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Celia Clarke: Denver Streets

Upon arriving at the building where the rest of Artificer's and Kyoshi's team were, Celia slipped off of the fly gracefully. As her feet touched the ground she examined the group before her. G4M3R, Furnace, Artificer, Kyoshi, and herself. Quite the crew, though she admittedly didn't know the specifics of three of their powers. Furnace stared off at the creature as Celia had, but his attention shifted once he noticed Celia and Artificer. She paused for a bit at his question, considering it. It was an odd question to ask of an equal, at least her research suggested that, but maybe she was mistaken. She paused for another beat, before speaking very quietly. "I'm fine, No need." She paused again, before continuing, "Nice to meet you Furnace."

Kyoshi asked if she was getting the group good PR, and Celia smiled at the surreal nature of the question. As Kyoshi finished speaking a man appeared next to the android, wearing an outfit normally reserved for riot control agents, but with slight alterations. She eyed him suspiciously as a web search turned up who he was. As the lettering on the chest piece said, his cape name was Jaunt, a relatively new addition to the Denver cape scene. Celia didn't flinch, though she probably should have if she wanted to seem more human. Instead there was no reaction, unlike Artificer who almost fell off the fly. He sputtered out a question at Jaunt. Celia glanced at the lettering on Jaunt chest before glancing back to Artificer. It literally said his name.

After another beat Celia asked Jaunt a question that she assumed most of them were wondering. "What is your business here Jaunt? I don't know if you noticed, but you're a little late to the party." She spoke at a normal volume, loud enough to notice that she had almost no inflection. Her voice was completely unchanged throughout the sentence.
Celia Clarke: Plummeting towards the Denver Streets

As soon as Sonika caught the gun, she cocked the hammer back and pointed it directly at Celia's forehead. There was no flourish, no performance, just cold calculated dominance. Before the supervillain could speak again, her gaze shifted past Furnace and Celia. In a slow motion, Celia turned around and saw a giant black fly approaching with two people riding it. As Celia watched, she suddenly noticed an unencrypted frequency emanating from the two passengers. "-I see something on top of some office building around 200 feet tall. Try to get there as fast as you can, me and G4M3R are heading towards there now." Celia caught the signal a bit late, but it was enough to identify at least one of the people riding the fly. The hint that there was a third member one of the mountees was communicating with was not lost.

The web returned plenty of results as far as G4M3R's persona; a streamer and parahuman of the Tinker classification. His ears allowed him to magnify sounds, or something like that-he hadn't put too much information out. As Celia downloaded and reviewed G4M3R's streams from front to back as fast as possible, she found out who the fly belonged to: A tinker named Artificer, who was G4M3R's friend. A response came from a walkie-talkie on the ground, a confirmation of movement. The occupants of the fly arrived at the roof, apparently ready to assist, though Furnace seemed none too pleased about this. Artificer, identifiable as not G4M3R, declared that Sonika was outnumbered. Sonika controlled the air with immense power, and he thought that the current lineup could subdue her? Doubtful. unless he had some secret weapon up his sleeve.

Celia slowly turned back to Sonika, who seemed to be trying to murder the cocky hero with her eyes as opposed to using her power. No harm in trying. She responded with a measured tone, pointing out that every person on scene was a hostage excluding Furnace. A beat passed, before Sonika suddenly shifted the hammer of Celia's revolver to the safer position, and spoke again. She spoke some parting words, and a concussive blast of air exploded underneath her. The force sent Celia tumbling once again, her shock only matched by the speed of her quick descent. Celia once again did trajectory calculations, and was surprised to find that the first one exactly matched her current fall. Of course. Sonika isn't around to move the air, so I'm just falling normally Celia thought, and shifted into a position that would help her fall slower. A figure rocketed off the side of the building Celia had just been on top of, heading straight towards her. With impressive form, Celia found herself in the arms of some green clad avenger, who brought her down on a slope that had risen to meet the young woman's feet.

The 'savior' carefully set Celia down on the roof, and asked her if she was doing okay. How selfless. Celia nodded in response, an almost imperceptible motion that would leave the less observant confused if it was purposeful or not. The android turned around, looking in the direction Sonika had fled, and was shocked to see a creature straight out of Love Craftian horror rising into the sky to chase her. A careful scan of the web revealed absolutely nothing. This creature didn't seem to be an endbringer, but was apparently making one of its first appearances here and now.

Again her attention shifted as Artificer approached Celia and her savior. He remarked on Kyoshi-That was her name. Anyways, Artificer remarked on Kyoshi's condition, which Celia confirmed visually was quite poor. Celia had been falling pretty fast, though it was useless now to remark that she would have survived regardless. The so called sacrifice was just a way to expedite the expected outcome. At the offer of Artificer's hand Celia nodded and used his assistance to board his strange mount. At first she seemed uncomfortable, though she shifted a bit and pressed herself against the young Tinker's back for stability. Personal space didn't seem to be a concern at the moment, though it was yet to be seen if it ever would be.
Celia Clarke: Denver Streets

Furnace hardly reacted to Celia's presence, his expression an unwavering mask, which only served to convince the android that she had been seen. Celia took a second to search for any strong wireless signals emanating from either of the two, but they were clean. Not even encrypted signals from Furnace, surprisingly enough. Celia began her next thought as Sonika shifted back slightly, responding to a question that had been asked before Celia's arrival in the form of (apparently) declining an offer. Sonika hadn't reacted to Celia at all so far, so it seemed to be going well. Celia made the mistake of shifting out a bit more, while her latent thought process returned an answer from the web. Furnace was actually pretty well know, a very strong cape who could control his own body temperature without self harm. A good guy, with ample support from the Protectorate and PRT alike. There was even a forum devoted to him. Endearing and creepy had a fine line.

Sonika tensed her legs, and jumped backwards fearlessly. The force she put in and the momentum she gained were clearly unbalanced. She had definitely refined her power extensively, which was admirable. At that thought a strong gust of wind threw Celia forward, pulling off her feet immediately. For about a second, maybe a second and a half, Celia was completely helpless. When you got sent into the air when you weren't prepared it was very hard to recover. Sonika didn't throw Celia at the ground luckily. Celia ran four trajectory calculations, and none of them helped her recover. Without knowing what Sonika had done to the air, she couldn't predict her fall. Celia hit the ground hard, rolling on impact, before gracefully righting herself. She was unharmed, though her shoulder had a bit of dirt on it. The recovery was a bit odd, and anyone who was particularly observant would be very confused. Celia was often too graceful, recovering far too quickly.

The android glanced between Furnace and Sonika, carefully weighing her options; She made an effort to seem more scared than she was. Sonika announced her attentions clearly, and Celia frowned at the thought that she was now a hostage. Air brushed Celia's fingertips, and she could feel her holster shifting. The clasp came undone, and the gun started pulling upward. She won't shoot a hostage, she's not stupid. Besides I can recover from a .44 shot Celia thought to herself, and stopped her hand from interrupting the guns trajectory. Sonika caught the gun thrown by her passenger, and Celia expected no less. Celia hadn't noticed the heat subsiding a bit, and that slow reaction time surprised her. She had been to distracted by the gun apparently, even though one of her processors had been unoccupied. Furnace conceded a bit, asking Sonika what she wanted now. Celia nodded, glancing back at Sonika.
I'm definitely interested, but I wouldn't create a new character because I don't have that much time in the week. Chalk me up as interested though. @Kafka Komedy
Celia Clarke: Denver Streets

At first the noise of the city had been frustrating and distracting, the loud footfalls all around Celia drew constant inquiry, every single voice had to be listened to, and every cough registered. Fortunately, she had been able to slowly adjust herself to her surroundings. She covered ground quickly, part of her attention on the various communications between police forces. She had started intercepting the signals not long after getting to Denver, and began unencrypting them within the day. Recent concerns with local police stations assisting each other had led them to abandon Police 10 code, and so she didn't even have to commit that to long term memory. The PRT's higher level communication system was proving a lot harder to crack, which was unexpected. Obviously the encryption system they had in place was hundreds of times more secure than anything standard law enforcement were equipped with. Intercepting any type of law enforcement communications was actually illegal, but when the law wasn't advantageous Celia treated it like the footsteps around her.

Voices over the police broadband communicated simply and swiftly, informing each other of pertinent information, or just providing updates. Celia was particularly interested in an officer who reported sightings of a supervillain, referred to as Sonika. The location last seen wasn't too far from the inquisitive android, so she set to work. The first step was to better understand the target, so Celia set some of her processors a whirring looking for more information about the supervillain. Few pictures were available, and the various cape forums provided minimal information. She was linked to a bunch of murders, with a common theme of asphyxiation without bruising on the neck. The current working theory developed by the community was some sort of manipulation of the air. Pictures of the masked cape were plentiful, but not of a particularly high quality. For her own benefit, she generated a 3D model, filling in details as more pictures were found.

Celia tried to ascertain vulnerabilities in the PRT's databases, but found that they operated on a very strict closed network. It would be impossible to access without being on site; discovering the PRT's theory was going to be impossible for now. Her feet carried her quickly, as her eyes scanned the alley in front of her. She was close enough now to the last sighting to consider getting high ground, so Celia considered the fire escape not even a story above her. The young woman jumped with little effort, easily grabbing the metal around the ladder; where you would dismount if the ladder was down. She pulled herself up carefully, making sure to be as quiet as possible. Celia lifted her legs over the lip, and stood gracefully. She walked slowly up the stairs of the fire escape, going faster as she got nearer the top. The top of the fire escape wasn't connected to the roof, but an adjacent building sat just above the edge of the railing.

Celia hopped up onto the railing, taking a second to balance herself, before jumping onto the top of the building. She scanned the area around her, eager to find the ne'er do well. Celia didn't quite know what she would do when she did, but she doubted it would be particularly violent. In a noticeably human fashion, Celia moved one hand over the butt of her .44 and the the other over her knife to confirm their position. Their familiar presence was the slightest bit reassuring. Celia moved her hand down to the pocket embedded in her leg, and pulled out the domino mask within. She carefully put it on over her eyes, while reviewing the last thirty minutes of police communications. She turned eastward at another reported sighting. Her eyes caught sight of Furnace at the same time as his presence was confirmed by a PRT official to the standard law enforcement personnel nearby. Celia almost instantly lost sight of him as he landed on a large office building a few blocks away.

Sonika is probably up there as well Celia's inner voice concluded as she sprung into action. She sprinted at the building she had summitted's edge, leaping to one of the nearby buildings roof with a refined grace. Celia lost almost no momentum, and put her processors to work resolving the fastest path using satellite data. She jumped to the next building easily, as she finished resolving the quickest route. She stopped herself at the last second, her hand grabbing the edge of the building as she made sure her landing space three stories down was clear. Celia dropped like a rock, landing with a roll to redirect her downward momentum into a speed boost. She slowed down to round a corner, and blend into the crowd ignoring the odd looks she was given. Celia entered the office building naturally, walking towards the elevators with a practiced stride that spoke of confidence. One of the elevators opened to let some people out. She slipped past the people exiting the elevator, and into the stairwell. She took the stairs as quickly as possible, often taking five at a time, optimizing her climbing as best she could.

Upon reaching the very top she paused momentarily, considering how she could approach this. A super villain and vigilante were probably battling it out with PRT almost certainly dispatching backup. Police had started securing the area, so it was going to be difficult to escape. Celia confirmed that her mask was still over her eyes, and slowly opened the door, peeking out to see Sonika and Furnace at a stand off. Sonika's back was to Celia. An intimidating heat was radiating from Furnace that could be felt from Celia's position ten feet behind Sonika.
@Eklispe I did get approved via PM, don't worry! I'm not side stepping your authority or anything.

Anyways I'm glad to be here, I'll probably catch up on the IC before posting though. If anything is confusing about my char please tell me, as I am a bit new. I would generally like to resolve any issues I've made for myself.
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