Horizon approached slowly, "I come in peace.  If you are here to help the victims of this disaster, then we have the same goal."

[color=0072bc]"I am, we are. I'm Boostrap. Gravity manipulation and super strength, where do you need me?"[/color]

Scanning the areas, he choked up on his big gun as it started to moan in rising pitches from the new building up release. Built in reverse engineering from a utilitarian function, its scanning equipment was once meant to scan for structural anomalies but got turned into a weak-point scanner during the war. He was having a 'swords to plowshares' moment as it was actually bing used for its first purpose.

[color=0054a6]"We need to shut down all gas and water in the area to prevent fire and water damage while we are still rescuing people, once citizens are secure, then we turn the water back on to put out the fires."[/color]
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'War' watched as neither seemed affected by the blast of c-4, not that he was really hoping for too much. One was clearly a trained assassin, the other probably has more experience under his belt than all twenty put together. With sniper shot fired and bombs detonated, he left his tree and broke out into a full sprint, this is where things get complicated. As he ran for a hundred yards, he made his one dulpication of himself then absorbed himself into his new self as he ran for another hundred yards before duplicating himself and absorbing himself into his new self. It was a bit like controlled canibalism to make full advantage of his potential power. It wasn't perfect, but he was only flagging at half his pace as he made the thousand yards at a full sprint as he saw the master of mantle approaching. He managed to get up to the lip of the chasm and leap just far enough to touch the prime and absorb himself into the main body before slamming himself into the rock face.
The prime had to stagger and sit in a crouched position to absorb this new technique results as he regarded the new passenger. 
[color=bc8dbf]El doctor Livingstone, supongo.[/color]
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"Assassins...ASSEMBLE!!! Wow, that...wow...that greeting has...a lot of 'ass' in it doesn't it? Well, we have a mission tomorrow.  We're capturing the single most powerful mutant, besides yours truly of course, as well as the single most powerful group of mutants.  Apparently we have intel on their location.  They will be hostile, they will be angry, and they will be strong. If it sounds like a dumb plan, that's because it is. But just because the plan's dumb doesn't mean we have to be.  We can be smart because SCIENCE!  We'll need to prepare, I'll try to come up with a plan, devise a method to disable a mutant, regardless of their power, while you two peaches think of any 'upgrades' you'd like me to make for you."

[color=aba000]"Have you seen half of these costume people wear? Sculpted buttocks in leather and lycra as far as the eye can see. Far be it from me to assume any dislike of ass. I'd rather be a smart-ass than a dumb-ass and you gotta kiss-ass to get some ass. Now let's haul ass and go kickass!"[/color]

Still slowed down to mere mortal speeds, he looked at his weighted clothing as he started to strip it off. He could spend the next day training, but he'd had enough of getting thrown around like a ragdoll. Like all suicide missions, he tended to go out with a bang with binge drinking buffets and babes for a good last day before he dies.

[color=aba000]"Well i'm always looking to go faster. Either something to improve my traction like a new shoe design or lower my resistance like rollerblades. You could build me a gravity amplification room like from dragon ball I could train in to run faster. If you have any comic-book mods for my tonfa like cattle prods, i'm up for that. We're going up against someone who manipulates earth and plants, we are going to need jetpacks to keep him from screwing with the ground under our feet and weed-killer on an epic scale to keep him from sicking "Audrey II" on us."[/color]