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<Snipped quote by TheMoatedGrange>

I know, it's just that my friend and I had quite some lore planned between our nations...


-awkward face- And I had a lot planned with the wall and the location.
<Snipped quote by GreivousKhan>

Is the place above my kingdom clear? I have a friend that might be interested in this game.


-awkward face- I have been working on an app for that spot. -nods-


After she had ended the transmission Archangel was free from the constraints of simulated human speed. She needed to dispatch all available Host of Heaven suits to surround the compound. She needed to keep constantly searching out and countering the attempts to get past her jamming. It was not hard but the less things she had to do at once the easier it was. She didn't really get stretched thin but there was an odd joy in being able to devote her conscious focus to one thing.

Archangel readied the Host of Heaven and dispatched them before her primary focus shifted. She would prepare one of her most powerful suits to confront this threat. She also went with one with the heaviest armor. She could not risk being discovered now. Everything was finally going well. Her human suits worked, she had a relationship which she had not even run probability calculations for, and she was happy. There was only a miniscule chance that the terrorists would be able to forcibly out her. But Archangel would make that possibility as slim as possible.

As she was putting the finishing touches on her suit, tracking the movement of hundreds of anomalies, directing host suits in cities around the country, running interference on the activation signal, periodically firing on devices that came into range, and countless other things she received the text message from Chris and her human suit smiled. It took a minute for her to set up the new interface. Archangel actually had to move her suit into position so that it would appear in her normal projection.

Then she turned it on again and the screen inside the room in Lost Haven came to life again. This time instead of Archangel's human suit it showed her fully prepped combat suit. "Hello Chris," she said first before speaking to the group. "I am Archangel. We have identified the group's location." One of the other screens in the room flickered as well before it showed an active map displaying the location of the terrorist base. "I have dispatched the Host of Heaven and surrounded the facility." The screen with the map updated to show the positions of 20 different synthetic suits in relation to the facility. "I will join you in the assault."
-helpful face- I think Ded has a post to make first.
-shakes head- Archangel used surgical strikes on sites in over a dozen cities to preemptively destroy the devices that were under her sattelite coverage. Dedonus, she also put up a map of where as many of the rest as she could find were across the country, the ones she did not have the range for. She did a big thing. -nods- And your post did not even respond to her. -irritated face- She did a huge thing and said a lot, and nobody even reacted. -irritated face- Instead the post was all boob jokes about Arachne.

-helpful face- The devices were destroyed by surgical strikes from the air. They looked like lasers and were very surgical, only destroying the devices and a few feet around them.

She also hijacked national news, and all of that was done in seconds.


-sighs- This post Ded
-sad face- And then you ignore my post here too.
-shakes head- Archangel used surgical strikes on sites in over a dozen cities to preemptively destroy the devices that were under her sattelite coverage. Dedonus, she also put up a map of where as many of the rest as she could find were across the country, the ones she did not have the range for. She did a big thing. -nods- And your post did not even respond to her. -irritated face- She did a huge thing and said a lot, and nobody even reacted. -irritated face- Instead the post was all boob jokes about Arachne.

-helpful face- The devices were destroyed by surgical strikes from the air. They looked like lasers and were very surgical, only destroying the devices and a few feet around them.

She also hijacked national news, and all of that was done in seconds.
@Marra Mistborn Is it a titanium-carbide alloy?


With very sophisticated artificial flesh and other things coating it. -nods- At least for her human suits. For her nonhuman suits her ass really is metal but not tin. -sticks tongue out-
Angel's in hiding, but you can bet your tin-plated asses that he's gonna be watching the following events.


I will have you know that Archangel's ass is not made of tin. -laughs softly and happy face-


It was not supposed to happen. Archangel knew that the statistical probability had been almost nonexistent that all the bombs could be stopped but she had hoped that the smaller probability would come to pass. She had not known that she had been so attached to that wishful thinking until the bombs began to go off. She did not know what to make of her thoughts, she did not normally feel emotion so poignantly it was normally half a simulation. But at that moment for a few fractions of a millisecond Archangel felt it.

She would have to respond now. The terrorists had officially committed an overt act. It took only another few milliseconds for her subroutines to pinpoint the exact locations of the devices that had already activated. Another few milliseconds compared the relative positions for each city and determined hypothetical locations for the bombs in other cities all across the United States. Now that she knew where to look it took only a few more milliseconds to pinpoint the location of dozens more as her satellite feeds and surveillance confirmed the presence of the devices.

The next step took longer. It took Archangel almost a full second to confirm all the targeting data and arm the weapons systems. She could have cut the time away almost entirely had she not needed to check several hundred times over to make sure she would not be killing anyone with her strikes.

The news announcement had just finished as she spent an uncharacteristically long time in thought. She wanted to save them, she wanted to help them, but this went against something deep inside her. It was strange, like a ghost within her memories, a ghost that whispered showing so much now was a bad idea. But she had to act, she could not stand by and watch as a madman ruined the lives of millions.

“Excuse me for a moment Chris.” She spoke through the television screen she had commandeered before changing the feed to show a blank slate.

For a long several seconds Archangel hesitated. It was the second longest she had hesitated that she could remember. And then the ghost in the machines took action.

[OOC: This is what the news in the room would be after Archangel briefly blanked her screen]

Only a moment after Archangel's screen went dark another panicked announcement briefly sounded from the news.

Anchor 1: “This just in. We are receiving reports of lights from the sky striking buildings in cities across the country. Reports from Chicago, Los Angeles, Atlanta, and Seattle all confirm strikes on the buildings generating the fields.”

Anchor 2: Visibly shaken. “Is this another attack? What did we….”

The screen dissolved into multicolored hash for a second before a new image appeared in place of the newscasters. It was Archangel, but not the woman that Chris and others had spoken too. This feed was of Archangel as she was in her suits, hidden behind the advanced technology.

“People of the United States of America. I am Archangel. Do not be alarmed. I have launched surgical strikes against the terrorist devices. Please remain calm. Other Heroes will be moving into action and the Host of Heaven suits have been dispatched. I repeat, remain calm. We are working as quickly as possible to neutralize the threat.”

Then after Archangel had finished speaking the feed cut out again before switching back to the newscasters who seemed stunned and surprised.

[OOC Back to Archangel now.]

A few second after her broadcast ended Archangel reopened the interface with the others. She could have switched instantly but it might seem too suspicious. As she appeared again on the screen she made sure to act as if she was typing quickly. “Over 70% of the devices have now been neutralized. My satellites are not in position to neutralize the others. I have dispatched the Host of Heaven to other cities. But there is still a 86.989834329% chance that others will go off before the Host suits can reach them.”

The sound of simulated typing continued as Archangel widened the interface, commandeering more screens as she projected a map of the United States. There were still over a dozen red icons on the map, representing the locations of devices that she had been unable to target and that could go off at any time. “Icon, Lady Liberty, Thunderbolt, Boom, are all faster than the Host suits, they need to hurry. The readings from the fields currently active indicate very strong mutagenic potential. Even minimal exposure has a 2.3808% chance of causing possibly debilitating mutation.”

Then Archangel spoke one more time. “We need to find the people behind this. They must be stopped.” She simulated appropriate levels of disgust and horror at what was happening but like always stayed professional.
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