[IC] Masterminds

[MarshiestMallow]

Marcus cursed. Seeing that the subject Veyas brought didn't seem to be going anywhere, he cahed after the other one. Flinging himself from the window as well, he didn't drop. It didn't seem like Marcus was falling however, and he chased after Feyd, the wind suddenly picking up, and birds were buffeted, but Marcus wasn't affected. "Get back here!" He roared

[nautilusmp]

After a while, Ruslan wakes up in somewhere completely different from what he last remembered to be where he was. He tries to stand up and walk, but soon after that he collapses back down. His left foot, badly hurt, couldn't withstand the force of half his own weight. He looks up, this time not trying to stand. Instead, he concentrates and pulls a first aid box toward him, after which he gives himself some treatment. Sure it will not help him escape the area immediately, but at least it prevents him from getting any worse.

[MarshiestMallow]

Marcus cursed and yelled, and pretty much had a breakdown. He snarled, and heading back to his office. He would have to track down Feyd soon enough. He had eyes and ears all over the city.

He found Ruslan, and once more sat down. He drank some scotch, then turned to him. "I can get a healer in here to fix up the worst of your injuries. First though...." he trailed off, and shrugged, "I appear to need a new cell. So, first, I'll shackle you"

[salamimike]

Flint looked to Leela "You don't trust me..." He said bluntly "Now lets think back.. have I ever hurt you? I remember specifically surrounding you in bugs and possibly scaring you a little bit. Now what has Maria done to you? Beaten, shocked. and yet you trust her more then me? Lets think of it another way, before this whole scenario about finding people started what was I doing? Begging on the street, moping around ready to just die at any minute. Now what was Maria doing?" Flint's eyes flicked to Maria but then back to Leela "Robbing banks and killing people. Causing as much as mayhem as she wanted.Now what is the difference in this situation? What makes Maria here more trust worthy then I am. Its simple really. Maria is pretty I am not. I am gross and so must be a bad guy. I have a bad guy power and so cant be trusted. Why would you trust someone who physically beat you more than someone who hasn't actually killed anyone up to this point" Flint said angrily. "But alas I don't need you to trust me, I just need you to help me. At the very least you know at full power you can easily beat me. Now before we start getting looked after we should leave here and find somewhere safer..."

[C W St J Nobbs]

Feyd heard tin man shouting behind him, but he didn't dare to look back because A) Looking back is how you always got caught and B) He wasn't sure flying in general was that great an idea, let alone looking somewhere else while flying. Which brought up the interesting notion that he had no idea how to land without hurting himself even more. He at least had the movement thing down to an acceptable level. He was treating it just like sledding down a hill, shifting his weight in the direction he wanted to go and hoping for the best. It had worked pretty well so far.

He figured maybe if he could slow himself down, he would drift to the ground. It was a noble theory, but Feyd wasn't even really sure if he could slow himself down. As far as he knew, this whole flying thing was binary. He either was flying or he wasn't. He gradually tried to lessen the amount of energy he was pushing down and out of his hands and was relieved when he felt the wind around him quiet down without him plummeting to the pavement. He didn't really want to look down to see how high he was, but he hadn't been needing to dodge any buildings which probably wasn't good.

He tried to rock himself through the air and was pleased to find that this slowed him down as well. He began to gently lower himself down and was pleased to find that he was mostly away from the busy sections of the city. He lowered himself down among some old, abandoned buildings and fell the last several feet, but landed upright. The jolt of landing caused his ribs to throb and he had a bit of trouble breathing. He went down on one knee and tried to push the pain out of his head, to refocus on what needed done. He heard someone yell at him. He looked up and saw he was being approached by four very large people dressed in worker's clothes.

“You can't be here,” a bald white man with a full beard shouted at him. “This is private property.”

“Fuck off,” Feyd said, “I'll be out of here in a few minutes just...gimme a sec.”

“Maybe you don't hear so good,” someone behind the first person to speak said.

Feyd sighed. He could smell that they were about to try and rob him. He had a sixth sense about such things.

“Really, guys? We're really going to do this cliche bullshit now? Well, I don't have any money. And as you can see, my shoes are really fucked up.”

They stepped forward, two of them cracking their knuckles for dramatic effect. Feyd laughed at them, ignoring the pain that shot through his body and caused black spots to float into his vision and then burst. Feyd was tired, in a lot of pain and wasn't in any sort of mood for this bullshit. He formed an orb in each hand, giving them each a large tail for maximum effect.

“Run,” was all he said before he threw them down between them, creating a wall of fire several feet high. He heard the commotion of scared people running, and didn't even care that he had blatantly used his powers in front of normal people.

What were they gonna say? 'This huge bald dude fell from the sky, made fire with his hands and then made a wall.'? That was some Syfy channel bullshit, no one would believe them. Now that he was safely landed, Feyd needed new clothes. He cursed that he didn't Terminator 2 those motherfuckers and started walking among the abandoned buildings towards the outline of the city.

[MarshiestMallow]

"No, I don't trust you because I don't like your motives. You are hidden what you really want out of this" Leela said, "And I don't trust Maria simply because she is pretty. I'm usually a good judge of character" She also had a habit of wanting to help those that didn't think they could be helped, but she wasn't going to say that. "I trust her because..." She trailed off, thinking that Maria would rather not let her explode out the expression she had seen on the girls face, "Because she let me drink her blood, because she could have easily recaptured me as I lay here helpless on the floor"

"I don't trust you, because you chose to control, zombify, and force to fight defensive humans. I don't trust you because you think using your power to simple make people sick is a moral boundary over stepped"

Leela deliberately stepped closer, "You can't say you trust me, if you did..." She held out a hand, "You'd let me see if I could heal away the more disgusting aspect of your appearance"

It was a challenge, and Leela gave an innocent smile.

[PhoenixEye9]

Veyas looked at all of them confused, none of them seemed to notice him or his question, "Again what the hell is going on here? Or is this a bad time and I should leave, but then again this seems more like a betrayal. Explain, or I'll have a bit of a problem."

[nautilusmp]

Ruslan is unchanged by what Marcus said to him, but it's not because he's not afraid of Marcus. It is rather because of his English vocabulary being not so plenty that he doesn't know what shackle means. But soon he will know it and live his nightmare. (don't worry, the real me knows what it means)

[MarshiestMallow]

Marcus sighed. So much to do, and not enough time to do it in, or minions to do it for him. He hesitated, and then pressed a button on his communicator. "Oh One" he said, "Please, come to my office. I appear to have need of you" He dismissed the communication, and rose to go to a cupboard, taking out a chain, and shackle.

"Right. Ruslan correct?" He knelt with the chain in hand.

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Leela flinched as someone else joined them in the warehouse. She stepped back towards Maria, unsure of this person. "good? Or bad?" She whispered softly to Maria.

[salamimike]

Flint was about to consider reaching out to touch her hand when he suddenly realised another person in the room. Instinctively bugs began to fly around the subject "Who the fuck invited you" Flint grunted angrily, his plans could have been compromised because of some sneaky guy, what if he was with Marcus? He would have to take care of him.

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The speaker attached to the wall within the small room blurted "Oh One" it said, "Please, come to my office. I appear to have need of you" Marcus's voice cut off as 01 looked up from her book, the manual for a Beechcraft T-6 Texan II, a standard plane used in the New Zealand air forces. She never knew when she may need to know the information within. As she hadn't been told to expect to leave for a mission, she left her suitcase/rifle under the bed, where it stayed when she was not using it. Despite this she never went anywhere unarmed and so walked to a large drawer and began to equip her other weapons, placing her throwing knives around her leg and filling her other pouches with her standard equipment. Finally removing the two 1911 pistols and, with a twirl, they where placed inside her holsters. She straightened her skirt and finished the look with a small grey beret. She began to walk to the office, almost marching as she did. When she got to the room she knocked before entering and noticed Marcus with his chain and another man lying injured on the floor. She didn't react as she walked slowly into the room, carefully closing the door so it wouldn't slam then turning to Marcus. Her hand raising to her forehead in salute, waiting for the words "At ease" before placing her arm back down by her side. "Agent 01 ready for orders sir!" She said chantingly as she held her hand against her forehead.

[MarshiestMallow]

"Ah, good. Always quick. Right. It appears that some of the other soldiers have been bad, and turned against us. Well, I can't do much about that now, so I need you to round up two subjects for me. One by the name of Katherin Winter, the other Feyd Rauthia. Their files are on my desk. Be wary, they are dangerous, however Feyd should be a little easier. I've softened him up. Hit his ribs" Marcus said, clipping the shackle around the injured mans uninjured foot.

"Do not fail me, Oh One, I am not in the mood for any more failure"

[PhoenixEye9]

"Umm well I invited myself.... And obviously there's something going on... And now I'm a little curious,... Ummm care to explain?" Veyas spoke with long pauses between the sentence's pieces. The awkwardness mixing with tenseness in the air,

[MarshiestMallow]

"No, it's bad enough with the bug king here!" Leela said, "Please go away" she said, "I'm tired of fighting. And if you go, take the bug creep away too" she said, not even expecting either to leave.

She sighed, and stepped closer to Maria.

[salamimike]

01 Nodded "Yes, Sir!" She said as she turned on her heel and quickly left the office. as she went to her room she retrieved her own tablet like device and began to track where Feyd may be, she began to listen to police radio frequencies and local news.

"Reports of a man throwing a Molotov cocktail at a group of male construction worker's on 49th street, physical description to be a injured man, over 5",8' with pale skin and a shaven head." The police radio frequency blurted then cut out.

01 listened to many other reports and, as this was the only lead, quickly placed the device in a pocket as she grabbed her gun case. Thinking where about the report had been placed and deciding to start around there, she would be able to use the small scale tracker within the device when she looked around the place.

She soon left the building and began to run, soon climbing to the rooftops and sprinting along them, using her speed and strength to jump along the gaps. When she drew near to the targets possible location, she got down to ground level and began to slowly walk, looking to the device and hoping it would find him.

[Aisling]

Diary of Morticia Arachnia

Dear Diary,
I am or will be Morticia Arachnia and now that I have written Dear Diary, it looks so stupid. But I won’t change it now because it will take too much time to do so. I am 17 years old and my parents were part of an experiment called “ MasterMinds “. Nothing actually happened to them but my sibling and I are mutated into what I call ‘monsters’.
I can not change what I am and I have accepted that fact that I will always be different than anyone else in this world. I am part spider and part porcelain doll. I might even have other things wrong about myself.
What I mean by part spider is that I can spin webs as well as climb walls and ceilings. I can also make pouches and other things by ‘knitting’ my sticky webbing then dusting it with a fine powder. In fact this diary is made by knitting my webbing! The webbing is so strong that I can swing on it in my secret place. When I was young I had a lot of fun swinging in the secret place and mom had me collect the extra spider webbing by rolling it up in a ball for some future project of hers. I wonder what it is.
What I mean about being a porcelain doll is that I scratch and chip easily. In fact I have many chips and cracks in my body as I speak. Dad is trying to make a special ‘cream’ to make me look pretty again.
I have to go now. Time to practice my ‘skills ‘ now. I will knit more later.
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I am back again. My practice lasted almost 2 days! I was able to control not just my body but my breathing. I can now sit in my chair as if I was ‘dead’. Not one bell rang or even gave a tiny jingle. It was a long 22 and half hours and I hope that I don’t have to do it again for a while.
The peddler came by while I was sitting and it was so very hard not to ask him anything or not to talk to him. After dinner, the peddler told some good stories and a few funny jokes for dinner. After wards dad and peddler went outside to talk. They talked for a long time. When they came in, they had made some kind of an agreement. I wonder what it is.
It has been a few weeks since the last time I have knitted an entry. During this time, mom told me about some interesting things about my webbing. It seems that my webbing can’t be cut by knife or hatchet. Dad is going to try to catch a wild boar in it. If that works, then he is going to try to use a knife, sword and the hatchet to see if it protects the wild boar or not. I hope that my webbing works well! I wonder what other tests they will do on my webbing.
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I have been very busy helping mom lately and not have had time to knit any more in my diary. We have been weaving my webbing into sheets for my bed. I love my new sheets! I feel so safe and secure under them. I have just enough webbing for my sheets and a pillow. I am so happy but I am tired……. Good night to all!
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The wild boar was caught today! It survived all of the blows and not a scratch on it. Dad took it to the village for a feast but I can not go. I am not happy about that at all. It is so not fair. I hope that I get something from the village………
Mom and dad brought me some powder from the village. It is a lavender scent. It smells nice but I would rather had gone to the village, chips, cracks and all. But no! I have to stay home by myself. I am about ready to run away and start a new life. But how can I explain all of these chips and cracks in my skin?
Mom set me to work on making new clothes for the past year and a half. It has been hard not to waste my webbing. I now have a pretty dress but it is so see throughy. Mom is trying to figure out how to color my webbing so people can’t see my body as if it was naked.
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My 20th birthday and so much has happened to me. Soon I will be leaving the family. Dad has perfected the cream and made it so that my skin is very pretty now. I have rose pink lips and lavender eyes. My skin color is ivory. My nails are red. Then they put a clear coat of hardening cream which makes me look so shiney. I don’t have a chip or scratch anymore. I wear my new dress everyday. Mom found some berries that will dye the thread as I knitted. It was a hard process but between mom and I, we dyed the dress and boots. I even made the softest insoles that one could ever want. I have made a belt with various pouches and a bag for my blankets. I am never too warm or too cold anymore.
I now can control my emotions totally, sit without back support and motionless for 3 days if I am feed first. I need to eat or drink blood at least very 3 days or I will fall into a semi coma until I can obtain blood of one form or another. I can survive in a semi coma for several days or so I am told. Now I can’t wait for the peddler to come with my birthday gift.
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My birthday gift finally came. It is a pure breed black stallion. I must learn to ride him and make a saddle, bridle and reins. Soon it will be my 21st birthday and I will be leaving my home and family. I will not see them again most likely. I won’t be writing in my diary much but I am taking it with me. Mom wanted me to take her porcelain doll but I said that she might break. All I have to do is to look in the mirror. She gave me her mirror as a parting gift.
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Morticia was riding into a strange city. She looked neither to the right or left. She did not even seem to breathe. However she was very aware of everything that was around her. Her face was totally frozen. All that was on her mind was to find out who was in the management of ‘MasterMinds’. She was sure that she could find someone who would tell her what she wanted to know. Or else.. but everyone needs to eat. She also found out that she had another power. Will wonders ever cease?

[Aisling]

Noirin woke up and needed to find the girl's room. ANd she would like to find her own clothes. Her stuff had to be somewhere but where?' She crept out of the room and found the rest room. After using it, Noirin carefully began to creep about to find the way out, her own clothes or something that she could wear.

[MarshiestMallow]

Marcus noticed the Suitcases that Jamie had left in his office, and frowned, wondering where they had came from. He left them there, and returned to Ruslan, trusting that 01 would do her best, and bring one of them in.

He frowned as a bing went off on his computer, and went over. A new project seemed to have enter the city. He read the information quickly, then sent off the information to the others in his team. Find them.

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Jamie sighed at the bing, and read the file. Morticia? He sighed, and noting her supposed location was close, he headed there, hiding in the shadows.

[Aisling]

Noirin was not at all sure where to go so after creeping around the place and listening at doors before entering, she did not find her suitcases or back pack or her clothes that she had on. Finally she heard noises in one of the rooms and decided that room must have her belongings in. She noted the location and crept back to the first room. She ate some food before she crawled under the bed.

Morticia noticed that there was a shadow that seemed to be following her since she saw it frequently. She became tired of being followed and stopped to wait for a bit. At the slightest tug of the reins, Shadow stopped and remained frozen as well as silent. Morticia listened carefully for any sounds that she could detect. She could only hope to be taken to the person that did the horrid experiment.

[C W St J Nobbs]

Feyd kept walking, ignoring the swelling pain in his chest. The air felt good against the road rash that covered most of his upper body, but he was starting to get cold and needed to find some sort of clothes soon. He couldn't walk any faster than he already was without causing his ribs to ache more, so he wasn't making very good time. He wished that he could fly, but he didn't want to risk using his powers so blatantly in front of people. Scaring that group of people off would probably come back to bite him in the ass sooner or later.

Up ahead, he saw a small person standing in the shadows. So it would be sooner. Perfect. Feyd wasn't really a huge fan of waiting around for things to happen.

[salamimike]

01 looked to her small pocket device as it beeped quickly. A picture appeared and information was brought up on the screen

FEYD-RAUTHA

FIRE-TYPE

AGE: 19

GENDER: M

01 looked up the alleyway and spotted the target. A sorry excuse of a man barely walking.
She began to slowly walk over "If you give up now I wont have to return you in two pieces." She said softly as she stopped a few steps away from Feyd. Dropping her gun case to the ground. Her arms staying by her side.
"You have one chance to surrender yourself now"
01 looked into the mans eyes as a wind picked up, blowing 01's short hair slightly , her eyes locked onto her subjects.