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NoctisBladedancer and Magna Carta
Alice adjusted her mask tentatively and looked in the mirror. It wasn't like it fit her character or her powers, but it didn't need to. All was for was obscuring her face. Her upper body was covered by a mostly featureless black jacket, her hands had knife-resistant gloves(Only 15$!) and her pants were simple blue jeans followed by boring white tennis shoes. Not much of a hero outfit. But her clothing could hold up to a weapon other than a gun in a pinch alright, her form was partially obscured and her face was hidden. Perhaps the only thing that stood out was the tool belt she was wearing. The various pockets were closed and nothing was unsecured, but within them lay a variety of pieces of scrap metal. Furthermore, there were at least five knives on her person. Everissa spoke from the doorway to the bathroom, "Looks good, you all set?"
Alice took a deep breath and turned to Everissa "Yes, I'm all set."
"Alright then, let's get going Magna Carta." Everissa said, and slipped her own mask over her face. The two of them had worked together to get Alice ready to venture out as soon as possible. That entailed getting something of a superhero wear together, working out a name, and most importantly, determining exactly what Alice could do. Thankfully, as with most capes, Alice had a fairly good intrinsic sense of how her power functioned. After a bit of testing they were able to fine-tune it more and think of ways she could effectively use it in combat. A few sparring matches, some bruises, and a bit of cash; and Magna was ready to start looking for trouble. They had little information on either the community or Lethal Force and frankly, Bladedancer would prefer for them to deal with normal crooks before going up against anyone with powers. Bladedancer had only been in a fight after getting her powers once or twice and they had been over in a matter of moments. But they had been adrenaline inducing, mind-numbing, fast-paced affairs, and jumping into something like that unprepared was asking for something bad to happen. For that matter jumping into it prepared was asking for something bad to happen, but there was no way around that now was there?
The two of them carefully left her apartment and split, travelling across from each other, splitting further and travelling through alleyways and such. Their intention was to patrol a route they had set out beforehand, looking for any criminal acts, or any sort of information they could find about either Lethal Force or the Community whilst in 'cape mode' so to speak. It was a vague plan and perhaps not the best one, but that was the nature of things since they really didn't have much of an idea for how to start. They had gone several blocks when they heard gunshots echo through the air. They both immediately headed towards each other and a terse discussion led to them heading off, following the further gunshots. It seemed they would get some excitement on their first outing. Whether that was a bad or good thing, was yet to be seen.
Sofia Stien - Train yard
Sofia naturally was still holding onto Chatterhead with her eyes closed and carefully stepping after him. However she was not entirely free of audio input and found that to be a very poor sense for getting a sense of what was going on. There was a bit of gunfire from Chatterbox, her power thankfully making it far more quiet than it had been before. The splintering of wood was doubtless Thunderbird throwing more boxes. Sofia wondered what the boxes had in them. After all they didn't know just what kind of warehouse this was. Maybe it had something like stuffed animals in it. Or bombs. The horrible screeching sound as a large amount of things crashed to the ground she had no idea, maybe it had been bombs after all? It also sounded like... there was some sort of super loud roaring? If Sofia hadn't known better she would've said it sounded like something from out of a Jurrasic Park movie. But that couldn't be right, that would mean there was a dinosaur here. And those were all dead. The temptation to open her eyes for just a second to look around was tantalizing. But Chatterhead was relying on her to keep him safe so she couldn't. She would keep them safe. Come to think of it she was kind of like a safe. She was used to protect things. Her eyes were like the lock and her power was the walls.
