:10:34] <Antioch|GM> "You want me to come in with you? Might be weird, might help. Your call." ||
  33. [2016-02-20 20:11:48] <Saff|Queen> I look over at him, raising my eyebrow at the unlit cigarette. We always have packs and cartons lying around but I've only seen Shades smoke a handful of times. Something's definitely up.
  34. [2016-02-20 20:13:10] <Saff|Queen> I think for a minute, tapping my chin. I don't even know how I would address this. 'hey mom and dad. This is Shades, he's my drug dealer/dad/supervillain boss. I hope you accept my life choices.' but it feels... Wrong not to include him. "Come with me. You can always bail pretty quick if you need to." ||
  35. [2016-02-20 20:15:37] <Antioch|GM> "Let's do this, then." He walks up to the door, pounding on it twice.
  36. [2016-02-20 20:16:10] <Antioch|GM> He tucks the unlit cigarette into his breast pocket, waiting for a response.
  37. [2016-02-20 20:17:11] <Antioch|GM> The rightmost door swings open, your mother answering the door, dressed formally, hair fixed, wearing an expression you used to call her 'lawyer face'.
  38. [2016-02-20 20:17:28] <Antioch|GM> She looks at you, up and down, barely giving Shades a passing glance.
  39. [2016-02-20 20:17:36] <Antioch|GM> "Imogen," she says. ||
  40. [2016-02-20 20:18:59] <Saff|Queen> "Mom." I say, clenching my jaw so hard that my teeth start to hurt. I don't know what to say. She's just. Standing there, looking at me. Coming here was a bad idea. "It's... it's been a while."||
  41. [2016-02-20 20:21:26] <Antioch|GM> "At least it seems you're doing..." she pauses on the word, more closely scrutinizing you, "... alright."
  42. [2016-02-20 20:25:13] <Antioch|GM> You're far more presentable than the day you were broken out of jail, and you've had a few weeks to recover. Your hair is looking a lot better, though you sacrificed a lot of length to be rid of the frayed and split ends, and your thin, borderline-emaciate frame has filled out.
  43. [2016-02-20 20:26:38] <Antioch|GM> Your nails are healing slowly, slower than you'd like. Despite looking and feeling better, you still get the feeling she's focusing on your every trait, every feature, finding something to criticize. ||
  44. [2016-02-20 20:28:21] <Saff|Queen> "That's... That's all you can say?" I ask, giving her my 'are you fucking kidding me' face. "I go missing for nearly a whole damn year and I come back and you can't even fucking pretend to be upset?" I turn around, looking at Shades with a pissed off frown. "This was a mistake. They don
  45. [2016-02-20 20:28:29] <Saff|Queen> 't deserve shit. Let's GO."||
  46. [2016-02-20 20:28:42] * Nonagon|Busy is now known as Nonagon
  47. [2016-02-20 20:28:54] <Antioch|GM> Your mother lets out a drawn-out, long-suffering sigh.
  48. [2016-02-20 20:29:26] <Antioch|GM> "I burned through being upset months ago," she says, expression on her face wavering between pained and exasperated.
  49. [2016-02-20 20:30:27] <Antioch|GM> "Finding out about the... the drugs thing? Pulling all-nighters to get you out of fucking /prison/?!"
  50. [2016-02-20 20:30:49] <Antioch|GM> She inhales deeply, trying to collect herself.
  51. [2016-02-20 20:31:26] <Antioch|GM> "I..."
  52. [2016-02-20 20:31:41] <Antioch|GM> She pauses, stopping herself from whatever she was going to say, letting her hands fall to her sides. ||
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  54. [2016-02-20 20:37:59] <Saff|Queen> "Drugs aren't that big of a deal." Not with everything else that's happened. She'd get an ulcer if she knew that I actually went to jail. "The place you put me in? It was worse than prison." I'm trying so hard not to cry. "You don't even want me home. I should go. I just wanted you to know that I'm not dead."||
  55. [2016-02-20 20:39:24] <Antioch|GM> "I was going to have your record expunged," she pleads. "You finish the rehab program, do some community service, stay clean for six months of drug testing, everything wiped out. Do you know how hard to work for that?"
  56. [2016-02-20 20:39:59] <Antioch|GM> "To get to where you could have that erased from your record, so you could go to college and live your life like... like a normal girl?!" ||
  57. [2016-02-20 20:42:37] <Saff|Queen> "I can't be normal, Mom!" There are things she doesn't understand. I'm not... I'm a cape. Hell, I'm a murderer.||
  58. [2016-02-20 20:44:40] <Antioch|GM> She slumps, defeated. "I... I know."
  59. [2016-02-20 20:45:20] <Antioch|GM> "You did run away from a government-mandated rehabilitation program," she explain, letting her expression return to neutral as she reverts to lawyer-speak.
  60. [2016-02-20 20:45:53] <Antioch|GM> "There's a warrant for you now. Not for juvie. Big girl jail." ||
  61. [2016-02-20 20:48:46] <Saff|Queen> Big girl jail. Heh. Not a problem. "Oh, is that all?" I roll my eyes and kick at the stone steps, a frown growing on my face. "Cakewalk. Fucking. Cake. Walk." I start to bounce on the balls of my feet, getting antsy since it's been a while since my last fix. Shades wanted me to be lucid when I came down here, but it's just making my skin itch.||
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  63. [2016-02-20 20:50:05] <Antioch|GM> If possible, she looks even more drained.
  64. [2016-02-20 20:51:28] <Antioch|GM> "I don't know if there's anything I can do for you anymore," she says, defeated. "I'm... I'm not even sure why you came back."
  65. [2016-02-20 20:51:52] <Antioch|GM> She shakes her head, lowering it so you can't see her eyes.
  66. [2016-02-20 20:52:09] <Antioch|GM> "I failed you. I failed you as a mother, Imogen." ||
  67. [2016-02-20 20:56:02] <Saff|Queen> "I'm not.... I'm not staying for long. Mom, things... Things aren't good." And by that, I mean I shot a Protectorate cape and nearly killed her. By all means, Jetstream should have died. But now... now she's pulling guilt trip shit on me? "You're... You're not fucking serious, are you? Mom. You and dad never gave a shit. You never gave a shit until I fucked
  68. [2016-02-20 20:56:02] <Saff|Queen> up and got caught. Fuck." ||
  69. [2016-02-20 20:57:52] <Antioch|GM> She doesn't raise her head to meet your eye.
  70. [2016-02-20 20:58:21] <Antioch|GM> "No, you're right... we didn't care enough. Not nearly enough."
  71. [2016-02-20 20:58:33] <Antioch|GM> She stops, wiping at her eyes. ||
  72. [2016-02-20 21:02:35] <Saff|Queen> "No. No, don't pull that bullshit on me." I ball my hands up into fists, fighting back my own tears. "You didn't care! Mom, there were so many signs. I smoked pot in the garage! Half the time I didn't even make sure you were looking away before I popped a pill! You didn't care then. You didn't care until I got caught!" Now tears are running down my face,
  73. [2016-02-20 21:02:35] <Saff|Queen> making my mascara run towards the corners. "I'm only here to tell you goodbye."||
  74. [2016-02-20 21:03:57] <Antioch|GM> She sits down on the front steps, looking up at you. Her eyes are red as well, but there's no make-up to stain.
  75. [2016-02-20 21:04:06] <Antioch|GM> "Al- alright, Imogen."
  76. [2016-02-20 21:04:10] <Antioch|GM> "... goodbye."
  77. [2016-02-20 21:04:38] <Antioch|GM> She pauses, briefly. "Where are you going?"
  78. [2016-02-20 21:05:24] <Antioch|GM> She turns slightly, looking at Shades, mouth tightening at the corners. "... and who is he?" ||
  79. [2016-02-20 21:10:22] <Saff|Queen> "I don't... I don't know yet. I don't know what the plan is." Cleveland... Cleveland was my home for just a short time. But now, if I go back... Mendez will probably try to serve my head on a silver platter. Even after the work we did defeating Auswahlen.... I stop, trying to keep from thinking about Rush's bloody death once again. "And he... That's... He's
  80. [2016-02-20 21:10:22] <Saff|Queen> been taken care of me. Don't worry. He's okay."||
  81. [2016-02-20 21:11:36] <Antioch|GM> "Uh... right."
  82. [2016-02-20 21:11:48] <Antioch|GM> It's rare to see your mother at a loss for words.
  83. [2016-02-20 21:11:59] <Antioch|GM> Whatever she's thinking about asking, she holds it back. ||
  84. [2016-02-20 21:13:21] <Saff|Queen> "It's... It's really not that bad. It's not great but it's not... horrible." I look around, biting my lip. "Where's... Where's dad."||
  85. [2016-02-20 21:15:01] <Antioch|GM> ((Soc or Wits roll - Empathy or Investigate))
  86. [2016-02-20 21:15:24] <Saff|Queen> $roll 1d6 investigate
  87. [2016-02-20 21:15:24] <[ATM]> Saff|Queen "investigate" [4]
  88. [2016-02-20 21:16:12] <Antioch|GM> "He – he's at work," she says.
  89. [2016-02-20 21:16:18] <Antioch|GM> A lie. ||
  90. [2016-02-20 21:17:01] <Saff|Queen> "Mom." I look at her, crossing my arms over my chest. "MOM."||
  91. [2016-02-20 21:22:13] <Antioch|GM> "He LEFT, alright?" She slumps back down. ||
  92. [2016-02-20 21:24:28] <Saff|Queen> Oh no. Oh no. That's... That's probably my fault. "He Left?" I ask, my voice shaking. "Was it Linda?" I look over at Shades, silently thanking him for putting up with this. Honestly, I just want to get out. I want to go shoot up and fuck off in the passenger's seat of Shades' car until we stop driving for the night. Coming to Dayton was a mistake. "Or was
  93. [2016-02-20 21:24:28] <Saff|Queen> it... was it because of me?"||
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  96. [2016-02-20 21:26:45] <Antioch|GM> "I... no, please don't say that."
  97. [2016-02-20 21:26:50] <Antioch|GM> "Please." ||
  98. [2016-02-20 21:28:16] <Saff|Queen> "It was." I turn around, my chest heaving in uncontrollable sobs. "It's because I fucked up. I always...." I look over at Shades, making eye contact even though the glasses. "I always fuck up." ||
  99. [2016-02-20 21:29:39] <Antioch|GM> "It was our... my fault."
  100. [2016-02-20 21:30:11] <Antioch|GM> "If we looked after you properly, none of this would've happened."
  101. [2016-02-20 21:30:22] <Antioch|GM> "Don't..."
  102. [2016-02-20 21:30:29] <Antioch|GM> She stops again. ||
  103. [2016-02-20 21:33:06] <Saff|Queen> "What... What happened?" Something has obviously made her change her mind. Made her regret the years of neglect. "I want to know. Before I go. Mom. I want to get closure. I'm... I don't think I'll be coming back."||
  104. [2016-02-20 21:35:10] <Antioch|GM> "I don't know," she says, shaking her head. ||
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  106. [2016-02-20 21:37:14] <Saff|Queen> "You do know, you just don't want to tell me." My hands are shaking, I'm more on edge than I've been in a bit. "Just tell me. And, and... Tell me where he is."||
  107. [2016-02-20 21:39:58] <Antioch|GM> "After you left, he just... stopped coming home. After awhile, he called me, raising the idea."
  108. [2016-02-20 21:40:52] <Antioch|GM> "I... took him up on it," she continues, "and the last time I saw him was in court."
  109. [2016-02-20 21:42:27] <Antioch|GM> "I crushed him, obviously, this is my house now," she says, making a small sound halfway between a laugh and a sniff.
  110. [2016-02-20 21:42:42] <Antioch|GM> "But honestly, I... have no idea where he is." ||
  111. [2016-02-20 21:45:23] <Saff|Queen> Dad left... because of me? I swallow hard, biting down on the corner of my lip. "Mom, I... I'm sorry. I'm..." I look over to Shades, my eyes pleading with him. "Mom. I'm... I'm going to go. Shades... We're going to go find Dad."||
  112. [2016-02-20 21:46:35] <Antioch|GM> "... Shades?" your mother asks.
  113. [2016-02-20 21:47:01] <Antioch|GM> Then, as an afterthought, she says, "Look... it's not that big of a deal."
  114. [2016-02-20 21:47:06] <Antioch|GM> "Would've happened anyways." ||
  115. [2016-02-20 21:50:06] <Saff|Queen> "Shades, Mom. Mom, Shades. Marc. Whatever you want to call him." Calling Shades by his real name is...weird. It's foreign and sticks on my tongue. "But that's... Maybe it is true. But... It's also my fault. A lot of things are my fault. I just... I want you to forget about me. Both... Both parts of me are wanted."||
  116. [2016-02-20 21:50:43] <Antioch|GM> Your mother freezes. "Both... parts?" ||
  117. [2016-02-20 21:52:59] <Saff|Queen> I pause, wondering if maybe this was a bad idea. Still, I put my hand into the pocket of my hoodie and pull out my mask, a sparkly pearlescent white. I look over to Shades with a frown before I slip it on to my face, my stomach churning the whole way. "I'm. Mom. Things happened at rehab. Bad things."||
  118. [2016-02-20 21:53:42] <Antioch|GM> Your mother stares, mouth half-open, no sound coming from it.
  119. [2016-02-20 21:54:04] <Antioch|GM> Shades purses his lips, the only change in facial expression he's made thus far. ||
  120. [2016-02-20 21:59:00] <Saff|Queen> "Mom... Mom, I did bad things." ||
  121. [2016-02-20 21:59:48] <Antioch|GM> Her mouth closes, then tightens, awaiting further elaboration. ||
  122. [2016-02-20 22:00:02] <Antioch|GM> ((pause))
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  169. [2016-02-21 13:24:50] * Zorp → Antioch
  170. [2016-02-21 13:26:08] * Nonagon is now known as Nonagon|Busy
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  172. [2016-02-21 13:56:12] * soulpelt|fud is now known as soulpelt|Trial
  173. [2016-02-21 13:56:53] * Pinkhair is now known as Pink|Clarity
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  175. [2016-02-21 14:44:58] * Antioch → Antioch|GM
  176. [2016-02-21 14:45:12] * Saff is now known as Saff|Queen
  177. [2016-02-21 14:45:22] <Antioch|GM> ((unpause))
  178. [2016-02-21 14:45:23] <Antioch|GM> Her mouth closes, then tightens, awaiting further elaboration. ||
  179. [2016-02-21 14:47:44] <Saff|Queen> "Mom." I look at her through the mask, my hands shaking so hard that I feel like my whole body might just collapse. "My name is Amphetamine Queen. And mom, I've hurt people. This is the life that I've chosen. The life that I lead." I'm being surprisingly articulate, my speech noticeably lacking the word 'fuck.' "So, I want you to forget about me. I want you
  180. [2016-02-21 14:47:44] <Saff|Queen> to move on. Fuck dad. Not like. Fuck dad. /Fuck/ him. He's scum." Though, you're not much better... ||
  181. [2016-02-21 14:50:54] <Antioch|GM> Her mouth opens again, but words fail to some out of it for several awkward moments.
  182. [2016-02-21 14:51:13] <Antioch|GM> *come
  183. [2016-02-21 14:51:42] <Antioch|GM> "I've... seen you, on the news, then." She stares blankly at the mask. ||
  184. [2016-02-21 14:53:27] <Saff|Queen> "Yeah. Yeah, you probably have." I pull the mask off, tucking it back into my hoodie's pocket, my eyes glued on Shades' shoes. "I... I can answer one question. But then I have to go. I have to find Dad."||
  185. [2016-02-21 14:56:27] <Antioch|GM> "I... I don't even know what to ask," she says, shaking her head.
  186. [2016-02-21 14:58:49] <Antioch|GM> She looks at Shades, about to say something to him, but keeps her mouth closed. ||
  187. [2016-02-21 15:00:05] <Saff|Queen> "Then don't ask anything. But promise me you'll forget about me. You don't tell anyone you saw me. As far as you know, I died in the woods."||
  188. [2016-02-21 15:01:01] <Antioch|GM> "I... you..."
  189. [2016-02-21 15:01:27] <Antioch|GM> She stumbles over words, at first, tying to figure out what to say, then collects herself, raising her head to meet your eyes.
  190. [2016-02-21 15:01:55] <Antioch|GM> "Al– alright," she says, unsteadily. "Be safe." ||
  191. [2016-02-21 15:05:31] <Saff|Queen> "Alright." I echo, then look back up to Shades. "Goodbye, mom." I turn around, letting out a few stray sobs before following Shades back to the car. I don't know where my dad is, but the best place to look is probably in his office. "Let's go."||
  192. [2016-02-21 15:08:13] <Antioch|GM> The two of you get back into the car, pulling down the gravel driveway.
  193. [2016-02-21 15:08:23] <Antioch|GM> "Well, that sure was a thing that happened," Shades muttered. ||
  194. [2016-02-21 15:08:29] <Antioch|GM> *mutters
  195. [2016-02-21 15:09:43] ⇐ Nonagon|Busy quit (Nonagon@net-iciflr.dyn.suddenlink.net): Connection closed
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  197. [2016-02-21 15:15:59] <Saff|Queen> "Yeah. I can't... I can't believe that." I look back over at the iron gates, my old life shrinking in the distance. "She almost seemed... genuine. But, I know my mother. I know.... None of this matters." It's cold in the car, and my hands are still shaking. I go to grab a cigarette, hoping this time I won't get scolded. "My father works downtown. I... I want
  198. [2016-02-21 15:15:59] <Saff|Queen> to see him." I guess I was always closer to my dad than my mom. Still didn't like him but he was better at feigning interest than my mom ever was. "Where do we even go from here, Shades? We don't have a home. We've just been... driving for weeks." I miss Cleveland, to be honest. If only I hadn't screwed up there. Maybe I could have gotten Shades to push the
  199. [2016-02-21 15:15:59] <Saff|Queen> Huangtian towards letting us join up.||
  200. [2016-02-21 15:16:35] <Antioch|GM> "You could just come up with a different name, you know," he says.
  201. [2016-02-21 15:16:48] <Antioch|GM> "There are a bajillion Alexandria packages out there, y'know." ||
  202. [2016-02-21 15:19:32] <Saff|Queen> Heh. Alexandria package. Interesting way to think of myself. "I... I guess you're right. My costume is already different enough. But... Queen. That's... That's who I am. Maybe I'll think of something. But there's not a million of you." It's still... really weird thinking of Shades as a cape. He was just as, or even more competant than all of the capes in the
  203. [2016-02-21 15:19:32] <Saff|Queen> Devils, but... He always had a complex. I snicker a bit at the memory of making fun of him for his big guns, then shake my head. "Your power is rather distinctive."||
  204. [2016-02-21 15:23:27] <Antioch|GM> He shrugs. "I can pawn myself off as a short-range teleporter, keep the time shit on the quiet." ||
  205. [2016-02-21 15:32:58] <Saff|Queen> "The time shit IS the coolest part." I lean back in the passenger's seat, kicking my feet up on the dashboard as I light my cigarette. "Maybe I could stick with something royal themed, I guess. Like... Duchess or Dauphin or... Reinette or something. Kind of like the last one." I tap my chin and take a long drag, letting the smoke trail out the window into
  206. [2016-02-21 15:32:58] <Saff|Queen> the crisp winter air. "I wonder what my dad'll say, when he sees me. Heh. You're a better dad than he ever was, to be honest." ||
  207. [2016-02-21 15:34:08] <Antioch|GM> "That's still kinda weird, hearing you say that," he complains. ||
  208. [2016-02-21 15:36:24] <Saff|Queen> "It is weird. But I mean. You're always pulling that shit. 'Queen don't do this.' And 'Kid maybe you shouldn't snort that much coke in the bathroom.' Though, you did say when we first met that you always wanted to be a dad." I stick my tongue out at him, looking him over. He looks different than when I first met him. But we've both been through a lot. "I
  209. [2016-02-21 15:36:24] <Saff|Queen> guess you just never thought you'd get a drug addict fugitive as a kid. Sucks to suck, I guess."||
  210. [2016-02-21 15:38:04] <Antioch|GM> "Goddamnit, one sarcastic comment and you're trying to shove adoption papers into my mouth. You're killing me, Queen."
  211. [2016-02-21 15:38:54] <Antioch|GM> Dayton always felt like a big city to you as a kid, but compared to Cleveland, it feels a good bit smaller. Even during your stay, you didn't get to see the whole city.
  212. [2016-02-21 15:40:50] <Antioch|GM> Your father's company approaches in the distance, as you cross over the train tracks. ||
  213. [2016-02-21 15:43:58] <Saff|Queen> "I'm just fucking with you. No one deserves to be stuck with me." I blow more smoke out the window, before tossing the smoldering butt out onto the pavement. "But I'm kind of glad you are. I'd probably be dead in an alleyway without you. Or still stuck in prison. Damn." I chuckle a little, thinking about how worried my mother had been about me going to 'big
  214. [2016-02-21 15:43:58] <Saff|Queen> girl jail.' I had been stuck in supervillain jail. Big girl jail would be a cakewalk. I don't know why I find it so funny, but I just can't stop myself from cracking up. Shades probably thinks that I'm losing it. ||
  215. [2016-02-21 15:49:20] <Antioch|GM> "Calm your shit," he says. "Don't you have an asshole dad to talk to?" ||
  216. [2016-02-21 15:53:30] <Saff|Queen> "Yeah. Yeah, I do. Fuck." I push my hair off of my forehead and sigh, looking out the window. "Now or never, I guess. If he's even here." I step out of the car, cracking my knuckles out in front of me. "Don't give me time to fucking change my mind."||
  217. [2016-02-21 16:09:11] <Antioch|GM> His office building is adjacent to the main factory building, with its foundry and casting molds. Smoke pours from the stacks atop the main building.
  218. [2016-02-21 16:10:33] <Antioch|GM> There's a secretary manning the front desk, idly messing with her computer as the two of you walk in. ||
  219. [2016-02-21 16:18:34] <Saff|Queen> ((Do I know the secretary?))
  220. [2016-02-21 16:18:47] <Antioch|GM> ((You do not.))
  221. [2016-02-21 16:19:32] <Saff|Queen> I walk up to her, a pervasive thought itching in the back of my head. Maybe this chick was the reason my dad left. Hell, for years I had wondered if he was a cheater. "Hi... I'm here to speak with Mr. Marshall?"||
  222. [2016-02-21 16:21:03] <Antioch|GM> "Sure," she says, giving you and Shades a passing glance, "do you have an appointment?" ||
  223. [2016-02-21 16:25:05] <Saff|Queen> "No I uh." I look down. "I don't. But I assure you he... He'd probably want to see me." Now that I know I'm wanted in my civilian identity, I'm wondering if I should even bother using my name. He never had any nicknames for me, never cared to. There's my middle name, but... I never went by it. "Just get him, please. I can't really explain."||
  224. [2016-02-21 16:27:17] <Antioch|GM> "I'll... uh, let him know after his meeting? He should be done in around half an hour," she says, looking at you as if you were a lost kid. ||
  225. [2016-02-21 16:29:52] <Saff|Queen> Great. Even my own father puts me on hold. "It's, it's really fuckin' urgent, ma'am." I look over to Shades, trying to give him a 'help me out' glance. I try to think back, think of something, anything that would draw him out. "It's... It's his aunt Tillie. He'll want to know."||
  226. [2016-02-21 16:31:25] <Antioch|GM> She sighs, repeating, "I'll let him know after his meeting's over." ||
  227. [2016-02-21 16:32:47] <Saff|Queen> "Aunt Tillie might be dead when his meeting is over and you're going to let him live with that guilt?"||
  228. [2016-02-21 16:33:00] <Antioch|GM> ((Soc roll))
  229. [2016-02-21 16:34:06] * Nonagon is now known as Nonagon|Busy
  230. [2016-02-21 16:34:30] <Saff|Queen> $roll 1d6
  231. [2016-02-21 16:34:30] <[ATM]> Saff|Queen [6]
  232. [2016-02-21 16:34:35] <Saff|Queen> ((hell yeah))
  233. [2016-02-21 16:36:22] <Antioch|GM> She falters, relenting. "Alright, alright. I'll call him."
  234. [2016-02-21 16:38:34] <Antioch|GM> She punches in a number, waiting a moment. "So sorry, Mr. Marshall, some young girl is here, and it's apparently urgent. Something about your aunt, who is... dying, according to her?"
  235. [2016-02-21 16:39:46] <Antioch|GM> "Uh, er, right."
  236. [2016-02-21 16:39:59] <Antioch|GM> She hands you the receiver.
  237. [2016-02-21 16:40:27] <Antioch|GM> The voice on the other end of the line is blunt, annoyed. Your father. "Who is this?" ||
  238. [2016-02-21 16:45:10] <Saff|Queen> "Dad." I say, a frown on my face. "We need to talk."||
  239. [2016-02-21 16:45:23] <Antioch|GM> "... Imogen?" ||
  240. [2016-02-21 16:46:19] <Saff|Queen> "Yeah. I don't have much time. If you hang up on me I WILL fuckin' leave." I look to Shades, raising an eyebrow.||
  241. [2016-02-21 16:49:05] <Antioch|GM> You can hear him taking a deep breath, distorted into static crackles by the speaker.
  242. [2016-02-21 16:49:12] <Antioch|GM> Finally, he asks, "What do you want?" ||
  243. [2016-02-21 16:50:52] <Saff|Queen> "I want to talk. I just... I just saw mom." I look down, my stomach doing flips. "I need to see you in private. Please give me just some of your time."||
  244. [2016-02-21 16:54:04] <Antioch|GM> "Alright," he replies, and you can't quite place the tone of his voice through the old desk phone.
  245. [2016-02-21 16:55:01] <Antioch|GM> "There's an empty conference room on the second floor. Room number 203. I'll meet you there in a second." ||
  246. [2016-02-21 16:59:34] <Saff|Queen> "Understood." I turn to Shades and give him a nod. "We're going to the second floor." We start to walk, and once we get far enough away from prying ears I frown. "You owe me like. Six pops of Addy when we get out of this." I say, even though all of this had been my idea. Fuck. ||
  247. [2016-02-21 17:01:49] <Antioch|GM> You find the conference room without too much trouble. It's old and kind of dingy. Probably state-of-the-art when the building was put together around two and a half decades ago, but now it just looks sad. There's a long table and an old computer projector mounted on the ceiling.
  248. [2016-02-21 17:02:29] <Antioch|GM> The seats aren't particularly fancy, but they are soft. Shades elects to stand, eyeing the door.
  249. [2016-02-21 17:02:40] <Antioch|GM> "The fuck are you gonna talk about anyway?" ||
  250. [2016-02-21 17:04:53] <Saff|Queen> "I just... I want closure. I want answers. And just like my mom... I want him to forget about me. I want to disappear." I look over to Shades and make eye contact, my heart racing. "I'm committed to whatever we decide to do, Shades. This is my life now." ||
  251. [2016-02-21 17:05:33] <Antioch|GM> "Whatever we decide to do, huh?" he says.
  252. [2016-02-21 17:06:04] <Antioch|GM> "Listen... there's something I've been meaning to tell you. We'll talk about it in the car, once you get your dad shit out of the way." ||
  253. [2016-02-21 17:07:48] <Saff|Queen> My heart nearly stops. "Shades.... What the fuck is going on?" I blink a few times, hoping that maybe I can get something from him before my dad comes in. It doesn't sound good. Honestly I feel like I'm going to throw up. "Don't fuck with me."||
  254. [2016-02-21 17:08:09] <Antioch|GM> "Whoa, now. Don't freak out."
  255. [2016-02-21 17:08:14] <Antioch|GM> "Not a big deal, I promise." ||
  256. [2016-02-21 17:12:33] <Saff|Queen> "It better not be. Or I will kick your ass." Yeah. Totally. Even though I've put on a few pounds and look less like a walking skeleton I still couldn't take Shades. I feel a bit more confident about meeting my father than my mother, though something tells me this could go real bad real fast. ||
  257. [2016-02-21 17:13:13] <Antioch|GM> "I welcome you to try," he says, "you could probably do with the practice."
  258. [2016-02-21 17:16:11] <Antioch|GM> It's been... three, maybe five minutes since you settled down into the conference room. You're slightly on edge, in part due to the fact that you badly need a fix. Your dad is taking his sweet fucking time. ||
  259. [2016-02-21 17:21:04] * soulpelt|Trial is now known as soulpelt|
  260. [2016-02-21 17:21:45] <Saff|Queen> "Heh. You're right. I'm so fucking out of shape. Maybe we should spar tonight. Get some practice in." I shrug, looking down at my scabbed-over fingers. "I'm getting really fucking annoyed. See... see what I had to deal with? It was just this shit all the time growing up. Can't even tell you how many birthdays they missed. One year I had Thanksgiving with our
  261. [2016-02-21 17:21:45] <Saff|Queen> cleaning lady. She didn't even speak English!" ||
  262. [2016-02-21 17:26:17] <Antioch|GM> "If he doesn't move his ass, we could just walk out," he comments. "If he's too busy to see you, you probably don't have to worry about wanting him to forget you." ||
  263. [2016-02-21 17:28:19] * Pink|Clarity is now known as Pink
  264. [2016-02-21 17:28:22] <Saff|Queen> "Sounds like a plan." I look at the conference table, trying to find something that I could throw. I'm frustrated. My own dad... Can't even give half a shit about me. "Dayton... Dayton was a mistake."||
  265. [2016-02-21 17:29:07] <Antioch|GM> "Hey, it's for your sake. Better to get the shit out of the way instead of having it eat at you for the next god knows how long." ||
  266. [2016-02-21 17:30:58] <Saff|Queen> "Better this eat at me than the shit that we saw in the woods." I look back down at my hands, picking idly at my ripped-up cuticles. "We should go." I start to get up, a growing sense of disappointment eating at me.||
  267. [2016-02-21 17:33:32] <Antioch|GM> You're interrupted by the door swinging open, your father stepping in, looking more than a little flustered and apologetic.
  268. [2016-02-21 17:33:58] <Antioch|GM> "Sorry, sorry. We were in a really important meeting." ||
  269. [2016-02-21 17:35:39] <Saff|Queen> "Sure you were. Everything's so fucking important I guess. Except for me. Whatever." I can't help but let my attitude slip out. It's not going to win me any points, but it'll make me feel better at least. ||
  270. [2016-02-21 17:36:53] <Antioch|GM> "Look, I'm setting it aside. It's still going on right now. Trust me, it really was important, but I'm sure you don't want to hear about it."
  271. [2016-02-21 17:37:31] <Antioch|GM> "Well," he says, shrugging uncertainly, "I'm here." ||
  272. [2016-02-21 17:38:52] <Saff|Queen> I don't believe him, but whatever. "I'm. I'm not here for long. I'll be leaving soon, especially with what mom told me." I look to the floor, then sit back down in the chair. "Is it my fault?"||
  273. [2016-02-21 17:42:13] <Antioch|GM> "Your... fault?" He looks confused, momentarily.
  274. [2016-02-21 17:42:18] <Antioch|GM> "... oh."
  275. [2016-02-21 17:42:59] <Antioch|GM> "I wouldn't say so, not really. More like... after you left, there wasn't anything keeping us together?" ||
  276. [2016-02-21 17:44:02] <Saff|Queen> "So... My fault. Right." I slump down into my chair and sigh heavily, putting my head into my hands. I don't know why I'm so upset by this. I never liked my parents anyway. "Did you even look for me? Or did you just accept that I was gone? You don't... You don't look upset. You don't look happy that I'm here. Dad..."||
  277. [2016-02-21 17:44:57] <Antioch|GM> "The police were looking for you," he explains. "If they couldn't find you..."
  278. [2016-02-21 17:45:03] <Antioch|GM> He shrugs helplessly. ||
  279. [2016-02-21 17:47:06] <Saff|Queen> "You were just going to accept that I was gone. Great. Cool. Fuckin delightful." I glare at him, trying my hardest not to just storm out. "Bet you had a party after I left. Left mom, banged the secretary. No one even ever asked me why. Why I got into what I did."||
  280. [2016-02-21 17:48:45] <Antioch|GM> "Is this the only reason you asked to see me? So you could blame me for what happened?"
  281. [2016-02-21 17:48:58] <Antioch|GM> He gets up from his seat, pushing it back.
  282. [2016-02-21 17:49:05] <Antioch|GM> "I have a meeting to get back to." ||
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  284. [2016-02-21 17:56:29] <Saff|Queen> "No, I... Dad..." I stop, hopping out of my chair to grab his arm. "I needed to see you, before I go."||
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  286. [2016-02-21 18:01:53] <Antioch|GM> ((Brawn check))
  287. [2016-02-21 18:01:56] <Antioch|GM> $roll 1d6
  288. [2016-02-21 18:01:56] <[ATM]> Antioch|GM [5]
  289. [2016-02-21 18:02:04] <Saff|Queen> $roll 1d6
  290. [2016-02-21 18:02:04] <[ATM]> Saff|Queen [4]
  291. [2016-02-21 18:02:41] <Antioch|GM> He wrenches his wrist out of your grip.
  292. [2016-02-21 18:02:48] <Antioch|GM> "Well, you've seen me." ||
  293. [2016-02-21 18:06:42] <Saff|Queen> "Fuck you." I mumble, looking down at the ground. "Just... forget I exist, okay? That's safer for all of us."||
  294. [2016-02-21 18:09:35] <Antioch|GM> He doesn't respond, turning to open the door. ||
  295. [2016-02-21 18:11:27] <Saff|Queen> "Not even going to ask why? I drop the ominous equivalent of an F-bomb and you're just going to leave? Cool. Okay. Bye." I know I'm being a brat. But, I don't care. I'm on edge and I need a fix because it feels like my skin is crawling and Jesus I just want to know what Shades was planning to dump on me. ||
  296. [2016-02-21 18:13:16] <Antioch|GM> "Just sounds like you're trying to pull something stupid for attention again," he replies, stepping out the door. ||
  297. [2016-02-21 18:14:47] <Saff|Queen> "Well. He's not wrong." I say, looking over to Shades with a shrug. "Come on. Let's get some McNuggets or something." I'm trying to take this in stride, trying to hide how hurt I am. I put a big grin on my face and push my shoulders back. I'm not going to cry. Queens don't cry, and I... I am a queen.||
  298. [2016-02-21 18:17:54] <Antioch|GM> The two of you leave in Shades' car.
  299. [2016-02-21 18:18:12] <Antioch|GM> "Well, let's get your fucking McNuggets. You feel better?" ||
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  301. [2016-02-21 18:19:22] <Saff|Queen> "No. No, I feel like shit." I say, putting my head in my hands. "Can I have the drugs now. I did this sober. I can't... I can't sit here like this though." My throat feels dry and the itch has spread to my entire body, as if ants were burrowing their way into my skin. "What did you need to tell me, by the way?" ||
  302. [2016-02-21 18:20:39] <Antioch|GM> He sighs, handing you a tiny plastic baggie with some circular orange pills stamped with a cross. "Here you go, missy. Don't spend 'em all in one place."
  303. [2016-02-21 18:20:50] <Antioch|GM> He taps the side of his glasses. "Now... where do I begin?" ||
  304. [2016-02-21 18:22:57] <Saff|Queen> I pluck one of the pills out from the bag and place it on my tongue. It tastes bitter, the coating not doing much to stop the flavor from seeping through, but it still feels like heaven as I swallow it down. I close my eyes for a moment, but open them soon again to change the radio station. "Dunno. With the beginning, I guess?"||
  305. [2016-02-21 18:23:43] <Antioch|GM> "You know how people get powers from going through fucked-up shit, right?" ||
  306. [2016-02-21 18:23:47] <Antioch|GM> ((Wits - Awareness roll))
  307. [2016-02-21 18:24:44] <Saff|Queen> $roll 1d6
  308. [2016-02-21 18:24:44] <[ATM]> Saff|Queen [2]
  309. [2016-02-21 18:26:06] <Antioch|GM> There's a crashing sound behind you, a distant explosion in the background. ||
  310. [2016-02-21 18:27:20] <Saff|Queen> "What the FUCK?" I ask, nearly shitting myself. I turn around to try to see the source, but I'm terrified.||
  311. [2016-02-21 18:29:23] <Antioch|GM> It's the main building to your father's business, the foundry area. A thicker, darker plume of smoke rises into the air, overshadowing the smokestacks. ||
  312. [2016-02-21 18:31:20] <Saff|Queen> "Oh no." My heart nearly stops. I pull my mask out of my pocket, wondering if I should bother running in there. I've been keeping my costume on underneath my hoodie and jeans, but.... If this is just an industrial accident I don't want to be caught up in it. "Shades, please tell me you know what's going on."||
  313. [2016-02-21 18:31:35] <Antioch|GM> He shrugs. "Fucked if I know." ||
  314. [2016-02-21 18:32:41] <Saff|Queen> "You're the explosives guy. How many bricks of plastique do you have on you right now?" I look over to the building, a wave of nausea coming over me. "We need to get out of here. Please... Continue to talk. Talk and drive. Or something. I can't.... I can't watch this."||
  315. [2016-02-21 18:34:36] <Antioch|GM> "Two, same as usual. Wasn't me though," he says.
  316. [2016-02-21 18:34:45] <Antioch|GM> "But... what was I saying again?"
  317. [2016-02-21 18:35:11] <Antioch|GM> He thinks for a moment, then says, "Right, right. You know how people get powers from going through fucked-up shit, yeah?" ||
  318. [2016-02-21 18:35:43] <Saff|Queen> ((Actually, do I know the specifics? I don't think she's really done much research about capes))
  319. [2016-02-21 18:39:43] <Antioch|GM> ((You wouldn't know the specifics, but you personally got powers from going through fucked-up shit.))
  320. [2016-02-21 18:39:54] <Antioch|GM> ((So your anecdotal evidence supports his statement, at the very least.))
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  322. [2016-02-21 18:41:44] <Saff|Queen> "I... I mean, I guess." I did get my powers on my run from rehab. "But... why does that matter?" I feel kind of sick now, to be honest. There was just an explosion... my dad may have been in it... And I'm making Shades drive away from it. ||
  323. [2016-02-21 18:42:35] ⇐ Stoic quit (Stoic@net-n3k0uk.nj.comcast.net): Quit: http://www.kiwiirc.com/ - A hand crafted IRC client
  324. [2016-02-21 18:43:12] <Antioch|GM> "Well, I didn't."
  325. [2016-02-21 18:43:55] <Antioch|GM> "Maybe you've heard the rumors, maybe you haven't. Powers in a can." ||
  326. [2016-02-21 18:45:31] <Saff|Queen> I sit in silence, looking down at the ground. "Powers in a can? That's.... That's not possible." Something... Something feels wrong about this whole thing. "Shades, have you been dipping in the shit? I thought... I thought you got them after the attack on the base. You... You blew up. Tremor lost his legs. You... You got them then, right?"||
  327. [2016-02-21 18:46:48] <Antioch|GM> "I shit you not, Queen. I got outta there without a single scratch. Heard about buying powers from someone a few years back, when I was already rolling with the Devils."
  328. [2016-02-21 18:47:45] <Antioch|GM> "Spent four years, all told, ripping Tremor off every chance I could get, keeping him coked up to where he didn't notice all the cash he was losing," he continues.
  329. [2016-02-21 18:48:03] <Antioch|GM> "I bought these powers, kid." ||
  330. [2016-02-21 18:49:12] <Saff|Queen> "Shades, I..." I run my hand through my hair, trying process everything. "Why... why are you telling me this? What does it have to do with me?"||
  331. [2016-02-21 18:50:50] <Antioch|GM> "Because I fucked over the Devils to get these powers," he explains.
  332. [2016-02-21 18:51:41] <Antioch|GM> "All that time I spent with them, better than anyone fucking else in the gang, but always second fucking place just because some asshole could do some weird cape shit."
  333. [2016-02-21 18:52:05] <Antioch|GM> He sighs. "I dunno where I was going with this, but I felt like you should know." ||
  334. [2016-02-21 18:54:31] ⇐ Ender quit (genji102@net-ijt.4s4.30.66.IP): RecvQ exceeded
  335. [2016-02-21 18:55:22] <Saff|Queen> "You were the best. Heh. You should be given an award for putting up with Tremor every day. And... And another for putting up with me." I look over at him, a frown on my face. "We both thought I killed Jetstream. I fucked up... I fucked up so bad and you still came back for me." It still... There's something that bothers me about powers in a can but. Shades
  336. [2016-02-21 18:55:22] <Saff|Queen> is the person I trust the most. If this is what it took... "I owe you my life."||
  337. [2016-02-21 18:58:36] <Antioch|GM> His mouth turns up slightly at the corners, and he takes one hand off the wheel, offering a fistbump to you.
  338. [2016-02-21 18:58:48] <Antioch|GM> "Guess I was making too much of a big deal out of it, huh?"
  339. [2016-02-21 18:59:11] <Antioch|GM> "Let's go get some fucking McNuggets." ||
  340. [2016-02-21 19:02:33] <Saff|Queen> It is a big deal. I can't even deny that. But I'm going to keep my mouth shut. It shouldn't matter. But it's... weird. Powers in a can? That's insane. "What's the plan for the night. Are we still drifting, or do we have a destination in mind, Shades?" We've been living out of motels for weeks now. I'm itching to settle down somewhere, maybe get back into
  341. [2016-02-21 19:02:33] <Saff|Queen> action with some rebranding. "I know Cleveland is still a no-go, but... Maybe somewhere."||
  342. [2016-02-21 19:02:34] ⇐ Megafire quit (Peter@net-psjdbd.direct-adsl.nl): Connection closed
  343. [2016-02-21 19:05:56] <Antioch|GM> "What... do you want? Besides the fast food." ||
  344. [2016-02-21 19:06:43] <Saff|Queen> "I want to stop being on the run, Shades." I sigh heavily, biting down on my thumb, where the nail should be. "You were right. It's... It's no life, doing this." ||
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  346. [2016-02-21 19:10:28] <Antioch|GM> "Then let's figure out somewhere to go," he says, pulling out a flimsy gas station road map of Ohio from the glovebox in front of you as he rolls up to the drive-through. ||
  347. [2016-02-21 19:12:25] <Saff|Queen> "If you get me a Happy Meal again I swear I'm going to stab you while you sleep." I say with a laugh. Sure, it was kind of a funny prank, but she wasn't going to admit it. "You're leaving this... up to me? Shades, I'm fuckin sixteen and plan my day around snorting coke or shooting smack."||
  348. [2016-02-21 19:13:22] <Antioch|GM> "C'mon, they come with the tiny bears in cape costumes. I'm trying to collect them all."
  349. [2016-02-21 19:14:06] <Antioch|GM> "More seriously, when we do find someplace to stay permanently, what's the plan? More crime shit?" ||
  350. [2016-02-21 19:16:18] <Saff|Queen> "I... I mean unless we want to REALLY rebrand." My stomach sinks, everything about the day has been so crazy. And there's just a weird... twinge in the back of my head. "Shades... That explosion..." My dad could have been in there. Fuck. Fuck, fuck fuck. "Forget the nuggets for a moment. Shit." ||
  351. [2016-02-21 19:18:24] <Antioch|GM> He sighs. "You really care that much?" He starts finagling his way out of the drive-through line. ||
  352. [2016-02-21 19:21:33] <Saff|Queen> "I don't want to care. But I just need to make sure..." I put my head in my hands. "I hate him. But I can't... not know. We came here for closure. I need to know if he's dead or not." It's morbid, it's probably stupid. Depending on how much blew up, I don't even know if I can fly around there. Still, I find myself pulling off my hoodie to get to my costume
  353. [2016-02-21 19:21:33] <Saff|Queen> underneath. I still was more partial to my first one. The royal purple was a favorite of mine. But switching to black was the better choice. "Let's go."||
  354. [2016-02-21 19:22:54] <Antioch|GM> "Find someplace for you to get up into the air, then?" ||
  355. [2016-02-21 19:24:59] <Saff|Queen> "Yeah. Ugh. I hate... feeling things. Emotions are too much." I put my mask on and slide my jeans off, which proves to be difficult in the confines of the car. Still I manage to get out and exit the vehicle. "You coming with? I just need to see. Then I can get out. We can decide where to go." Not having a home is... rough to say the least. ||
  356. [2016-02-21 19:27:22] <Antioch|GM> "I'll catch up. Not as fast as you, y'know."
  357. [2016-02-21 19:28:50] <Antioch|GM> He heads along the highway in the direction of the factory, pulling off at the exit.
  358. [2016-02-21 19:29:30] <Antioch|GM> He parks near the trainyard, giving you an ample runway to take off. ||
  359. [2016-02-21 19:31:56] <Saff|Queen> I start running, the frigid winter air biting at my skin as I accelerate. Still, I keep going, keep pushing on until I'm in the air, zooming off towards the smouldering factory. My heart is racing, the sounds of sirens making my ears ache and my head pound. It's all too much. I just want to see for myself. See if he's dead or alive. Then, then I can move on.
  360. [2016-02-21 19:31:56] <Saff|Queen> ||
  361. [2016-02-21 19:33:12] <Antioch|GM> It's been a while since you've actually flown, Shades trying to keep a lid on your aerial shenanigans for fear of getting spotted.
  362. [2016-02-21 19:34:51] <Antioch|GM> Being able to cut loose and fly feels good, particularly as the Adderall starts kicking in, and you're able to see the factory from above. The initial smoke has died down, and there's a massive hole blown into the wall of the foundry.
  363. [2016-02-21 19:35:48] <Antioch|GM> The administrative building, where you had the discussion with your father, seems to be fine, but you can see a figure, also airborne, above the wreckage of the main building. ||
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  365. [2016-02-21 19:39:06] <Saff|Queen> "Fuckin Great. Capes." I fly closer, but try to stay on the fray. I don't... I don't really know much about the cape scene in Dayton. I don't want to get my ass kicked because I did something stupid. I'll just observe for now.||
  366. [2016-02-21 19:40:21] <Antioch|GM> The guy standing in the air is in power armor, standing on a metal platform with five rotors, one centered and four on each corner.
  367. [2016-02-21 19:40:51] <Antioch|GM> Even from afar, you can hear the device going thock-thock-thock. ||
  368. [2016-02-21 19:42:14] <Saff|Queen> Jesus. I just wanted to make sure my dad wasn't dead and now there's this fucker. Hopefully he hasn't seen me. Maybe I can get away before anything else goes wrong.||
  369. [2016-02-21 19:42:56] <Antioch|GM> $roll 1d6-1
  370. [2016-02-21 19:42:56] <[ATM]> Antioch|GM [1]-1 = 0
  371. [2016-02-21 19:43:10] <Antioch|GM> He seems more interested in the ruckus going on at the factory.
  372. [2016-02-21 19:46:54] <Antioch|GM> Stepping through the smoke pouring from the ruined wall is another cape, some knuckle-dragging brute, carrying out huge pieces of metal over one shoulder. ||
  373. [2016-02-21 19:48:51] <Saff|Queen> The fuck are they doing? I don't even know who these chucklefucks are. Man, I wish we had comms units like the ones we used in the Auswahlen fight. Shades needs to know not to get into the fray. This isn't our fight. This is for my dad, and for the Columbus PRT. Not me. I go to swoop away. Maybe I can get some info on the ground. I just... I don't want to
  374. [2016-02-21 19:48:51] <Saff|Queen> get involved in a mess again.||
  375. [2016-02-21 19:53:22] <Antioch|GM> You catch sight of Shades as you fly back, and you land a slight distance away from him.
  376. [2016-02-21 19:53:32] <Antioch|GM> "Did you figure out what the fuck was going on?" ||
  377. [2016-02-21 19:57:02] <Saff|Queen> "Capes. Two chucklefucks, from the looks of it. I don't... I don't know what they're doing." I stop, looking him over. "I think my dad's okay. I just. I don't want to go in there. Not unless I need to. I'm no hero." ||
  378. [2016-02-21 19:57:46] <Antioch|GM> "Robbing a foundry? Probably Tinker shit. What does your dad's company make again?" ||
  379. [2016-02-21 19:58:46] ← Hierophant left (Hierophant@net-j27.a7u.127.101.IP)
  380. [2016-02-21 20:00:32] <Saff|Queen> "Screws. For eyeglasses." It's stupid, I know. I'm half expecting him to just burst out into laughter. "They might be going for the metal. Unless... They really want tiny screws?"||
  381. [2016-02-21 20:01:49] <Antioch|GM> "That foundry doesn't look like a place where they make tiny-ass screws, kid. They're melting their own metal and shit." ||
  382. [2016-02-21 20:01:59] <Antioch|GM> ((guild battle))
  383. [2016-02-21 20:02:14] <Saff|Queen> ((Thanks for reminding me))
  384. [2016-02-21 20:03:29] <Saff|Queen> "Well. I... That's what he always told me..." I swallow, feeling really damn small. I guess I am just a stupid kid. "Should we go in there... Or just... This is so above our paygrade." ||
  385. [2016-02-21 20:07:57] <Antioch|GM> He shrugs. "I'll be honest - I don't give a shit. Your dad's an asshole." ||
  386. [2016-02-21 20:11:29] <Saff|Queen> "True. Okay." I say, taking a deep breath. "We sit down. We pick a place. And we go there. Forget about Cleveland and forget about this shit of a day"||
  387. [2016-02-21 20:13:06] <Antioch|GM> "Columbus? Back to Akron? Cincinnati?"
  388. [2016-02-21 20:13:44] <Antioch|GM> 'We could go farther. Michigan? Indiana, Pennsylvania?" ||
  389. [2016-02-21 20:15:13] <Saff|Queen> "Columbus?" I think, tapping my chin. "That's not too far from here, right?"||
  390. [2016-02-21 20:17:10] <Antioch|GM> "Yeah. Bigger than Cleveland, I have to note. Could be a good thing or a bad thing..."
  391. [2016-02-21 20:17:18] <Antioch|GM> "I like the idea, though." ||
  392. [2016-02-21 20:19:22] <Saff|Queen> "Bigger. Means it'll be more work. But..." I look up at him with a smile. "I think we could do it, Shades. We'd probably have to change our names though..." I stop and think about it for a moment. "Sucks. I like this one."||
  393. [2016-02-21 20:21:08] <Antioch|GM> "Bigger fish, bigger pond," he says.
  394. [2016-02-21 20:21:33] <Antioch|GM> "Doubt we can hack it with just the two of us." ||
  395. [2016-02-21 20:23:16] <Saff|Queen> "We'd have to get a squad. More capes. Some mooks and goons and other bits of scum and villainy." I sigh, but laugh a little as well. "Columbus. I like it."||
  396. [2016-02-21 20:31:37] <Antioch|GM> "You gotta know what you're getting into. Protectorate's big in Columbus, the gangs just as big to match." ||
  397. [2016-02-21 20:36:13] <Saff|Queen> "I don't know much about Columbus, to be honest. " I say, biting my lip. "But... I don't have any plans to nearly murder another Protectorate cape. That's a mistake I'll only make once." ||
  398. [2016-02-21 20:39:02] <Antioch|GM> "Better get familiar before we head down, then."
  399. [2016-02-21 20:39:38] <Antioch|GM> "Alright, let's get some fucking junk food in our bodies. I'm dying here."
  400. [2016-02-21 20:39:40] <Antioch|GM> ||||
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