(2016-10-22) Our Solemn Hour (AKA - The Bastard Owl is a Bitch)
Our Solemn Hour (AKA - The Bastard Owl is a Bitch)
Summary: The aftermath of the battle starts out bad but gets arguably less so when reinforcements arrive and realize all isn't as it appears.
Date: 2016-10-22
Related: Creation Myths In Cold Blood (AKA - Kidnapping Made Messy)
NPCs: Unit 23, C'vea (aka - That Bastard Owl) (video link to show her 'played by' of sorts https://youtu.be/br_Ag0hx1gI )
Scene Runner: Tabitha
Players:
annaliesa..daxton..sierra..rebecca..

Dateline: Biddeford, New Hampshire. Saturday, October 22nd, approximately 10:30 am.

What started with an emergency alert from her bandmates on Tabitha's tablet and an emergency mobilization of several Coral Springs student-heroes has ended up as this… a large, multi-road intersection called Five Points has been torn up first by an attack on a van full of road tripping teenagers and then by the battle between the attackers and the supers that came to retaliate. Many vehicles are overturned, including some police cruisers. Dozens of people are injured, with some likely dead. The road tripper's van, with the remaining teenagers still alive due to the efforts of two of the rescuers, is in pieces behind the nearby Burger King.

A large area of ground centered on the intersection has been blasted clear of any debris and is covered in a slowly melting field of ice and frost. In the near distance are sirens of approaching emergency crews, and slightly farther out are the sounds of a running firefight as another one of the rescuers has led several of the attackers away from the scene. In the sky above the town, two large advanced tech airships the attackers arrived in are flying rapidly away. One towards the southwest and the other straight up towards space.

Of the rescuers, most of them are still on their feet in one way or another with minor injuries at worst. There are two exceptions. One, a brunette woman in her late teens, has been knocked around stupid by the attacker's final farewell. She's in bad shape with multiple cuts and abrasions, an obviously broken arm, and is currently out cold. The other, however, is somewhat more severe. In the center of the frozen devistation is a petite waifish figure caught in chunks of ice that have shattered and tore through her body with little or no resistance. The severity of the wounds has caused her to fully bleed out, her body surrounded by a wide pool of bright but slowly darkening crimson.

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The brunette in her late teens that's out cold and not bleeding out near like the other, is Annaliesa. The blast had thrown her into the debris cutting her, breaking her right arm and brusing and battering her while effectively knocking her out cold while the ice had rendered her unable to put up even a semblance of a defense, since that was her one weakness. Unaware of the condition of Tabitha, or that Derek had led off some of the others, she hasn't come to yet.

##

After getting the text from Becca, Daxton with Unit 23 speed off toward the location. Quickly the two non speeders are dropped off in the middle of the aftermath and a quick nod (And glance to locate Becca) they are both off in different directions after the two ships that are quickly disappearing.

##

Tucked safely behind the Burger King, Becca is aware of the concussive and icy waves, though they pass through her and her charges harmlessly. Looking at the occupants of the van she nods. "You guys are doing great so far. We'll be out of the thick of it in no time." she adds reassuringly, it's probably a mercy none of them can see Tabitha. She's starting to sweat despite the icy blast and pale. She's been keeping seven people phased for a while.

##

Sierra descends from the heavens to find hell. Her expression distraught as she takes it all in. Her landing, distracted, a little clumsier than usual as she has to take a few stumbling steps to slow down before slamming into one of the overturned police cars. "What the hell happened?" she asks, incredulous at the destruction and incredibly guilty at having missed it all. And then she spots Tabitha and her eyes widen in shock and horror. "Tabby!" The Latina, clad in her Ares uniform, rushes over to her shattered friend, magical flames already around her hands. Blasting her with magic healed Tabitha once before but at the moment Sierra is too busy fighting back tears of concern to even do that.

##

As yet more people arrive responding to the attack through one means or another, there movement at the edge of the debris ring surrounding the dead body. A great grey owl, somewhat oversized for even that large breed, wings silently down and perches on an overturned car. It leans forward slightly, its head tilted and eye squinted in what could almost seem to be a look of exasperation. Then after a handful of seconds it takes off again and flies around the battle site. It dips lower in its flight when it passes over the group of teens huddled in the blasted van, then again when it flies over Sierra kneeling by the dead body. When it flies over Annaliesa's unconscious form it slows down a touch then flies behind an overturned delivery truck and seems to vanish.

##

There's a gruff looking older man, who stops to pull out a cigar and then lights it with the end of his finger, "This is a fuckin' mess." Lines of lava can be seen starting to glow underneath skin like veins and heat rolls off of the Unit 23 member.

A tall thin figure is next to Inferno is frowning, "It is…Melt her out." Afterthought motions towards Tabitha. "She bought me pizza." Even as the words are spoken, the thin androgynous figure moves towards the unconscious Annaliesa.

The speedsters have left a trail of dust behind them but themselves can not be seen.

##

Listening carefully, Becca nods to her civilians. "It sounds quiet, maybe it's over." She murmurs softly and breaks her hold on two of them with a shuddering breath. "Oh lordy. Stay here. I'll be back in a jiffy." She tells them before cutting directly through the building to save time and inspect the fight zone herself.

##

<FS3> Sierra rolls Alertness+Reaction: Good Success.

"No! Don't!" Sierra instructs anyone thinking of thawing out Tabitha. The Latina's face gone from concern to confusion. "Something isn't right…" she half mumbles before standing and staring at her friend. Is it her friend? There is a notion scratching at the back of her head…and no doubt an Aztec fire god telling her how stupid she is for not seeing it. "This isn't Tabitha" she says as it dawns on her. "This isn't Tabitha!" she repeats to the Unit 23 member, a smile on her face now. "That's not her blood. She doesn't bleed red. She bleeds green." Taking a step back she yells out into the devastation. "Tabitha!!"

##

"Well… aren't you the clever one?"

The voice comes from about halfway between Sierra and Afterthought, where an extremely old woman is gingerly stepping out from behind one of the damaged police cars. Of course to call her merely old would be a severe understatement. She's got olive skin shrivled enough to make mummies look fresh. Her body would be short even if she were able to stand fully upright, which she doesn't seem capable of. Instead she walks hunched over using a gnerled length of good Irish black briar as a cane. She has a rather large mass of stark white hair which is piled up on her head and shoulders and makes her look even more hunchbacked. Bright grey eyes look about from one thing ot the next quickly over a hooked nose of almost comical length. She's dressed in a simple grey and green shift dress and is barefoot but doesn't seem at all worried for all the broken glass and twisted metal on the ground.

She nods approvingly in Sierra's direction, "Well spotted, child. Well spotted." Then her attention shifts over towards Annaliesa, who is just a short distance away. Then her eyes track over to Afterthought, whom she has to look up to at quite an angle. "You look like you have a medic's hands, child. What say we get this one back on her feet before she stops leaking, yes?"

##

Inferno squints, like that's going to help, "What, is she a fuckin' Vulcan?" He looks between Sierra, the not-Tabitha , and then Afterthought. He shrugs and will head towards others in need of unthawing…but then grandma century shows up. "Huh."

Afterthought's head tilts, long hair sways with the motion, dark eyes narrow, "Oh….that's different." But then Annaliesa is knelt next to and looked over. "It is time to wake up, pretty mermaid." And thin hands move, nothing magical, but field dressing will keep Anna from bleeding out and hopefully wake her.

##

Wandering a little closer, Becca looks at the grandma and the broken body of Not-Tabs. She frowns some and looks at Sierra. "I'll help search for her. There are some civilians behind the BurgerKing…I'll umm, warn them about the body." She adds and looks at the old lady before trotting around the building.

##

The old lady gets a curious look from Sierra - didn't she see her in a cartoon once? - before she realises that there is still much to be done. "Let me get rid of all this ice" she notes to anyone who will listen before unleashing her magical fires on the cold around her. If that thaws out Anna…great. Hopefully it doesn't burn her to a crisp instead. Sierra closes her eyes and mutters softly to herself as directed flames spread from her body.

##

Between Inferno and Sierra it doesn't take much to clear away the worst of the ice, although they also cause the rubber-neckers and newly arrived emergency crews to shy away until they're finished. Over by Annaliesa, the old woman works alongside Afterthought to get her wounds bound and patched. And then they get to her broken arm and the old lady lets out a sigh. "Ah, now for the part where it'd good she's taking her little nap." She clucks her tongue and takes hold of Anna's arm on either side of the break. She pats Afterthought's arm absentmindedly, "You might want to hold her down for this. Time to wake up, child." And though her arms and hands look like dried up twigs she seems to have all the strength needed to set the bone in one quick yank.

Out where Pulse and Tempo have gone chasing after the departing ships, they get something of a rude surprise as the ships shimmer out of sight.

##

Inferno scratches his chin, getting some kind of mental nudge, and turns and heads over towards where poor frozen Annaliesa is. He takes a deep breath and starts to glow, heat waves roll off of him as well. Between Sierra and him, everyone should be toasty. HE does throw a glance at the hot girl, "Fancy."

Afterthought smiles, head pivoting towards Becca, "Hello Phantasm." Dark eyes move back as Annaleisa is taken care of. Quite words in an almost sing song tone, "Our bullets have lost their marks." The thin androgynous figure holds Anna down.

##

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Annaliesa shouts as she fights the hands that bind her down as she's warmed and the bone is set in a painful manner, effectively waking her. Eyes widen as she looks around, tears springing to her eyes, trying to put whatever the last events she remembers into order. Eyes fly to where Tabitha are and she tries again to fight off the hands before she notices her bandages and the pain radiating from a nasty cut on her left shoulder and the break in her right arm. The other smaller cuts and bruises aren't noticed as much as the pain from the bigger ones. "Tabitha!" She's behind, she's not aware it's not her.

##

"Phantasm? That's a new one." Becca murmurs and pokes her head around the building. She's sure AT will be able to hear her. "Oooh screaming. Ack. Well, hello friends of Tabitha. All clear, pardon me." She murmurs and she turns about to flee through the building to go to Anna.

##

Sierra's eyes pop open suddenly at the sound of Tabitha's name being yelled. "No. It's not her!" she replies to the stranger she just helped heal. "We need to find her. This is a changeling." A nod to the 'dead' body nearby before she takes in all the people around and realises how she must look like to some of them. If they were harmed and frightened of ice, fire is not much better. She tries to hide her flames a little better but her fingers still burn and glow.

##

"Not.. her?" It takes a moment for the words to register then Annaliesa looks back over Tabitha before turning the gaze to Sierra to gauge for sincerity. "A changeling," she echoes, trying it out. "You mean like that World of Darkness stuff? A Fairy?" It's more rhetorical, but she doesn't cast more doubt on it. She's a mermaid after all. The pain in her arm and shoulder bring a gaze dropping to it, "I think I'm going to be sick."

##

Once Annaliesa is up and screaming, the hunched over old lady seems to lose most of her interest in rendering further medical aid. She figures the tall thin one can handle that from here on. Instead she starts to shuffle over towards where the dead body lies. "Changeling, is it?" She turns her hooked-nosed face towards Sierra and narrows her eyes, "And just how is it you're so insightful, hrm?" Then her eyes close and she nods to herself. "Ah, I see. I'd wondered where you'd run off to, Xiuhtecuhtli" She shakes her black briar cane a little bit in Sierra's direction, then gestures with it to the dead body that isn't Tabitha.

"That slimy one, the albino, he made off with the real Tabitha." Here she snorts and mutters to herself, "If you can call that conglomeration of parts 'real'." Then she focuses again and waves off towards the sky. "He took her when you all were getting knocked on your asses. Now he has both girls. One taken off this way, one the other." She gestures back to the dead body, "That thing is just a quick-clone, and a horribly sloppy one at that. Wouldn't be surprised if it started falling apart before long." She shrugs and starts to walk off away from everyone else. "In any case, I should be going. That nice young man Nathan will be showing up before too long, I'd wager. Might take him a bit, though. Signal lag gets nasty after a few hundred million miles."

##

Afterthought makes soothing noises, well, hopefully soothing noises, "Hush pretty mermaid. It's not the Vulcan. She is being sought after now." A thin hand is placed somewhere not hurt on Anna. "Let's get you to an ambulance." With surprising strength for someone that thin, Afterthought is able to help the mostly dried off mermaid to get the rest of the help she needs.

Inferno laughs, cause that's how his is at the crews showing up, but backs up to help the first aiders. In fact he walks over. The older looking man does stay within eye sight of Afterthought though. He doesn't seem to mind if people are afraid of him.

Many many miles away, identical swears are called out and the speedsters turn back to return to the group.

##

Sierra's 'passenger' is quite surprised to hear his name spoken and it shows on the Latina's face. "World of what?" she asks Annaliesa before shaking her head and replying to both the young girl and old woman. "No, changelings are common where I come from. They take the place of the living. I do not think they are fairies but…maybe. Albino?" Sierra is obviously out of the loop - all that time spent on her computer does that. "I will help get Tabitha back" she announces to the world though as much for her benefit as anyone else. But with everything under control and no one to rip the heart out of, Sierra rises into the air to fly back to the school. Hopefully the 'teachers' will know what needs to be done.

##

With her civilians, Becca wanders closer to the group and smooths back her hair. She's exhausted, but her charges are safe. News that Tabitha and the new student are missing bothers her, but she keeps a still face. Looking to the Unit she glances over to school members. "We should get back. I hope Nathan comes soon."

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