Elle Santiago

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Levy only shook her head at the defensive words of the guy with colorful clothes. There was no use berating him about it since Pyro seems oddly chill (heh) at the situation. Besides, if it was really harmful, Pyro would’ve done something about it. A smile appeared on her face under the mask at the prospect of being given answers; then that smile was smeared off her face at the thought of following and climbing down those ladders again.

“Fuck.” She mumbled. Raising a single hand as the fog of darkness encircling it dispersed in the air, she spoke louder this time. “Yeah, I’m gonna be needing instructions. I just arrived here earlier. Landmarks are appreciated.” When she saw the large guy jump off the building, followed by the nervous yelp of some EMTs, she just sighed.

Levy just had to have faith that these collection of people that she’d be acquainted with would be gentler with civilians.

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@Eviledd1984@auspiciousPetal

“Shaman from the Guild faction.” Levy answered, feeling exasperation seeping in her bones. Introductions were always a pain in the ass. “They sent me here to investigate what’s going on in Chicago.” She turned her head towards Pyro. “Preferably, to hear it from the source. The Guild’s in the dark and they want to help, extending an olive branch, so to speak.”

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And, Levy comes climbing up the rooftop, late for the party and exposition. I got distracted with RL stuff, sorry.

Also, I was wondering if @Deathsong12's character was with us the whole time or if it's just me misreading his post.

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@RBYDark@Gentlemanvaultboy@Eviledd1984@auspiciousPetal

The moment they saw the fiery streak in the sky, the car immediately swerved and turned the corner, intent on following Pyro. When they saw her land on top of a building, Levy exited the car, a feeling of apprehension entering her as she saw how high the building was. Her eyes landed on a fire escape ladder, marking it as Plan B. If there was an elevator inside that building, she’d use that first.

Jogging up front, Levy’s gaze was firmly glued towards the pile of human bodies. From the lack of secretion and their odor, she tagged the pile as living, for now. Checking to see the rooftop if there were hostiles, which didn’t have one, she went closer to the scene, finding some pebbles coated with something. Deciding against touching them, she stood up, jogged back to the car, and told Amelia to call an ambulance to help the pile of unconscious humans on the street.

When she saw Amelia reach for her phone, Levy started to walk up the fire escape ladder, seeing the entrance for the building was barricaded by unconscious people. The ladder creaked, filling her with fear that any time now, she’d fall and die. A bit morbid, yes, but she did always have a fear with heights. It had been lowered due to exposure to heights with the vigilante thing she had going on, but she still held that fear.

Sweaty hand gripped the railing of the ladder, knees feeling weak as she glanced down. The annoying but rhythmic chirping of a bird on the rooftop caught her attention, making her move again. Once reaching the rooftop, she pulled out her golden mask and attached it to her face, patting her jacket and jeans to rid off the dust.

Her eyes found a collection of interesting people, eyes gravitating towards Pyro before spreading over yet again to the tall blue man, a guy with a crow mask with sharp weapons, and a guy with colorful clothes. The fact that they weren’t fighting was a good thing on her books, making her approach them.

Of course, the fact that there was a sharp weapon casually displayed made her unnerved, making her ready a nightmare spell. Against the backdrop of an evening sky, the aura of black and blue mildly seeping out of her jacket’s pockets where her hands were placed made an easy cover for it. Steering clear of the person with the crow mask and stepping near to Pyro’s side of the roof, Levy spoke.

“Someone mind telling me what’s the big deal on Chicago and why there’s a pile of unconscious humans in front of this building?”

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So, just a quick, general question about the recent scene. Are you on the street or on the rooftop of a building? I'm leaning on the latter but there's some mixed words in the IC thread. @auspiciousPetal@RBYDark@Gentlemanvaultboy@Eviledd1984

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@Alisma Well, if you ever decide to start it again, just PM me.

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Well, Levy thought as she sat on the car’s passenger seat yet again after the tour with Chicago’s guild, that could’ve been faster. And, it really could. There was so much introduction from the other Supers and mutants that it wasn’t even funny anymore. All the names and faces were all jumbled into one pile labeled ‘Do not Care’. The genuine politeness she exuded earlier became a mask that soon crumbled as people approached her.

Thankfully, Levy didn’t make quite a mess such as throwing curses at people without any of them knowing. It happened at times when her patience was at its thinnest and it promptly snapped. The calm that her ghost-friend exuded was a godsend, really. Keeps her in check when her temper’s high. It was disappointing, though, that her supposed friend, Kain, wasn’t there to meet with her.

Perhaps he was just all talk, after all. Or a dead body. He did request for her help for some reason that made him talk to her. As the driver’s side door opened and Amelia got in, she revved the engine, the two of them heading towards the site where the video was uploaded. Levy was hoping that nothing will happen so she could rest and deal with the Pyro thing tomorrow.

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@Dark Light Well, I don't really mind. It would be a bit difficult for @auspiciousPetal, though.

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@Dark Light

When the Guild member finally swung by the airport and identified Levy, they were quick to stow her baggages in the trunk of the car. The woman who picked her up was a normal whose name was Amelia. When Levy entered the car, Amelia immediately drove out the airport and towards the city.

“So, what really is the problem here in Chicago?” Levy started, eyes lazily gazing at the passing surroundings. “Am I really needed or am I just here for show?”

“There are struggles between two factions: the Justice and the Obsidian.” She replied. “The Guild isn’t heavily invested with their fights and we only assist when they ask for it. After all, we wouldn’t want to step on some toes and gain an enemy instead of an ally.”

Levy hummed. “And, are we going to the Guild now?”

“Yes.” Amelia answered. “But it is only to show you your room and drop of your bags. After that, I am tasked to bring you to the site where the video was sent.”

Levy’s eyebrows rose. “Why?”

“I--well, according to your dossier, you have the ability to track people.”

“Um, I don’t?” Levy half-laughed, half-said. “I mean, I do, but I have to see them first in person. And I have limited range.”

Amelia shifted her gaze from the road to Levy for a short moment before she shrugged and focused on the drive ahead. “Well, it came from up high,” Levy resisted the urge to roll her eyes, “so we have to do it. We can just drive around the block and return, just to be safe. I’ll also request an edit on your file.”

“Fair enough.”

The rest of the ride was uneventful, with neither having anything to talk about. Before long, they’ve arrived at the Guild HQ.

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@auspiciousPetal It certainly helps that you have a great setting going on here. It tickles my muse just right to crank up stuff like this.