[center][h2][color=goldenrod][b]"Parkinson" - Subject 332[/b][/color][/h2] [img]http://i.imgur.com/wfKoNL6.png[/img][/center] [hr] A dull stare was thrown toward Boomi, prompted by both her attempt to seeing the 'bright side' in Parkinson's discovery of her rather devastating powers but also that the childish attempts in experimenting on his own capabilities. What a silly sight to behold, but one that eventually invited a giggle out of the blonde's usually distressed being. At least the kid wouldn't be caught off guard by his own powers anytime soon. In frustration Boomi seemed to give up, only to be distracted by one of the various lifeforms inhabiting this simulation. "[color=goldenrod]Gaaah ... Watch it![/color]" Parkinson exclaimed in annoyance as the fish's struggling caused quite the splashes. Cheek puffed, she glared at the frigidity critter, unsure what to make of it as she had never really seen such a thing before. Well, 'fish' would be what traveled through her mind, but seeing one in real and how different it was to the only other living beings she had seen somewhat mesmerized the blonde. Enough to make her forget about her lethal hands. Head tilted, she focused on the fish that would soon be returned to the water. A small smile followed, feeling somewhat happy that the creature could swim freely again, wherever it wanted to. How vivid and swift it was to reclaim it. It really made her wonder what exactly this 'freedom' thing was, as it had just now popped into her head. But such a dangerous thought would be cut short as Boomi exhibited very strange symptoms! He was turning into something weird, his body metamorphosing into something unlike she had ever seen. Parkinson backed up and physically cringed at the sight. As it progressed, it seemed clear that Boomi's power was one of shape-shifting, in which he'd confirm with glee. A great moment for Boomi, sure, but quite odd for the spectator as the transition to a more homogeneous look wasn't exactly the prettiest thing to witness. "[color=goldenrod]Huh?[/color]" It seemed Parkinson hadn't been paying too much attention to the noises, as the shadow hand and the animal shifting ladyboy had her mental capacity quite occupied at the moment. Scratching her head with the non-affected hand, the blondie wondered just what the heck was going on. Rustling of bushes would normally be quite the red flag at this point, but it would take Reina's screams to have Parkinson dashing a second after. No, in truth, even the scream wouldn't be enough, only the sight of the monstrosity summoned by their endless blabbering would pushed her to swiftly snatch the kid big his wrist and drag him into a speedy sprint. "[color=goldenrod][i]Huff, huff ...[/i][/color]" She remained silent, too frightened and panicked to actually formulate anything consistent in her mind. Her free hand, the one imbued in the same miasma of death she couldn't purge, would smack against multiple obstacles such as trees and vines, causing most to collapse behind them and possibly slow down the mighty beast. [hr] [center][img]https://cdn0.iconfinder.com/data/icons/business-and-trade-2/48/66-512.png[/img][/center] The three heroes stranded in the merciless desert built solely to train their capabilities would have thought it wise to climb the nearby hill in hopes to have some kind of vantage point. No warning had been given, not like in the Jungle area. Something was definitely up, and the deafening silence in such an open area would leave many wondering just what they had in store for them. Though one with a talent for ken observation would notice the minuscule, partial traces of something that moved nearby, and recently. Unconcealed boot prints to be exact. Though as the ever vigilants would notice this detail, another less subtle one would force their attention toward a smaller hill about a kilometer away from their position. A ray of light reflected on a glass or metallic object would come to swipe their eyes before a loud, thunder-like 'Boom' could be heard. The same rattlesnake Frei would have focused on would be completely obliterated, deleted from existence, from what seemed to be some form an anti-material rifle. Not a second later, multiple shot would be fired at their direction, each one completely breaking down large portions of tones around them. Shards of rock flung all of the place and dust ruled their grounds as if there had been an explosion. They were clearly warning shots, but of course had to goal to make them aware of the threat while putting them at a disadvantage. Indeed, there were snipers, and not the normal kind. Ones that would hold weaponry worthy of what one would expect from people capable of creating super beings. From absurd distances, they could reach with precision their target, all the while remaining well hidden in the distance. Perhaps a couple had given up their spot with the initial shots, but ti was clear that they were dealing with more than a little rink dink group. They were most likely surrounded, and the objective would still not be announced. Would they attempt a stalemate and risk dying from all this heat? Or would they fight back and displayed their powers as they would naturally be urged to.