One of the nice things about his choice of work, he had very open hours.  Tonight, he was taking a break from both jobs.  Something his mentor would have frowned at, but it was something he needed just to keep his mind clear.  Of course, he knows his primary occupation never really gets a day off so he stays relatively prepared.  Nothing that would set off alarms, physical at least.  There were ways to hide masks, even from security scans and the like.  Other ways to help conceal your identity and give some protection to yourself.  Sturdy jeans and a bomber jacket fill out his choice of attire for the night.  Almost invisible to the eye was a hood stuck in the jacket.

He wasn't in the Egyptian exhibit, but it would be difficult not to hear the commotion coming from it.  Moving with the evacuation he watches for a moment to quietly slip away, ducking into a Maintenance Closet where he starts slipping out the hood and donning a small domino style mask that covers down and disguises his jaw line.  Taking out his phone, he slips out the SIM card and withdraws a small microchip and tiny speaker to help disguise his voice, clicking it in place and tucking it beneath the cover of his hood.

"Xing Chao, think I heard something about the mummies were moving.  Are you sensing anything?  Working on figuring out if we are dealing with the arcane, technological or people dressed up as a distraction for a heist."

As he speaks, he arms himself with what little he can find.  Grabbing a decent amount of rope used for crowd control and tying it through a wrench and making a quick knot on the other end for a make shift manriki-gusari.  Also settling for a little good old fashioned American diplomacy, picking up a sturdy looking crowbar.

   "It's magic, I can tell you that.  Not dimensional-shattering type though, so it's something that the parahumans and other local heroes, including potentially you, can and should handle.  Necromantic, if the flavor I am catching is what I think it is."  The voice was soft, and emanated from the 'tattoo' that, at the moment, looked like it curled around from beneath his shirt to have it's head at the side of his throat just below his ear.

Outside the Museum

The woman that Dragon Fist 'rescued' was bleeding from a cut to her head, and she pressed a hand against it.  "Someone was attacking people inside."  the woman said, wincing.  "...maybe Terrorists...."

Lifelights powers heal up the cuts and scrapes that the man had suffered when he crashed through the glass door and he thanked her, once he figured out what had happened.  She flies up towards the museum entrance but it is still crowded with people fleeing through it.  She would have to fight against the current of patrons or perhaps make her own entrance by breaking through another door or window.  It's not as if anyone would notice in the chaos if she did.

Mittens calls 911 and by the time that they hang up, sirens can be heard in the distance.  It takes a moment for people to actually respond to her words, though the wide stairs leading down from the museums main doors help to spread the panicked folk out a bit.   She might almost have the crowd under control when the Matt arrives.

The panicked people spreading out from the front doors of the museum are already in a heightened state of 'scared of everything' that Matt arrival, combined with his appearance, causes those near him to scream and run away in different directions, sometimes colliding with people still fleeing from the museum.

Inside the Museum

Daystar, as he gets himself ready, can make out voices amongst the screaming.

"Move!  Move!  Get to the Emergency exits!"

"What the hell is going on?!"

"Don't know, Sir!  The exhibits were coming to life, or something...Hey!  Not that way!"

"What?!  That's ridiculous.  How can...get away from that pedestal!  That Vase is.."  There's a crashing sound.  "...was priceless.  Dammit!  Williams, get these people under control before they completely destroy my museum!"

"I'm trying, Sir! Nobodies sure what's going on in there.  Wilkes, come in!  What's going on in the exhibit?  Wilkes!  Report!"

Dragon Fist nodded at the woman. "Get yourself to safety, I'd recommend getting that cut on your forehead checked out."

Grimly, he turned towards the museum building. The humanity continued to pour out of the building.

"Can't stand here playing crowd control, I'm going to see what everybody's talking about." Spreading his wings, Dragon Fist rose into the air, looking for the next upper level. Once he found it (either a door or window), he burst through, making his way into the museum.

  The real tragedy is not the fear of the unknown™ Oh no.  The real tragedy is that this marks the first time anyone has been frightened by a whimsical slide whistle sound.

  Who could have ever guessed the one time Matt goes out of his way to make his sudden arrivals less abrupt, is the time people find his arrival overly abrupt.

  "You know, that would be hurtful if not for the fact they are literally the first people to have a negative reaction in all the years I've been like this." He's sure they will share the much more common trait of not suffering so much as a bruise on his account, but not like he advertises that perk of his Influence offered to bystanders-

  That's the sound of priceless art being broken allright.  And of staff clearly not being paid enough for this.  Matt calmly makes his way through or over as appropriate.

  Oh good, Daystar has a wrench AND Crowbar.  This is a huge deal, because it means the science ninja is clearly humble enough to acknowledge that the Macgyver method is just as dangerous as his technical and magical aids.

  And in even better news, the bleeding lady Daystar is helping won't even have a scar. We'd bet five whole dollars on that one.

OOC: As absurd as it is to say.  Years of brazenly walking through crowds only to finally induce terror by way of Hanna Barbara sound effects accompanying his arrival, is pretty on brand for Matt/My gaming record.  It fits in the way Wile E Coyote not falling until he looks down fits.

Good thing Matt's enjoys the luxury of a crowd sent into a panic ending up less injured than they started. (Though generally, it's only the murder tail in open view at times such as now.  It's amazing what hats, hoodies, and slouching does for a lack of face).
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Seeing the people storm is too thick, Lifelight opts to go in through a window in the next level up. (Also making sure to use a window that is not above fleeing civilians. Don't wanna spray glass on the poor people below)

Once inside, Lifelight makes her way towards the new exhibit. That had to be what most people were here for, so it is a logical first place to check. Antoinette says softly, "Hello Sola. Map of Weston Museum please."

A map brought up on her HUD, she follows the route that looks most likely to not have fleeing people.

Opting to erase this from history upon reading Mitts' post. Interaction with other players far more preferable than finding my own way in.
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Mittens is sooo in favor of the slide whistle entrance!  Especially since it causes a hilarious scene of people bouncing harmlessly off each other in cartoonish mayhem!  She so loves it when Matt shows up.

Then Mits realizes that the exiting crowd is blocking the only floor-level entrances.  Ah well, may as well make a separate entrance of her own for the convenience any arriving heroes.  Poof!  A portal appears near Antoinette with a big sign over it that reads, "↓ This way to danger!  Heroes only!  -Miss Adventure."  The portal leads right to Mittens, so she'll be able to stop any moronic bystanders who ignore the giant sign and try to jump into the portal that visibly leads right to a Para.

Once Matt catches up, Mits puts her megaphone away and gives a smile and wave.  "Hey so glad you're here!  Not sure yet what triggered the running of the bulls, but I doubt it was festive Mexican music.  I think I overheard someone say the exhibits were coming to life.  If it's true I sure hope there's an Easter Island head asking for gum."

(( https://youtu.be/nAgSecmB9lM?t=11 ))
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Lifelight sees the portal and heads to it. Once on the other end and seeing Mittens, she smiles. "Hi. Thank you." she says softly. How audible she is depends on how far Mittens teleported from the screams.

Either way, she turns her head to scan the area, looking for where the danger is.

Inside the Museum

The heroes manage to find their ways into the museum and it's easy enough to follow the fleeing crowd as they race through the hallways.  In the hallway outside of the exhibit, they find a security guard frantically trying to accomplish the dual task of herding potential victims to safety while calling into a walkie to find out what is going on.  The guard has a name tag that says Williams on it.  Beside him is a man in a suit and tie, yelling at the fleeing visitors to stop knocking over his exhibits.  The man is wearing the sort of suit that one might wear to try and look authoritative but not quite have the money to pull it off.

"Wilkes!  Anders!  Anyone!" Williams yells into his mic.  His eyes are trained down the hallway towards the entrance to the Egyptian exhibit.  His hand, sitting restlessly on the grip of a 9mm sidearm, looks about ready to draw the weapon.  "Dammit!"

The man standing beside him is not looking towards the exhibition hall but at a crumpled up rug(?) that is currently being trampled.  "Not the tapestries."  he moans.  "Do you know how long it took me to acquire them?!"  He suddenly notices the heroes and points at them.  "You!  You there!  You've got to do something.  My museum..."

The mans words are lost beneath a staccato of gunfire.  From down the hallway, the heroes can see a guard backing out of the exhibit area firing her sidearm.  "Wilkes!"   Williams shouts, drawing his own weapon.  Wilkes fires her weapon two more times but from the way that she is swearing, the bullets do not appear to be having the effect that she wants.

A second later, a figure trailing moldy bandages rushes out of the exhibition room and knocks Wilkes to the ground.  Its mouth is open as if it was uttering a battlecry but no sound emerged as it raised a bony fist to strike the fallen guard.

Equipped and ready to go he gives a nod to Xing Chao.

"Good to have an idea of what I am dealing with."


Slipping gloves on, he'd have to deal with fingerprints later, not that he had a record here yet so he wouldn't be in the system.  Still it was best to be careful.  Stepping out of the closet he quickly moves to where the voices and other heroes had gathered.  Looking to the guard and who he presumes to be the curator, he begins to open his mouth even as he's moving when the gunfire starts.  Usually most would run away or look for cover from the gunfire but instead his steady purposeful walk becomes a sprint even before Wilkes is seen.  He reasons the gunfire is directed into the exhibit and highly doubts necromantically raised mummies were carrying anything more than a variety of diseases.  Against a corpse he realizes easily enough that 'pain' would not register to it.  Still there were moves he could use to restrict it's movement.  With the guard in close proximity he couldn't risk trying to lasso the fist so he picks up his speed.  Dropping into a slide he angles the crowbar to shift it under the decending forearm and behind the creature's neck to use it as a fulcrum to help get the creature's upper body off balance.  Working to roll it off of the guard, taking a quick stock of the situation.  If he is struggling against the weight or strength of the mummy, it doesn't show in his calm voice.


"Good to see you all.  Yes, they are mummies.  I have it under advisement we are dealing with Necromancy.  Dragon Fist, Matt.  First up, in the exhibit.  Lifelight, help me with Wilkes then on me.  Miss Adventure, you are on containment.  Help us get anymore civilains out, keep them in the room and then scout the area.  Look for anyone else or any other shamblers.  And be careful.  This magic could be passive or there could be someone on the premises controlling it.  We are dealing with numbers here.  This is the largest collection of mummies outside of Cairo.  And we do not know how many are affected.  Also, be careful.  If their injuries are not too severe, any civilians that have become swayed may yet be saved if they were not brain dead for too long."


Morbid, perhaps.  But he was trying to be pragmatic.


While he hadn't met Dragon Fist, he had been doing his homework and the suit of armor certainly fit the description of what he heard on the street that had so many criminals running scared.

Dragon Fist took a brief look at the black-clad stranger who seemed, out of nowhere, take command of the situation. While such leadership was welcome in uncertain times, there were times where it could have been extremely annoying and overbearing. Especially from what appeared to be some sort of newcomer to Weston. The stranger also seemed to be aware of who he was, whether it was through reputation or stalking, was anyone's guess.

But now was not the time for such sentiments. For the time being, the museum was in chaos, and that chaos had to be dealt with. Even if it meant sacrificing ego for the greater good.

"Fine," he replied to the stranger as he then began to make his way towards the exhibit.  Once he arrived, he began to charge his fists with chi, preparing himself for whatever may come.

She flew towards the museum at speeds that even she found unreal, never having really opened up like this. She was about to make a new entrance through the skylight when she saw a familiar looking portal glowing outside and dove towards it with a smile...

...appearing inside with her flaming sword in hand. "Mittens, Lifelight. Lovely to see you." She said in that voice that cracked like flame. "What's going on...mummies? Zombies? Time to die. Again."

She moved in with her blade raised.

Open a door for heroes and so many awesome heroes show up!  Though it was the pretty ones that actually used the portal.  No complaints here!

"Ohai!  Hey, good to see you again!"  This applies to all present whom Mits has met.  "Mummies?!  For realzies?!!"

There goes Daystar being all awesome again.  This is how Mittens had hoped teaming up with Dane would have been like.  Instead Dane's all, "Hold my beer while I smash a hostile alien squad... and their ship."  Not what she'd hoped, but still epic!  But then Daystar goes and exceeds Mits' already high expectations of him.  And then there's the new guy.

"Oh my gosh it's a Draconian!  EPIC!  Nice to meetcha, Dragon Fist!  Ever wanted to be invulnerable?  Well that's what Matt can do for ya!  Among many many other really handy things."

To the not-expensive suit guy she continues, "Such as ensuring priceless archeological artifacts are in no danger of any damage.  I'd ask you to please get to safety, but with Matt around you can join in fighting the mummies if you like.  No need to worry about so much as a bruise!"

Mits indicates the cool guy with the mutant head-tail is Matt.  If not for him having arrived, she'd have likely been much more active in ensuring the safety of poor Wilkes.  But now she knows she can get away with being herself without anyone being in any real danger while she fan-girls over the dragon fighter.  And now she finally gets to see Daystar and Seraph in action!

"Aye aye, Cap'm Daystar!  Sweet move!"

Mits first consults the museum floor map that's sure to be prominently displayed then gets to carrying out Daystar's orders.  Without having to leave the action!  Yaaaay!
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Lifelight had a concerned look when she saw Wilkes. Then Daystar came in.

By coincidence, when Daystar starts laying out commands, Lifelight is already on her way to Wilkes and Daystar. Once there, she gives some healing to Wilkes if she needs it. Either way, Lifelight looks in the direction Wilkes was firing.

For the time being, Lifelight will stick with Daystar. She has every confidence Matt will do what Mittens just bragged.

  Matt can understand the incredulous complaint from Williams, because really. Tapestries?  You know a fleeing crowd has no sense of direction when the wall props are collateral damage.

  He does wonder how long until his recent wishy washy mix of 'activate cheat codes' vs 'but they need to know how to deal with this' logic leads to the worlds fastest cases of apathetic immortality.  But no status effects so long as his Influence has anything to say about it is a guilt free baseline.

  "We'll be prioritizing lives sir, but have a free sample of what putting up with the eccentricities of paras now, will get you later." Matt comments to Williams as a priceless vase returns to being as priceless as it was that morning.

  Mittens Adventure is a much better PR person than he is, though "Thanks for the vote of confidence, but it would probably be for the best if the staff at most, stayed at a very safe distance."

  First order of violent business as his head tail approaches Daystar at a hopefully nonthreatening 5 miles per hour.  "Just gonna dismember that jerk your holding, if that's okay."

  The intention being to start with a merely mundane cutting. This is for scientific reasons, as he remains ready to revoke the undeath rights on the severed limbs should they remain hostile to those stuck with mortal means.  (He expects if Dragon Fist and Serena will be just fine on their own in making sure punching the heads off mummies works the first time.)

  Observation of reality is faster than parsing his largely acting on instinct Awareness.  Refer back to 'oh right, jammer, duh!'... Which on that note, reminds him to pay closer attention to 'supernatural effects, thataway' vibes.

Seraph folded her wings behind her so as to not knock over artifacts and displays with their nigh unto 16' span and then she moved. Her sword came around in a golden arc, flame and other energy trailing behind, leaving an afterimage singed into the air through which it moved, aimed right at the neck of the first mummy she came to.

The Not-So-Expensive suit guy looks incredulously at Mittens when she makes the suggestion that he could join in the fighting.  "What?!  Fight mummies?  Me?!  Those are priceless remains!  Do you know what damaging them could cost us..."  Before he could complete the sentence, his eyes widened as a fleeing patron knocked into a display stand holding a 5ft tall intricately carved stone statue.  The statue teetered precariously before slowly falling off.

The guy in the suit, with a speed that would not seem natural given his appearance, rushed over and managed to slide his body between the falling statue and the floor, saving the item with a painful 'woof' of breath.  "Stop breaking the collection you antiquities heathens!" he shouted, shaking a fist briefly at the back of a fleeing person.

Daystar managed to lever the mummy off of Wilkes, but the creature was surprisingly strong, given the atrophied nature of its musculature.  Both ended up on their knees, with the mummy trying to punch at Daystar with its free hand.  The clumsy attempt was cut short when Matts head tail takes off the arm.  The mummy had time to look over at Matt before Seraphs flaming sword severed its head.  The undead creature twitched a few times and then lay still.

Lifelight used her powers to give the guard named Wilkes some healing.  The mummy inflicted bruises faded away and the guard raised herself up on her elbows.  She gave Lifelight a relieved smile.  "...thanks...I thought that I was a goner for a minute there."  Her received expression suddenly darkened and she sat up quickly.  "The others!  We have save them from...whoa...is that...Dragonfist?"

The other guard, Williams, ran up to Wilkes and Lifelight.  He still had his weapon drawn.  "Fangirl later.  We need to...Oh man.  There really were attacking mummies..."  The mans eyes had shifted from Wilkes and Lifelight to the interior of the Egyptian exhibit.

The interior of the exhibition hall is a mess, looking very much like a tornado had blown through the room.  Many of the exhibit cases that were not against the walls had been knocked over, their contents spilling onto the floor.  Injured patrons litter the floor, some still moving while others lay deathly still.  Some were still fighting mummies.  One womans scream was cut short as a mummy punched her in the stomach.  Another man tried to call out for help but he was having trouble concentrating with the 3 mummified cats attacking him.  Museum guards can be seen in the mix, a few still standing but barely.

The heroes could see at least 16 or so human mummies.  There were some other animal mummies, mostly cats, but the way that they were running around was making counting them hard.  Then there was the mummified bull.  It raised its head at the heroes standing in the entrance, gave an odd sounding snort, and then charged at them.

Seeing the bull coming at them, Dragon Fist stepped into the room to engage it.

Using his legs and his wings, he sprang forward at the charging bull, putting his hands in front of him, his fists charged up with pure chi, hoping to get the mummified bull in a powerful, two-fist punch.

  "Well, we're not dealing with Return of the Living Dead rules." Probably!  Serena's sword is fancier than a regular sword after all.

  Matt takes a moment to calmly lift the statue that (Again, clearly underpaid) staff had used himself as a cushion for.  Look, the innocent civilians could POTENTIALLY Run on their own.  While leaving this guy pinned under a statue with undead cats running around is just wildly irresponsible.

  "Sir, you're kind of screwed for PR with or without us.  Leaving these things to run around attacking employees and customers would be even worse for business than standing back and letting them get destroyed." A fate Matt isn't going to rectify, lest he come back tomorrow only to find them raised as violent undead a second time-Okay he's just lazy sometimes.

  "Even if healed, people can hold a grudge and call lawyers.  Unlike that vase you were complaining about earlier not longer being in eighty seven pieces."  Speaking of, Matt extends his influence to surviving citizens Lifelight can't reach... Sucks for anyone already dead, but that's a metaphysical line he is not going to look into crossing for the nameless masses on a guilty whim.

  He trusts the others to deal with the upright threats for the moment, as he starts herding cats...  Matt's life would be incredibly stupid if not for the stakes often involved.

The mummy's head flew off its shoulders as her sword cleaved through the neck of the undead thing. She didn't waste time, tossing the body effortlessly out of her way as she charged forward and swung around in an arc, wings extended and cut another into four pieces with the razor sharp edges and grabbed the woman the thing was attacking. "Run for the exit!" She snarled as she brought her sword down on top of the head of another, cutting the cursed thing in half.

Thankfully he had met Matt earlier and witnessed his fighting style with the aliens so the headtail coming for him doesn't startle him.  This allows him to focus on struggling with the mummy before Seraph and Matt step in.

Looking to the Curator.

"We will need a list of items recently brought into the Museum and manuscripts.  Also scrolls and the like that were being worked on in the past few hours.  Any information as to the origin of where you acquired this exhibit would be beneficial as well.  It is possible this was a planned attempt at injury and causing damage but it could also be as simple as someone reading something they should not have."


He had his ways of getting that information, but new world, he was attempting to play nice.  Inwardly he did wince a little at shouting out orders.  Meg had said most of these were relatively new heroes, but he didn't really know any of them.  It felt right to step up and at least try to get everyone on the same page, but he had to remember how well they handled themselves with the aliens.


Standing as the mummy crumples to the ground he looks to Lifelight as she heals Wilkes.


"If you need to get in there, I will follow your lead and help to keep the mummies off you."


He didn't know how close Lifelight needed to be or how much energy she could expend and with Mittens and her portals, he was figuring falling to the support group with Seraph, Dragon Fist and Matt on scene was the better move for him to take.

Mittens was apparently able to carry out Daystar's orders to contain the mummy threat to the one scene in the span of the last few posts.  Not terribly difficult to do considering there weren't that may ways to or from that exhibit and the mummies were too busy causing mayhem there rather than flee in panic with the crowd.  That woulda been funny if any of them had, though!

"Nicely done, everyone!"

She pops over to the two guards and offers them each an authentic Egyptian-style ancient alien kopesh, glowing with energy and crisscrossed with what looks like arcane markings.  Or is that circuitry?  (( Like this:  http://redraccoongames.com/wp-...esh-of-the-abyss.jpg ))

"Guns no workie on magical mummy threats.  Consider my loaning you these as my thanks for your courage for thinking of the victims rather than escape."

To the group, "And I repeat:  With Matt's superpower in play, there is no danger of anything getting permanently damaged.  Even the dismembered mummies can be put back together good as new once the danger has passed.  Heavy statue falls on person?  Neither person nor statue is harmed where normally there would be shattered bones and broken statue bits."

Since the three most dramatic "threats" (air quotes because aforementioned Matt superpower) are being handled and Daystar has Lifelight's 6, Mits portals into the very center of the mayhem along with a boombox playing appropriately exciting music and gets started doing the Laser Samurai thing - carving up as many of the the 17 human mummies and misc mummy cats as she can.  Which will probably be quite a few considering she really wants to impress Seraph and the others.  And the Law of Inverse Ninja Strength.

(( appropriately exciting music: https://youtu.be/h3ptPtxWJRs?t=67 ))
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Lifelight smiles at Wilkes and answers her question in Lifelight's usual soft tone, "Yes. It is Dragon Fist. Please help me find people."

Lifelight ohs at Daystar and quietly says, "OK."

She trots into the area with the mummies, but ignores the mummies, looking more for people to heal. Lifelight makes her way to the ones seemingly closest to dying first, relying on Daystar to keep mummies at bay, and for Wilkes to help her find and gather the injured.

A strange, small cloaked figure who almost looks like a wraith descends from one of the ventilation ducts in the ceiling, landing on one of the mummy cats with a crack! It looks over in the direction of the mummy bull. Seeing Dragon Fist handling it, the cloaked figure decides to go after one of the human mummies.

Standing at only four and a half feet tall, the wraith slides between the mummy's legs with a pair of military-looking knives, chopping at where the feet attach to the legs so the mummy can't stand.

The wraith then moves on towards another mummy. Through its actions, it is clear this is an ally to the heroes, despite almost fitting in with the whole undead theme.
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