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While waiting for back-up, it was like watching a car crash in slow motion that was somehow sped up to high hell and back like...holy shit on a crap cracker! WHAT DID THIS LADY EVEN DO!? That chick had good reviews and said she was really cool! Though it was starting to seem like it housed some sort of...uh.....mastermind? Was that even the right word for this?

Ring leader?

Leeeaaaaaader?

Boss?

Hunkering down to keep her and her vibrant ass pink hair that looked like someone dunked her with highlighter dye or something to look like she was about to start a punk music video about strawberry candy. Deadass, it was a miracle the gods said yes my child, you may have a good hiding spot, blessed be and amen or something! God daaaaaamn, it was a shame she didn't have her visor...! Well, that just meant making more stuff in the future that was more portable so she could easily drop some eaves on emergency lines. Using one of her burners hooked up without it felt...uh...dicey?

.....so folks who were DEFINITELY opposing the law were swooping in on the defense aaaaaaaaand a random blonde girl joining the fray was doing a REALLY good ambulance police car siren impersonation?! THAT was a talent right there, sure she could imagine some stuffy British judge dude on a talent show hitting her with the um, actually, that's the worst siren I've evah heard, but she had to disagree! Why did someone who seemed so fun to be around hang out with what was starting to look like some huuuuuuuge, big honkin' deal baddie?

This was a super difficult puzzle to piece together and it seemed like more reinforcements were gonna come along...but could they actually handle it was the big question here. Another big ol' question was trying to figure out how she was gonna explain this to Ghouls when he got here....

...listening in as best as she could among all the ruckus, she lightly puffed her cheek in thought...as if that was actually gonna help her hear better. The alias of the person was...Deadlock and......oh that sounded ominous! No wait, that was the guy he was talking to...wow what an omnious hero name, though! Crazy! ANYWAY! Now what else...? Hyper focusting as she continued to listen in from her hiding spot...something...something....explosives...movement going on...? Then she slapped her hands over her mouth, the Sherlock Holmes of Jumping to Conclusions in a Single Bound wondered if this place was rigged to blow up the whole block and THAT'S WHY the fuzz were involved!

THE ABSOLUTE BETRAYAL OF SEEMINGLY COOL REPAIR SHOP LADY SHE NEVER MET IN HER ENTIRE LIFE, DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!

Wait wait wait....waaaaaaaait what if she was wro---"EEP!" Letting out a squeak as though she was a frightened mouse, she frantically reached up to the scissors in her hair and then looked to the hand upon her shoulder...glancing up it to see, "Ghouls!" Wheezing out his name with a dash of panic, a sigh of relief escaped her as she gently tugged him down to get hunkered down a wee bit more out of sight juuuust in case! "Okay dude so allegedly there's a super dangerous person in that building!" Holding her hands up at level with her shoulders, she waved them a couple of times back and forth, swooshing them around as she spoke, "There's definitely some crazy shit with explosives going on, they said that word a lot, so I dunno if maybe that place is set to blow and that's why there's shady ass dudes popping out of the wood work? One of em' was really good at impersonating a siren, I thiiink...she's with them?"

Another sigh rustled itself out of the rubbery lass as she plopped her hands upon her cheeks while furrowing her brows, "Something's happening in three minutes...I dunno what, but it's best to assume less since we don't know what's going on in there and....dere's fooooooookin' cops eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeverywhere..." Moving her hands off of her cheeks, she carefully removed the launcher from her bag, which had a different design from the previous one. "...and I don't think they can handle whatever's goin' on..." Although she wasn't always on the side of the law, well...not in a way they approved of, it's not like she wanted to see folks drop dead for no reason.

Holstering the gun that was more of a taser than anything else at her hip, she gently bit her lip and glanced up to someone she knew she could count on, Ghouligan, "Maybe we can pose as newbie Pro-Heroes to slide under the radar, but if ya got a better plan or somethin', I got your back..." Offering a half smile, she...couldn't figure out a solid scheme since everything was so sudden. So trying to take advantage of the chaos unfolding seemed like the best suggestion she could come up with in the moment...

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Sometimes, you just gotta get your shit together and keep your chin up!

That's what this vigilante planned to do, there was some jerk out there stealing animals and trying to give them quirks through scientific means...but so many of the Pro-Heroes seemed to be turning a blind eye. Getting treating like some sort of conspiracy theorist whenever she tried to report it. Look, she may not have liked the corporate dogs, but Titanomachia gave her a shred of hope that maybe some of them were genuine and...that was such a delicate thread that begun to fray once again.

Sure...not all of them are shitty...

...but earlier that evening, the straw broke the camel's back finally landed with a final phone call.

"This is serious, it's not a joke!" The rare frustration she felt bubbling inside her chest as she practically spat those words out into the phone, wishing, hoping and praying that these pompous jerks would actually use their resources to at least look into it. Hearing the click, she hung the phone up on its cradle and slumped down on the ground, closing her eyes as she softly chanted that mantra to herself...

"It could be worse, it could be worse, it could be worse, it could be so...so much worse, c'mon, Jay...think!" Lightly bonking her forehead upon that straggly knee of hers with a heavy sigh, fighting back the tears born of frustration. Part of her knew there were people that she could attempt to call on, but tonight...she had to prove to herself that she could stand on her own two feet.

If it didn't work out, she'd reach out to one of the reliable people who would have the highest chance of having her back.

Forcing herself up and off the ground, she got all her shit together and looked out the window, "I've got this, even if it doesn't feel like it...I've got this..." Adjusting the strap of her bag, she looked down towards one of the kittens she rescued earlier on in her move here as it rubbed against her leg, offering the lil fella a soft smile, "Don't worry, Sugar Mittens, momma's gonna come home as always, okay?" Crouching down, she gave the little feline a couple of scritches and a kiss on the forehead, "Momma loves ya, buh-bye!" Getting up to her feet, she bounded out the door to find a place she could get suited up in the very vigi gear that showed her a mere glimpse into harsh reality...

...some bad guys have to die and there wasn't always another way to save the day.

Not like she enjoyed that at all, but...

...it could have been worse.

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Finally getting to the place either the guy she was after or one of his associates were located...she looked around while keeping her visor on, a layout of the area showing within her visor and a you are here happy face marking her location. It didn't show anyone else on the map because...well...it didn't have those kind of capabilities! A work in progress, a biiiiiiiiig work in progress, but she planned on making devices for co-op missions and the like so everyone could keep tabs on one another, then a panic command to disconnect in the event of compromise. So this was the live test run to see how well it worked...and so far it seemed to be doing more or less alright?

For her, it was a lot like looking at a mall map, which is what inspired the idea!

All those times she got lost in larger malls, that was her guiding life, the happy face you are here sticker that guided lost losers like herself as a lighthouse shows sailors the way to shore. With her launcher strapped to her back, she carefully made her way around and winced when she lightly stepped on some glass, "Shhhhoots and ladders..." squeaking out those words in a hiss beneath her breath, but that just assured someone broke in before!

.......someone broke in before.

Oh no.

Okay, so she brought her hand up to the side of her visor and lightly tapped it a few times to tune in on an emergency line to keep an ear out for the fuzz heading their direction. Though as she wandered around, trying to find at least one of the jerks she'd been trying to go after, taking off what appeared to be a pistol off her holster...charging it up to emit some extra light outside of the neon glow her hair and suit gave off, "HellooooOOOoooo Mister, Miss or Mx douche bag hurting aaaaaanimals? I'm here to kick your ass, so if you could come out and let me give you just desserts, that would be greeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaat...." Walking around, she tried to listen to any sounds and shimmied away from walls, only to lightly bump into one and carry on.

"Goodness gravy, I gotta calibrate this thing...geeeze..."

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(D- to C+: Vitality) 5,250 + (C to C+: Durability) 2,000 + (D- to D: Awareness) 250 = 7,500 total for upgrade!

7,500 - 7,500 = 0 remaining!

7,500 + 15,000 = 22,500 GRAND total EXP invested in this goofus.

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OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY!

Ronin the cool swordsman who brought the mysterious ENKI device really thought the hat lady, erm, G, should join the tech team! All she needed was a favor?! EASY! The fine print of doing a favor for someone who showed up to something like this couldn't be so bad, right? After all, As far as she could tell? They were among a crowd with the intention of helping one another to network their resources, it would benefit themselves in the long run to ultimately protect others. So anything she had to ask for...it would most likely be within reason and worthwhile. "A favor for your help, G? Bet!"

Quickly handing out one of her cards to her, she figured it would be the best route to do a favor and get something that could help this group of folks sorted. Plus, it would help Warper in the long run, too, wouldn't it? She may have just met the guy, but she wanted to see his idea flourish and succeed as much as possible! Handing a card to Warper as well, she offered a thoughtful smile, "Here! Keep in touch, I can't wait to work with ya, I'll even bring snacks!" This was AWESOME! The tech duo might turn into the tech TEAM for real, real!

Though it sunk in that it wasn't like she had a lot of folks volunteering to work with her on finding more places and ground...

...maaaaaaaaybe Ronin's offer was extended to her, too?

Though she could see if that Stop Sign--ERM GUTS! Guts guy! If GUTS wanted to possibly work with her, too! She didn't know a darn thing about the Hummingbirds, but she knew about hummingbirds and they were really smol, adorable and colorful zoomy birds...so for their leader to pick such a cute animal for their group's namesake? Maybe he liked animals, too! Fussing with the cards in her grasp, she figured it wouldn't hurt to see if maybe she could work with more of them....right? At least leave the door wiiiiiiiiide open....let em' know she didn't bite, well, not those she was on good terms with!

Though as she was fussing over her cards, trying to figure out who to approach first and how, that's when one of the two folks she was actually familiar with approached her, Dion. Tilting her head up to the sound of his voice, she couldn't help but let out a happy gasp and smile brightly, "Right on! Th-thank you! I really appreciate it, I'm still learnin' about..well..everywhere!" Letting out a little light hearted laugh, she then noticed the meeting was wrapping up and coming to an end...

Dion's suggestion getting more or less shot down, she lightly gripped her cards and listened to how it sounded like Ghouligan didn't really trust them enough. Glancing up towards the tiger vigilante for a moment, a soft huff through her nose escaped her and it was then she decided to figure out a solution which would cross their opinions half-way, or-or something! "Well! Hollup! If that's the case--" Twirling the hand holding the cards she was fussing with for extra emphasis, she then finished it with a gesture towards the man who roped them all together with God's most obvious solution, "--then we'll run them by you, ya see how far new recruits get into the circle and work em' in! We'll figure each other out for sure when they pass the initial vibe check and meet the rest of us!"

Patting Dion on the arm before looking back up to him with a firm nod, it was her quiet way of saying I got your back. Kicking off, she skated around starting off with Guts the Stop Sign Hummingbirds leader, handing off a card to him, "Drop me a line! If I find anything safe, you can scope it out an' claim it as an expansion for the Hummingbirds! If you're really here to help good people and keep em' safe? I wanna help, full stop. So don't be a stranger if that's true, yeah?" With a lil finger gun, she threw in a grin and wink before skating on over to Ronin. Handing him off a card and keeping in mind something that stood out to her, "I know I could really use your help, claiming areas for shelters, too. If what you say about your skills are true? Don't downplay how being able to protect others is a skill necessary at any table, okay?"

Pivoting on her heel, she waved good bye and called out to them all, "Be safe an' call if any of ya need anything! A Gadget could be in your area! PEACE OOOOOOOOOUT!" Throwing up a pair of peace signs, she skated off and made sure to check the area to make sure all was clear for them to leave safely. After all, with these boots of hers? She could make it back fast enough to warn them about something sketchy at the very least! Otherwise, to the bright haired optimist, this wasn't good bye...

...it was see you soon, maybe some later than others, but never good bye forever.

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Well getting grabbed by the top of her head and removed from a hug to comfort someone who literally had to endure a sudden loss was...different?

Weird flex, but it's not like he was hurting her or anything, no malicious intent just nothing hostile as far as the highlighter haired vigilante could tell. As she tended to her burns to make sure it would heal as good as it could...despite her weird ass biology, she was a little surprised to hear a first name slip into the air.

...did he mean to hand out his first name?

Though with the follow up...yup...he...totally meant to do that. Whether or not she could fully trust these two with her name and such...it's...not like she always looked the way she did. In fact, when she was doing the normal people thing, her hair color was like a confused bleach or dye job. Was she born a blonde or red head?

WHO KNOWS!


Either way, it wasn't super often she met someone with an American sounding name...it made her feel less isolated out here. Things were still a wee but of a cultural shock at times, but she rolled with the punches and did what she could to learn here and there. It's all she could, or anyone else in her position, could do. Though it sounded like this wasn't some one-off deal, they were both offered his help if need-be.

Offering a gentle smile and couple of nods, "Secret's safe with me!" Offering a thumbs up, it was like a soft couple of brain cogs clicking before realizing there was no guarantee or promise that she could actually reach the dude without proper contact info...

...same with the pool guy--erm! Ghouligan! Yeah, Ghouls! He didn't have contact info offered out the gate, either!

WELL SHE HAD THE POWER OF A BURNER PHONE!

WITH SUCH A GRAND DEVICE, SHE WOULD MAKE SURE TO EXCHANGE INFORMATION!

Which she would totally use...soon enough.

"Name on the streets is Gadget! I ain't exactly some popular sensation, so it's not like anyone will know who you're talking about and that's fiiiiiine, however, full disclosure--" Flipping up her visor, she flashed off a grin and smiled, "This ain't even my real face! Or hair color...erm! Colors cause ya know, highlighter blue n pink! BUT! I sound like this when I'm not doing stuff like this...usually! H-heh! So if my voice seems familiar out there one day? Try asking for Jay!" A nickname, a common enough one so they could properly get to know each other if they ever met out there.

Flipping her visor down, she blinked a couple of times and took in a deep breath before exhaling softly, "Hollup..if either of us gets mixed up in somethin'---" Patting her pockets, she began pulling out her phone, "--we gotta be able to contact each other some how..." Once she brought out the phone that felt a lil funky, she held it up and--- "Fffffuuuuuckin' fudge biscuits on a graham cracker...right." Shoving the useless for communication chunk into her pocket, she skittered around the place figuring out an alternative...

...THE ART OF WRITING THINGS ON PAPER!

Having burnt off her finger prints before heading out on her cryptid to recruit search, it wouldn't leave a damn thing, swooping up a pen and snagging a piece of paper, she knew what had to be done. Resting the paper upon the top of her hand, she pinched the corner with her thumb to keep it in place, writing her contact info with her e-mail and a number that connected to her burners. After that? She plopped the pen back down where she found it and ripped in half, being quick to hand out a half to each of them. "That is for the future! All the stuff on me's busted, but! Drop me a line so I can get a hold of you two later!"

When would she see them again?

She didn't know, but she certainly didn't want to be strangers at the very least...

Her smile was sincere as could be, but it seemed a little less bright and more hopeful, "A-and you be safe, too...both of you. Let me know when you get somewhere safe n' sound...I'll reply when I get home, whenever that is..." Letting a sigh escape her, she grabbed a few trash liners and spoke up calmly...yet with a dash of sternness to it, "I'm gonna do a security check, tidy up any footage of us I can find to clean our tracks a lil', then find my way..."

Walking off in her kitty socks, she'd break down the launcher so it could fit in the liner, then enough to make it sturdy and after that, working it into a makeshift bag. Shoddy, but enough to do what it needed to. Knowing she'd be more than likely be wandering around solo for a bit after they depart, she wanted to make sure that busted piece of equipment would be easier to lug around. She'd put her wheeled boots on later, for now, she wanted to make less tracks...literally...while checking around for a computer to check security footage for this place then follow through with what she said.

At least her nerves were nice and awake, phew!

Making sure she did her part to cover their asses after finding a computer, getting into it and going over security footage to bury their tracks as best as she could with the time given to her. Once that was all said and done, waiting until they got the it's safe to proceed for sure signal, she got her belongings and headed on out with her wheeled boots. Skating off to try and find her way back as best as she could, following a path of familiar enough landmarks while still trying her best to be careful.

To her, this wasn't good bye...it was until we meet again.

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