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Dance With The Devil..

"Damn", Alec thought, impressed at how fast the meta saw through his facade. He was unsure if the man's story was real, or if it was just an attempt to mock him. Sure, it wasn't too far-fetched to presume a well-built guy like him served in the army, but the way how he talked about his past experience resembled your typical one-liner moments from those recycled Hollywood war flicks. Most former-soldiers refuse to open up to their therapist, let alone to a stranger, armed to the teeth and after their head. And 1,000 insurgents? What war was he fighting? The Crusades? As much as he disliked his smug face, Alec did see a lot of himself in Elijah though. His stern gaze of determination, his calm demeanor, his trust issues, all traits that defined the roughened former-soldier. That didn't mean Alec would refrain from bashing the meta's head to the concrete, should he keep his stubborn attitude for the duration of this convo.

If there was something Alec learned as a kid in the 80s, is that knowing is half the battle, thanks to the G.I Joe TV series. He always performed a little analysis on his opponents before the battle transitioned to the gory parts, and this was no different. Via his penetrative vision, Alec scanned Elijah down to the bone. Turns out his abilities had a broader use than just setting fire to people, as he was burning a considerable amount of what appeared to be alcohol, therefore maintaining his sobriety. This meant that Bonnie and Clyde here had a small banquette, and one of the reasons that the woman was cowering behind the door was because she may be wasted, unless she possessed a similar power to her partner. After concluding his analysis, he tapped into his brain and turned off his vision.

Only then, did he take a glimpse of the shady figure crawling in the roof. Were the couple harboring another meta? It wouldn't be logical, because why would he hide in the roof if he was friends with the two? There was no way he was a normal human, as it was difficult to sneak up on Alec like that. Then it hit him. Alec himself received a recruitment message by some FBI talker. It seemed the Bureau was hiring metas to do their jobs. That was a piece of valuable information Alec decided to use in as a last-ditch effort to prevent blood from being spilled.

"You think the FBI have their hands full? Try again.", he said, maintaining a consistent tone throughout. He slowly opened the door to his MRAP with his right hand, his left one raised above his chest so as to tell the trigger-happy metas that he's not pulling any trick. He raised his right hand, holding his phone tightly as it displayed that said recruitment message. "I have reasons to believe the FBI are mobilizing a unit comprised of metahumans, specialized in dealing with the likes of you. One of them is already here.", Alec uttered, pointing at the roof with his index finger. He was hoping the shady figure really was a friendly, cause that would be embarrasing afterwards. "So, the way how I see it, you have three options. The first option is; come with me. Your lady friend may have information that will help me in my hunt for the TV man. I'll ask her a couple of questions and then you'll be good to go.", a half-truth spewed from the meta's mouth. Nightingale was still under the government's payroll so she was welcomed back in case of a change of heart, but he never negotiated with cold-blooded psychos like Elijah. Even if the duo agreed to get in the car, a clash between him and the A-ranked meta was inevitable.

After a brief pause, he continued listing the other options "Second option; you can go with the FBI. You'll be hooked to a straight jacket in a high-security prison so deep underground that you'll even get to touch Satan's head. I wouldn't advise it. And then you got the third option which is the one where you die." For a moment or so after he finished his sentence, all was silent. Alec looked at Elijah before darting his gaze towards the door, where the silhouette of a woman could be seen. "What's your choice?", a strong-willed Alec finally spoke after what seemed like an endless intermission.

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With the recent happenings, I'm assuming Los Angeles' population has dropped increasingly. Plus, with the protest taking place downtown, there would be very few people around.

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A Smiley Face In The Cobra’s Hood…

After the grand metahuman emergence in 2010, the CIA research division immediately went on the look for ways to be able to keep an eye on these dangerous individuals. Three years and half of work, 260 million dollars and a pack of dedicated mad scientists led to the invention of a MSPD (Metahuman Strategic Pursuit Device) also known as a ‘Tick’. The idea was to spread the Ticks around Los Angeles through a Zeppelin airship, hoping that eventually one might stick onto a metahuman. The Ticks would emit a stream of waves detectable by a special satellite set up in the sky. Not a well thought plan, but then again CIA wasn’t renowned for being good at anything. Their project got shut down, a lot of CIA employees were fired while the Agency itself resorted to their old ways; killing people to cover their fuck-ups. Although the mass production of the Ticks was cancelled, some of them made it to the black market. The satellite is still active because the government big shots can’t be arsed to send a crew to disable it in times of crisis such as these.

Jamal, the arms dealer Alec had gutted twenty minutes ago, somehow got his hands on three of these devices. Alec was aware of it for quite some time, but a catastrophe after another led to him rearranging his schedule more than once. Now that he was going to face Nightingale, he needed to make sure that if she did manage to escape from him, she wouldn’t go that far. He had faith in his abilities, but he wasn’t cocky enough to face two B-to-A ranked metahumans without a backup plan. He had previously gathered knowledge on the Ticks; they would activate the moment they touched a soft surface, such as a leather or cotton one, so sticking them on clothes would be the wisest idea. Also, the devices were called Ticks due to their incredibly small size. It was truly wondrous how a small device such that was capable of transmitting so much information.

The intel the MHRC contact so gladly provided Alec with marked a hideout in West Hollywood as the fire meta’s lair. The possibility that the whole thing might just be a set up crossed his mind a couple of times, but then again he managed his way out of a lot of traps. The MHRC guy was maybe a tad too eager to provide him with information, and making a phone call was too big a mistake for a merc of Elijah’s caliber, but there’s a fine line between analyzing and overthinking, a line which Miller avoided crossing. He parked his car a few feet away from the place, so as to not attract any unwanted attention. The engine turned off and moments later, a suited-up Alec came out of the car, a silver cigar box slightly visible in one of the suspender’s pouches. This was the first time in a long while that Alec was completely embracing his Lighthouse persona. It was already noon, so he didn’t look that silly wearing a black spec ops suit alongside a black mask. There were a lot of domestic animals, ranging from dogs to cats, but no human beings around, so Alec, or rather, Lighthouse, was safe from the public eye.

As a result of a devastating attack on their HQ, Lighthouse was not expecting any FBI agents in the area. That didn’t mean that they wouldn’t show up eventually, so he had to convince the duo to take their business elsewhere. Suddenly, quick flashes of dead bodies interrupted his steady progression towards the fugitive’s place. He stopped for a minute to recover himself. “Could it be coming back?”, the meta thought to himself. He was breathing heavily, like he just came out of a ring after wrestling a grizzly bear, only the grizzly bear in this case were his repressed memories. The brief scuffle with the gang may have triggered something that Alec wanted to be concealed.

Right as he got his shit together, the door leading to the cobra’s hood opened, and the cobra himself popped up. He spoke something in English, barely understandable if you never met a redneck before. In an effort to lure the man into a false sense of security, Alec responded in a deluge of sweet words;

“That thing…”, he paused for a second, pointing at the MRAP with his thumb “can save your life, but not if you keep standing at the door cracking jokes. Now escort the lady out of your place and let’s go. The FBI will be here any minute.”

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I'm already done with the post. I may have to do a couple of tweaks in case it clashes with Acer's anticipated move, but I don't think it will pose any big problem for me.

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He is gonna show up in Elijah's hideout. I'm already half-way done with the post, just waiting for Acer to make his. Ialready requested him to make one, so I'm not gonna throw my post in yet. I don't want things to get awkward.

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"Lighthouse"

Full Name: Alec Miller
Age: 35
Alias: Lighthouse
Alignment: Heroes

Description: First thing that you'll notice when you first get to meet Alec are his many
scars. He has one that crosses his nose and a big wound that covers most of his right eye,
especially his eyelids. Off-duty, he sports a green jacket and a pair of beige pants along
with a nice pair of black military boots. His Lighthouse alter ego wears a standard spec ops
suit, with a mask covering his nose and anything below it. Another defining trait that he
possesses are his radiant eyes, courtesy of his powers.

He stands at 5'10 and weighs 179 kilograms.

Powers: Penetrative vision - Alec's most precious ability is the penetrative vision. With
it, he can clearly see through a 12 inches thick wall, and I'm not exaggerating the
'clearly' part. He can make out important features such as tattoos, birthmarks, battle scars, et cetera.
As the ability is obviously connected to his brain, Alec can tap on his brain willingly
and then fix his vision to cover as much field as he wants. Which leads us to his other ability

Cerebro mode; rational and experimental - There are rare moments where we get to experience
something in slow-motion. Alec can do that everyday, basically. As mentioned previously,
he can tap into his brain willingly and fix his vision, but he can also switch between
two neural modes that affect his battle performance - rational and experimental. Rational
is related to rational decision making part of the brain (hence the name). It allows him
to assess his chances at winning a battle, find out new items to use for different purposes
or even create an escape route. The experimental mode, in the other hand, is where the fun
is. Taping into experimental mode allows his adrenaline levels to increase, which in turn
makes everything in slow-mo. In reality, it's actually him who is moving slightly faster
than your average joe.

Needless to say, the experimental mode is risky. If shit hits the fan, he might not be able
to switch back to normal without having himself drained of stamina first

Skills: While both of Alec's powers serve him good in a battle, they don't directly lead
to physical harm. That's where Alec comes in.

As a former NAVY Seals operative, Miller is proficient in light and heavy firearms. He is also
very good at Krav Maga, an Israeli fighting technique which relies on quick takedowns.

Equipment: Since Alec mostly relies on his gained skills, he is almost all the time in the
background, providing covering fire. He uses a Walther 2000 sniper rifle just for that.
To avoid close encounters, he uses a FN Five-Seven w/ talon grips and a silencer, so as to get a clean kill.
When close combat can't be avoided, his Tracker knife does the job.

As means of transportation, he owns a MRAP (Mine Resistant Ambush Protected) Plasan Sandcat

Ranking: C Rank

Brief History: Before his powers began to surface, Alec was a decorated Navy SEALs operative
working under the guise of a secret sub-branch codenamed 'Arclight'. The revelation of his
powers led to him losing his mind and, with it, his job as a NAVY Seals. However, the worst
was yet to come. His fiancé, Penelope, who was an investigative journalist working on a case
possibly related to the metahumans, died by the hands of one. Fueled by grief Alec snapped
and went on to adapt an anti-hero persona called Metakiller. He would give himself to
anyone who wanted the head of a metahuman in a plate, no exception. After being saved by one
of the members of the Magi superhero squad, Alec soon began to have a gradual change of heart.
He realized the error of his ways and began to consider the possibility not every metahuman is evil
He went cold for two months before finally resurfacing by the alias of Lighthouse, a reference
to his radiating eyes.

Here's mine. I think it's best for everyone to have their character sheets in their signatures. It would surely save the new guys a trip through the many pages of the OOC.

Edit: Okay, apparently you can't do that.

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AcerRo said
Im not against the idea and if you can pull it off, and I think you can. Then go for it. I just would like to keep fiction goimg. However if done right, I can go for it.Teal. Your up to find us and do your thing with however this is going to play out.

I understand, and I would agree with the name change, but James Elmer Mitchell is not THAT famous. If I was going to put Obama in it, I would change his name because he is the leader of the free world, and the majority of the world know who he is. Mitchell, in the other hand, got a Ph.D in Psychology and was assigned to put up a bunch of interrogation techniques, even though he was no interrogation expert.

Also, I was thinking maybe you should land a post first before the clash begins? Cause I've noticed that in both of your posts, neither Nightingale nor Elijah actually considered the probability that someone may have traced the call.

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If the name changes, it might as well be an entirely different person. I'm not gonna argue it though. I'm not obsessed at the idea, I just thought it would be a nice touch.

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I was wondering; can we throw in real-life people and use them as NPCs? I was thinking of fitting James Elmer Mitchell, the man who, according to U.S Senate report in 2014, was the man behind modern-day enhanced CIA interrogation techniques.

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I posted. It's a hot mess of made-up words and shitty vocabulary, but I'm working on a tight schedule here.