Damn it was good having selective psychic filtering.  All the perks without any of the embarrassing revelations about the time you didn't realize your pants were on backwards in kindergarten.  Not that this had ever happened to Matt, that would be crazy.

  Okay, so.  Cyborg Ninja, Space Barbarian, Sniper Lizard and...  One more jerk lurking around if Archeirae was accurate.  Not a gun on their side in sight, and he wasn't just going to assume just because Regina could glow and fly that it came with EYE LASERS or something along those lines.

  "Hey sniper, heads up."  Matt didn't exactly want to kill anybody.  So hopefully a crazed space bounthunter would be able to dodge impalement with a warning right?  Sure.  Matt hurled his unreasonably durable pipe at the tree perched Lizard with enough force to punch through the tree even if the business end hadn't been sharpened.

  In the meantime, Matt leapt towards the base of the tree almost as fast with a pushoff assist from his tail.

  If they were shooting at Matt, that meant they weren't shooting at someone else...  There was a flaw in this plan, probably the part in the front.
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Halkor stopped on a dime and rolled to the side avoiding the energy axe before coming up on one knee slicing at Nyklos.

Regina was in solemn observation of the funeral rite. Then it seemed as if these aliens' enemies decided to crash the party. She knew enough of the history. Enough to know that these were not the ones who were in charge, they were usurpers.

Concentrating slightly, she once again shimmered on her "Heroine" uniform.

"All right...you just encroached on the sovereign republic of the United States of America. Leave and face no repercussions. Stay and..."

Both of hands began to pulsate with star-born power as she awaited the response of the "other" aliens.

The lizard woman merely dropped grabbing onto the branch she was standing on with one hand before falling to the ground in a graceful crouch.

   Matt couldn't decide if he was glad Regina had the professionalism to talk first, smash face later.  Or to be annoyed because he was biased against people trying to shoot at recent acquaintances.

  Matt stuck the landing in the literal sense as he crouched on the side of the tree.  "Hello, I'm going to punch you now."  Then he swung a kick at Arlianne while his tail snagged his pipe out of the tree trunk.  Clearly we are working with a master of deception.

As Starshard is busy yelling at the alien bounty hunters a blast comes flying at her from the sky. From above she sees what looks like some kind of alien battlesut.
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In reply to Matt Matthews (msg #30):

As Matt aimed a kick at her head she ducked low dropping her laser gun and swinging at him with nasty looking claws.

The blast hit Starshard, but instead of being vaporized, now she had a splitting headache. A protective field came around her, which protected her from some of the impact of the beam.

"Holy.....damn..." she said, shaking her head, then seeing the alien battlesuit.

Her hands began to crackle with purple cosmic energy. Instinctively, she pointed her hands at the alien suit above and a purple blast of energy came out of her hands, headed towards the suit.

"How...how did I...?"

  Fortunately unlike Starshard, Matt had plenty of practice fighting...  Human thugs, oh.  Matt managed to halfway dodge, claws shredding the front of his hoodie and leaving shallow scratches across his chest.

  "Hey, that's not how this goes.  I call my attacks then you call yours and wait no that's dumb.  Eat pipe."  Ignoring his own realization, Matt stared swinging wildly with the blunt end of said pipe staff while his headtail lashed out lower to try and trip up Arlianne.

  Archeirae snarled, revealing wicked fangs, and she spread her hands wide, wicked claws emerging from her fingers, and pounced the one that did not have the rifle nor the axe.

As Sorian pounced on Sorian Halkor squared off with Nyklos. The Large alien swung low with his axe attempting to cripple the alien swordmaster. Halkor leaped straight over the Axe snapping one leg out to hit Nyklos in the face staggering the huge alien.

In reply to Matt Matthews (msg #34):

Arlianne ducked under the pipe but  took the headtail smack going flying backwards. As she falls she rolls to her feet drawing a smaller laser from her hip and firing at Matt.

In reply to Starshard (msg #33):

The suit flew up over the blast before coming down in a dive both fists out towards Starshard.

  Matt reeled back in shock of getting shot right in the face, a sizzling blast mark where normally a left eye would be.  "Note to self, get eyepatch."  Eyepatches were still cool right?

  Half hearted attempts at subtlety and skill didn't seem to be working out at all, this fight had been dragging on for like, a whole minute.  Matt drew on past Human experiences and decided to just try and sack Arlianne like she was a football player who owed him money.

  Attempted headbutting would probably ensue if that worked out.

Sorian stabbed at Archeirae with both of his armblades .

Halkor rolled to the side standing up and slicing the space barbarian across the chest. He cried in pain.

In reply to Matt Matthews (msg #39):

Matt manages to tackle the lizard chick and head butt her unconcious.

In reply to Sorian (msg #40):

Archeirae twisted in a way that should have broken any terrestrial creature's spine, then slashed at him as she stabbed with her mind, aiming to confuse and distract while she slashed with monomolecular, serrated-edged claws meant to rip and tear flesh and anything else.

Suddenly the cyborg assasin shouted. "TORAK SLIDESHIFT NOW!" ANd in a flash of blue light, they were gone.

In reply to Torak (msg #38):

Starshard had a thought. A VERY brief thought. These powers were like the jets that she flew. She was both the jet AND the pilot. And so she used that knowledge to help adapt to her powers.

It came to use VERY quickly as he was able to avoid the armored battlesuit bearing down on her, and she looked determined to blast at him once again.

That was, until he and his little entourage disappeared. She frowned for a moment, looking at the spot where they had been.

"So...those guys, I take it....are the bad guys, right?"

  Archeirae nodded, and said "Yes.  Those are the bounty hunters."

"Theres a price on our heads. They aim to collect. Arcturos is a prison planet used by a varieties of planets and species. Prisoners serve as miners." Halkor shook the blood off his sword before sheathing it.

  Archeirae wiped her claws off in the grass, and said almost bitterly "Sometimes, though, the 'crimes' are so ridiculous, it's almost funny.  Would you like to know my 'crime'?"

Starshard was visibly intrigued by the "crimes" that the bounty hunters were pursuing them for.

"Yes....tell me more. I want to know why they're so hell bent on trying to get you."

  Archeirae said "I am very much guilty of my 'crime'.  My homeworld is a totalitarian state.  The government assigns you a home, a job, a mate, everything.  In return, your nutritional and shelter needs are met.  You are not to deviate from your assigned place in society.  I am a criminal, because I did something outside of my assigned lot in life.  I took up the hobby of painting, and I was caught in possession of ten paintings, and the materials to paint additional pieces.  Two waterfalls,  two mountains, two forests, and two meadows with wildflowers.  The last two were pictures of a beach at night.  There were no people in them.  Nothing to cause civil unrest or anger.  But I painted them.  So yes, I'm guilty as it gets.  But would you consider it a crime?"