"Let's move and talk at the same time. Mae Ha Rga, please lead the way to the docks." Winter Herald was simply assuming the large man would be part of the scouting team based on his profile, but if not, that was his choice. "I have been less than congenial to you, Miss Lilibeth, and it is because I did not trust myself and there was the implication that there were infiltrators here. If you actually are one, I cannot detect it, and your disguise is without flaw to my senses. The benefit of the doubt must be granted."

"You can seal necessary breaches behind us, making our egress harder to detect. That is merely the first use of your abilities I can think of. You are far from useless in this operation, and you might be needed to get Holly Cook in a state where she can move."

He was weighing information. "Depending on how disciplined and intelligent your monkeys are, Z, this could be extremely useful. They could expand our intelligence net significantly. This operation will not be a long one, and anything to speed it up matters greatly. Come sunrise, recon is over, whether we are ready or not, and we must give a report and launch the attack. We might not get another window like this."

The whole deciding things by committee only to have some members abruptly decide to do thing the opposite way as previously decided way was getting tiresome for Sensor Garcia.

What this team lacked was a defined leader for field operations and team members who could follow orders. Both were apparently non-existent...

Looking at his phone he toyed with it a bit before going back to the locker room up again in his Stealth Infiltration Suit.


He hadn’t had enough time to look over all of the details of the suit JUSTICAR had provided him. So, he didn’t don it, as it was better to work with familiar equipment. But also, if he were to be captured or killed the Stealth Infiltration Suit would not give away who he was working for since several nations had copied the three-decade old design.

For weapons Senor Garcia took his pistol and bullpup rifle, both equipped with suppressors. He retained his usual ammo loadout but accepted a single magazine for each weapon with Hikari’s defoliant rounds.

As they were going to be operating in the water, he prepped his Dräger LAR 8000 rebreather, and the accompanying Dräger Panorama Nova full face dive mask, which allowed him to wear his multi-optic goggles, and utilize a radio. The rebreather and face mask could also double as an independent breathing system against harmful gases and toxins.

A pair of flashbang grenades, and a pair of full-size polycarbonate K-Bar’s rounded out Senor Garcia's loadout.

Justicar arrives shortly at the dock for the the meet up with the team and Lt Smohk.  He walks about seemingly looking to survey the preparations for the mission ... but in fact his is doing a subtle surface radar sweep of the entire area looking for invisible objects.

04:59, Today: JUSTICAR rolled 33 using 1d100.  Hikari - Read Sensory Instruments 'look for Invisible objects' [77%]. – [roll=1668070788.72104.355584]

Then he will join up with the Team.

Switching to a direct communication on the secure LESP channel...
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Justicar waited for Bellissima to give him the 'all-clear' sign before ending his own scans for security purposes. He sought out first Senor Garcia...

"Senor, I have something that may be of use to you.  I know you are a firearms expert and I completely understand any trepidation about using ammo you did not prepare but hear me out.  In all of Bellissima's visions of Holly Cook she has reported the presence of unknown alien plant-life.  We have been unable to identify any of the plants from her descriptions and from what we know about the ... incidents of the dimensional interlopers the Fantastic can become quite dangerously real!  So I felt it... prudent to prepare a potential counter-measure."

He will present him with a collection of ammo magazines in the caliber of his usual load-out of firearms two magazines for each weapon.

"I ran off on my autofac some defoliant rounds from dum-dum hollow-point ammo the defoliant capped with simple plastic-resin caps.  I do not know if terrestrial defoliant from earth will be effective on alien plant-life... but form Belissima's description the plant-life seems to be thriving in out environment so whatever its chemistry it is gaining sustenance from sunlight and that means some form of chlorophyll and THAT is subject to defoliants!  It is unknown if the alien plants are even a threat but I'd rather NOT find out they are neither sessile nor non-hostile the hard way.  I'm loaded chemical defoliant in my chemical sprayers on my suit and drones as well.  Sorry I have no grenades prepared... I did not have time to aerosolize the agent and do not keep such chemical ordinance in stock.  Plus such agents are harmful to us and I rather not use such unpredictable ordinance near my teammates.
I don't know if they will help but I made these for you, and hope you don't need them."

Justicar will acknowledge that Senor only accepts one clip for each weapon with a nod, then points to his right hip... "See this small depression in the armor here? Press it in and release... it opens a storage compartment. I will store the rest of the Defoliant magazines here... if you need to retrieve some more and I am unable to split my attention or am incapacitated. I normally lock all these compartments but I'll leave this one unlocked for you to access if needed. Belissima can also Telekinetically retrieve ammo for you if you make her aware of the location of the compartment."

Then Justicar will seek out Chimpman Z and Lilibeth/Runa...
"Hey CMZ, Lilibeth I wanted to inform you of some supplemental resources I'm carrying that you would be uniquely able to make use of with your specific training.  You both have had combat medic training.  I am carrying Plant Anti-toxins and Allergy Neutralizing serums for fungal and plant-toxin irritants.  Bellissima mentioned that alien plants were in close proximity to Holly Cook and I felt it prudent to carry some medicinal stores if they prove to be toxic or poisonous.  I know they are alien and our terestrial remedies may be of limited if any effect... but Belle mentioned the alien plants seem to be thriving here so something in our environment must be conducive to their growth so some of our remedies may be effective upon them as well. Better safe than sorry.  Also, I am carrying a broad array of neuro-toxins antidotes for sea-based poisons like jelly-fish stings and puffer fish poison considering we are out in the open sea it might be prudent should something out here present itself and someone befall an accidental poisoning or sting ~ just trying to be prepared for the unexpected but potentially present threat."

He points to his left hip, "See this small depression in the armor here? Press it in and release... it opens a storage compartment. I will store these medical supplies here ~ I did not want to burden you both with gear you may not have any need of.  I know CMZ is very strong and his harness can be loaded with more pouches but Lilibeth's/Runa's costume is not really designed to carry such supplies. I normally lock all these compartments but I'll leave this one unlocked for you to access if needed. Belissima can also Telekinetically retrieve medical supplies for you if you make her aware of the location of the compartment."

Preparations made Justicar ushers the team to meet up to discuss the next move.

"So what's the plan?  Do I go on ahead and do my forward Recon?  I think we definitely want to know what type of sensor warning system they have before was attempt any close inspection we do not want to spook them into running.  The Justicar has a full sensor suite I can ascertain what sensors they are using without getting close enough to warn them first ~ detect radar pulses and sonar pings with enough warning to avoid detection.  I'm not planning to actually launch any drones until I have identified the sensitivity of their sensor array. Once I can analyze what they are using I may be able to emit a countermeasure to fool or spoof their sensors before closing to do my Drone Recon.  Unless ~ someone has a better plan?"

Location: LESP Offices

Bellissima nodded at Garcia's comment addressing her concerns.  "Using our resources correctly will save time," she responded.

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Location: USS Gemini

Bellissima arrived at the docks and moved over to the USS Gemini directly, as she reached the gangplank, she called out to the ship, "Permission to come aboard?"

Sending over the LESP radio to Justicar,  As she was given permission to board, she started using her telepathy to make sure all the sailors on the ship had organic minds, making sure to avoid picking up any thoughts from the sailors.  As much as she could at least, she was always picking up random, disconnected thoughts from people around her.  She was also looking for the invisible, mainly looking for invisible people, there wasn't much space for someone to hide, besides deep inside the ship and she would wait for permission to check.

Being lead over to Lt Smohk, Bellissima nodded at the officer, "Hello Lt Smohk, thanks for the offer of help.  We have discovered an unknown island off the coast that moves on its own.  We have not been able to determine its point of origin yet, but it arrived off the coast about a week ago.  I have reason to believe a kidnapped individual is being held on the island as well."  She briefed the Lieutenant on the situation in front of her.  "There are indications it might be from another dimension, but we have no idea how or when it got here.   So we want to approach it stealthily as possible.  We suspect that it is under the control of a Russian gang called the Refuseniks and lead by Vitaly who I am pretty sure has psychic powers similar to mine, but more focused on telepathy."

Pausing for a moment as she considered a thought, she asked hesitantly, "I know this ship has a lot of secrets on it.  But if I promise to forget everything I learn, could I do a psychic read of the ship to see what I can learn about a complex system.  I want to use it on the Island, but need to know how well I can read a complex object with many parts.  I will also answer any questions about what I discover," she requested of Lt Smohk.

After Events With The Refuseniks

Roughly 24 hours ago -

Alison sat in a conference room with four people she knew and two she did not know. The two she did not know were looking at a manila jacket, which she assumed was her own file. The other four were seated between them were looking at her and politely waiting for the two on their wings to catch up. She drummed her fingers loudly. Finally the woman on the far left spoke, "Senior Supervisory Deputy Marshal Alison Myers, you hold a triune citizenship, explain, please." The please was added as an afterthought.

Alison explained that her Father had been a British Diplomat to Hong Kong. Her mother had been an American Journalist covering the Far East. She had been born in Hong Kong. Her parents wanted her to have a well rounded experience so she took Kung Fu, went shopping and eating outside the British districts, and volunteered in various shelters.

The man on the far right took off his glasses and asked, "What is Xia Xong Biomedical?"

Alison explained that she had been diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at age two. Xia Xong was owned by a friend of her dad, which had been working on a cure for this very condition. She joined the human trials. All of the participants had some level of reversal of symptoms, and all but Alison relapsed within five years. It was theorized that some biochemical abnormality aided her body and she did not have a reversal of symptoms but was entirely cured. When the British left Hong Kong Xia Xong relocated it's headquarters and such to the US.

These questions seemed geared toward her connection to China. "I never visited the mainland. When the British left, we left and returned to the US. My dad joined the board of directors of Xia Xong, and eventually retired. I have no connections to the Communists."

The woman questioned her again, "Your actual age is Fifty. I don't think anyone here would have believed that without overwhelming proof. Can you explain how you seem to be half your age?"

Alison could not explain it. She gave her theory, good genes, clean living, and the love of the Universe. At this point the two people on the wings seemed to be placated. Her supervisor looked around their side of the table and they all nodded. Upon confirmation he spoke to her. "You have been selected for a special assignment. LESP has asked for our assistance avoiding more jurisdictional complications. You know some of the members personally, one in particular, Jacob Davidovich." She nodded, smiling brightly, and he continued. "We would like you to join them as a Liaison. This will be a permanent assignment and you will have a wide latitude."

Currently -

Even though she had not completely moved in to her new apartment, she decided to show her face at LESP offices so that she could get to know her new spandex clad playmates. She wore khaki cargo pants, a dark navy short sleeved shirt, running shoes, with her pistol on her hip and her badge hanging from a chain around her neck. She took it out of the inside of her shirt and held it up so that the Desk Sargent could see it. "Senior Supervisory Marshal Alison Myers, I believe you are expecting me?"

LESP's desk sergeant looks to be on the far side of sixty, and probably has this duty so he can peacefully wait for retirement. He is completely professional in that he first examines the badge, remarks "wait, please" and starts some furious typing and mouse clicking. After a few moments, a door to the left clicks loudly and the desk sergeant says, "Detective Broyko will be the man you need to see. He's straight back and on the left."

Alison nodded her thanks. She followed the directions, and findung the proper door she knocked politely. After briefly awaiting an answer she entered. "SSM Myers, here acting as Liaison from the Marshall's service. You are Detective Broyko?"

The detective stands from where he is and shakes Myers hand cordially. "Yes, I'm the lieutenant that put this cockamamie thing together. I was told to expect you. We've had a few jurisdictional issues and several elected officials are tired of hearing the complaints."
"Every time they've stepped beyond their recognized bailiwick, there's been just cause and they did manage to thwart some true evil. That doesn't mean our charter can put up with being continually damaged."
"I'll let you tell our little group where you come from and we'll install you like we would any marshal that was loaned to us, so there shouldn't be a problem there. Do you have any questions for me?"

She shook her head as she spoke, "No, I was briefed pretty thoroughly by my people. Lead the way." She stood and waited to follow him.

"Nows a good time to settle in. We've had some attrition and some additions recently. You might have heard of Captain Justice."

Alison giggled, then chuckled, then laughed so hard she cried. "These Spandexers and their love of names. Gosh it's like they are all still 10 and going out trick or treating. No, sorry I've never heard of Major Justice or whatever. I'm a cop you know? FLEO, I don't need to play dress-up, my real life is exciting." She looked over at him a bit sheepish, "Sorry, it's a pet peeve of mine. If I had special super stuff, I'd keep a low profile, you know? Not announce to the world that I'm open for Super Fight Club every day."

With That, Captain Justice Enters the Room ducking a bit to avoid the top of the door. He is easily a head taller then Alison and three times as wide. He is wearing a leather flight suit and is carrying a helmet with a face shield.

His voice is a low rumble
It's sort of hard to keep a low profile when you are my size. Then again, I am who I want to be. And I decided to protect this community as Captain Justice.

The only ...preamble to a new arrival was the ponderous 'whirrr-thump!' 'whirr-thump!'... of heavy mechanical footsteps approaching the Office door...

Incongruously, there is a soft knock at the door before it opens to reveal a young man, perhaps late teens to very early 20's of mixed Japanese ethnicity.  He is tall ~ a little less than 6' perhaps for his age but he is certainly a sight... handsome with incandescent emerald green eyes, shock white hair, and clad in a costume... or more of a combat jumpsuit because it is clearly some advanced ballistic-weave combat bodysuit with a belt of equipment pouches at his waist.  He is armed with ... some unusual weapon holstered at his hip... not any recognizable firearm at glance.

The young man is visibly muscular [PS 19] and his combat costume almost seems to strain to contain him as he moves with an... Olympic level of grace and bearing [PP 28]. He was holding a touch-screen computer tablet in his hand ~ technical data scrolling upon the screen.

 
{costume depiction is closest to appearance. Equipment belt and sidearm not depicted}

But the source of the ponderous footsteps stands next to him a heavily armored mechanical winged powered battlesuit standing 6'+ tall... literally bristling with non-subtle weaponry with its two shoulder mounted weapon arms one an LMG the other an 'energy weapon'{?}... but the auto-loading under-barrel grenade launchers on both weapons is clearly visible briefly along with a large ballistic mesh metal-weave skyblue cloak'?' at its shoulders with paired swords slung from some neck hanger assembly behind its shoulders as the armored suit steps rather gracefully to the side of the door outside the office out of the way waiting patiently.


- {Styling:  Silver with Blue paneling;  Attached at shoulders is a Sky Blue Flowing Cloak of heat resistant woven ballistic/frag metal mesh;
Suit: Has 2 Weapon Arms, one to each shoulder with variable hand and weapon configurations – Think War Machine}
The Mark III suit has a pair of Mechanical vectored Fan 'Wings' as part of the flight Rocket Jet pack
Suit carries a two sheathed swords – a German-styled Bastard Sword and a Katana, also a Clear Plastic Riot Shield

To Detective Broyoko, stylized combat costume is completely new... Hikari tended to wear business casual suits, college student uniforms or his pilot suit for the Justicar... never a superhero-styled 'costume'. He's always seemed think for himself such things were not necessary.

"Detective Broyoko, I need to discuss some ... new developments...er..?"
His Japanese accent is 'frosted' with a German precise staccato...

Then he note the 'Wall of Man' before him and the... ... stunningly beautiful ~ female US marshal both already occupying the office.

He looks up.. and up at the 'Man wall', "...oh my!", and quickly looks away from the Goddess with the Marshal's badge to hopefully {unsuccessfully} avoid blushing...

Then turning to Detective Broyoko he rests his hands and pad at his sides and bows politely,"Ah please forgive my... rudeness. I should have waited to be invited .. you are clearly busy Sir, perhaps I should return at a more convenient time?
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Alison sighed as the room's testosterone level jumped considerably. Chuckling as she shook her head, "My point is made here."

Captain Justice responses to Alison with a simple "I doubt that."

With that said, he steps to the side to allow the athletic young man into the room.

The young Japanese Teen regards them both and politely bows a traditional Japanese greeting, "Sir, Ma'am. I am Hikari Stottmeister-Tatsukichi, I pilot the Justicar as a member of the Sentinels. Forgive my uninvited intrusion, you must have things to discuss with the Detective.  I can wait, my matters are of a very complex and technical detail I need to discuss with the Detective on internal maters of the Sentinels involving new developments on previous cases. Tedious details that will take a little time to explain, and I'm uncertain of your clearance.. I'll come back later."

The young man wears no mask and seems to have no concern as to who knows his id.
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Still chuckling Alison made an exaggerated Vanna White motion to Justicar, "Super Fight Club's first contestant." She tapped her chin, "Admittedly Captain, you aren't in spandexbut you do have a rather uhhh high profile."

Captain Justice bows slightly to Hikari.
"As I said, it is hard to keep a low profile when you are me size.

I suppose that I should introduce myself as well. I am Arnold Hans Vandergrift. I have recently taken up the name Captain Justice when doing work to protect this city."

Hikari does not enter but regards the US Marshal, his expression calm but dead serious, "The Sentinels are not a 'fight club' this is not a game. Our foes are deadly and usually hidden in plain sight often with high-calibur rapid fire death in hand and nuclear devices with secret Army neuro-toxin weapons aimed at the masses of innocents we try desperately to protect... or Worse ~ incorporeal life-sucking vampires or mind controlling ancient artifact rings with evil otherworldly possessing spirits seeking more victims to corrupt and murder.  We battle these forces not because its 'fun' or a "Hobby"..we do it cause no one else can.  The weapons I choose are to incapacitate and capture ~ tear gas and stun blasters often work... until they don't ~ then people usually Die. I dread the day no better options than full on manowar ordinance is the only resort left us.  It is a profound... and personal decision to put oneself in harms way when all others would flee. A choice All Sentinels have dedicated themselves to. We draw the fire of the wicked with our bright colors and open defiance to protect those they would bring suffering and death to. You misjudge us to mock us for our self-sacrifice."

Turning to Arnold, Hikari steps forward to offer his hand, "It is an Extreme Honor to meet to you mister Arnold Hans Vandergraft ~ Captain Justice, I am Justicar or as I am now Justar!"

His grip is firm and clearly heartfelt he smirks and asks... in perfect German...
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Captain Justice casually matches the firmness of the handshake without really trying. He smiles as well.

"Sorry, My parents where immigrants and stopped using German when they got here. So I never got to learn it. Could you repeat that in English?"

In reply to Captain Justice (msg # 38):

The Captain can feel the line of callouses in Hikari's palm and the roughness of his hands.  This lad is a maker of things... but also.. practices long and often with weapons in hand!  Hikari is a warrior.

Hikari smiles warmly, "Ah, forgive me. I only asked if you were a German national. My father was German and my mother Japanese, but career industrialists.  My father a head engineer for Krupp Aerospace and my mother now runs Mitsuhama Telecommunications as CEO.. its a wonder they connected.  I have made it a focus of mine to be as fluent in both cultures and lands since my... when my father... died 11 years ago."

To almost anyone... Krupp Aerospace is known as a leading European rival, surpassing Aerobus for Lockheed-Martian in the US, and Mitsuhama Telecommunications is one of the top 10 corporations in Japan.  Hikari comes from money!
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Alison held up her hands in surrender, "I am not mocking you, I promise. I just can't help it with these spandex or whatever your suite is made from. I'd fight these evils alongside you, I just prefer to do it with less...err...flair." Then she twittered with another laugh as she spoke through a handful of languages she knew, "Do you speak Chinese, Italian, French, or Arabic?"