00:14, Today: Argentus rolled 3 successes using 3d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s ((6,10(+10,10,4),7)).

3 10's on one die... Argentus is going to get hit by a train tomorrow.

Sal attempts to get free from the grabby corpses.

Noah tapped into the Kiju suit. "Jitters. Be on your right side of the hall in three... two... one..." Noah poked his head up and his chest inflated as there was a Energized sound comming from his wings.

The speaker on his helmet popped out and quietly announced to cover their ears as the armor let go of people for portal use.

There was a roar like a mini Godzilla as Noar roared out a beam down the hall on his right, Jitters left. The blue hot fire raced out for not the villain but his gun.

 Argentus manages to free himself from the corpses and make his way downstairs. Sal was not so lucky and was trapped by the corpses as more of them made their way toward him, clawing and grabbing as they rose. One of them bit him on the neck.


 Despite their being more of the undead than before, it seemed just as easy to escape this time (1 success)

 The few remaining survivors dodged out of the way of the death laser as Noah let loose a blast of plasma, obliterating the super gun and turning the wielder's hands to bone and cinder.

 Once released, the MIB agent put his finger to his head and walked a distance from the huddled children.

Noah nodded once. "Supergun down. Sal has the portal. I cant shoot my beam at him or I'll roast him, its an inaccurate weapon. Can't leave the kids as I am the only one big enough to cover for the whole group."

"Ears." His roar came out strangely this time, with a worbal. The roar much louder for Sal as he was an undead with a mind, hopefully much much louder for the mindless undead.

 Noah's roar caused the corpses grabbing Sal to be pushed away from him, but also pinned him to the wall for the duration (2 successes on Str + Athletics lets you break sooner).

 However, they were immediately back on him when the roar ended (1 success on Dex + Athletics to avoid being grappled again if you failed your Str + Athletics)

"Alright, Abbot, Lou.  This has gone on long enough.  We need to get out of here."  Argentus said over coms.  Taking advantage of his court relationship with Jitters to bypass any need for proximity, he cast a spell giving Jitters increased spiritual might so that he could bear vastly increased physical might.  "Field promotion, Jitters.  Grab Sal and let's get going."

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 Jitters bulked out visibly as Argentus cast his spell and let out a high pitched, helium filled yell as he ran on all fours, tackling Sal out of the clutching grasp of the undead, taking to the walls, trailed by the gunfire of the few remaining survivors.

 As he landed on the stairway below, he released Sal, turning to face the shambling undead horde, drawing an actual sword from the mass of the Kaiju system and advanced back up the stairs with a mighty swing of his blade, rending the zombies asunder and keeping them permanently dead this time. "Quickly, we must away before the storm of madness descends fully!"

Sal allowed the mech to grab him, and when released, activated the portal.

 With a little convincing, the children each stepped through the portal, then Sal and Argentus.

 The MIB agent was extracted by Ghost, leaving Noah, who was too big to fit through the portal.

Noah snapped down on the portal ring and sucked it down like a long spaghetti noodle.

-Grey, launch the kiju system for me? I am going to need the mass to break over the clouds the fly back home.-

He snaked back the way he came, switching primensight to life sight for one last external sweep for any lingering kids. Just encase.

 The storm raged around Noah, forcing him to disengage from the building, only to have the sky itself reach down and tear the building from the ground, launching it over the city with great force. The loud boom that echoed through Noah's teeth was not thunder...

Noah clenched down clawing the ground as he walked, just so the storm didnt carry him off. If something wasnt done the mages would all be dead.

He started etching into the ground to make little puddle runes. Mind, space, a dash of spirit. Hell, he mixed all the schools just so he may be able to get the spirits to pause and reset aggro on the mages.

A programmed vision. Noah full sized fighting the storm and losing due to their numbers. A dragons rage ending in the sky. A second vision of the giant slowly making his way through the city, being aware of and careful of the spirits but not attacking them. The spirits moving like a school of fish, a mass of paranah. Flowing around him but not hurting him.

Rub a little dragon mana into it, bake in the ley lines till warm. And pray both the spirits pause and reset, and the mages get the hint.

One chance was all he was going to stick his neck out for.

 The spirits stopped, seeing a large new enemy in the sky... but flew up and paused watching.

 The mages stopped too. With all eyes to the sky, lightning illuminated something titanic and terrible in the sky... and it was uncomfortably close. One of its legs was only a city block from Noah now... the same forearm that had scooped up the building it was in.

 It was as if the sky itself had turned to look at what Noah had done and roared a challenge to the new colossus in the sky. The sound was a peal of thunder so loud that it shattered the windows, showering him with shards of glass.

 The mages had all stopped, staring slack-jawed at the sky until the massive creature roared, which sent them scrambling for cover.

Noah was scared out of his mind but this was something that he was always doing. Making deals with wraiths that eat souls, controlling the maelstrom, and now talking to the manifestation of the End's rage.

He clapped his big scaly claws to his face to help steady himself and to not shit literal bricks. He was in the room the storm was born in with Talion, so he skilled along on the coat tails of the last spell.

He sent the giant living spell a vision of a dragon giving tea to the man who birthed it. A gesture to keep its father whole, alive, and kicking.

He gave it a image of Noah taking bullets from the window to keep the kids safe. A wound that he would have to attend soon.

Then he sent it a reminder, the locations of the people who had been the source of its rage, the buildings they had been in.

"Refocus big mama. I'll not fight you or answer your challenge. Your enemies are elsewhere." He capstoned it with an image of the storm at the spots cleared out but not yet removed. Rages' work was not done. It would be a cold day in hell before he could take on a storm like this. But he could hold up a big sign to hide behind it.

He did use his cyber connection and sent a message to the covens through their joined board. -I reset the focus of the storm to the best of my ability. Do NOT attack the spirits. Mass up your wards, put up walls, do everything but attack the storm. It has a goal and wont harm you if you dont harm it.

Sign: The Dragon of Purgatory-

He had forgotten to post such in all the rush to get the kids.

 The sky colossus paused for a long, uncomfortable second before turning and ascending back into the clouds. Now that he knew what to look for, he could see it moving away, each footstep an F5 tornado, reaching down, ripping up chunks of the city, and flinging them into the ocean.

Noah started claw walking his way to the water. It would be better to get into the kiju system and fly home that way. No doubt every mage who could scry wood be looking at him. "If you're going to ask, ask. Otherwise you know how to contact me."

 It took some time to get to the water (the building was not particularly close to the ocean). That said, water had begun the stand in many places on the road (especially in downhill dips).

 The Kaiju system, a slithering mass of liquid metal, finally caught up with Noah. It melded into his mechanical outer shell, augmenting and growing until he was far, FAR larger than he had once been, large enough that he now had to worry about stepping on cars or people and the buildings were in the way of him fully spreading his wings.

 Looking down, you could see people just looking up at you from inside shops, horror etched onto their features.

Noah turned off his weight, jumped, and let the wind carry him up as the jet on his back controlled upward thrust.

No one would believe them there was a giant robot dragon.

Thrust, wings, and Greys gravity control. It was time to get above the clouds and head home. He needed the kiju or he would have been a sparrow in the wind.

 Even with his mass, the wind blasted and jostled him. It took a great deal of energy, but Noah finally managed to get above the storm, only to make a horrifying discovery. There was more than one storm colossus. They swam in the storm like whales in a whirlpool, in many respects, giving the storm some of its rotation and power.

 He was above the storm now, but it would be hard to locate the boat with the layer of swirling angry below him.

 Time passed with Noah stranded above the storm. The thing about being this high up, is that he could see the solar flare approaching, getting closer and closer until it slammed into some sort of unseen shield, linked together by countless satellites, the coronal mass projected slammed inst some sort of projected energy field, releasing a red aurora planetwide.

 No one else in the radius of the storm would be able to see the red aurora, but you had a first hand seat.

Noah was content to float up in the air above the storm. He was assuming anyone who could scry would be scrying on the location so it was kind of important people to see the shield. If even a few saw it then there would be room for conversation later. He did, however, sit back and record the whole thing. He was in a prime location to see the light show and respond as people needed him. Grey was likely well-fed in this whole situation so he was generally on stand by.

 Even though the shield had worked to stop the flare, the storm continued to rage below him... so it seemed that the apocalyptic storm would need to burn itself out on its own. Fortunately, the planet had been spared... so it was only New York and the surrounding states that would feel Talion's wrath.

Noah took his time looking at the light show. He knew that Talion had some kind of radial connection set up to help boost the synth network. But he had no idea that the man also had some kind of shielding network. Talion really did mix tech in when he couldn't use magic to fill the gaps.

He shook like a dog to shift the tech look of the Kiju system to look more like himself.

He had no idea exactly who to contact but if things went as he last saw the mages should all be shoring up rather than dieing. He had no idea if it would work but he wanted to be sure.

A dash of a tiny tiny bit of forces to help bend light. A good helping of prime to tap their leyline connection. A dance with Grey to jack into any synth tech they had. And a touch of mind magic to get shitty light images that 1080p detail.

His effort was to reach out to the largest coven, the coven who would house what Noah called the Merlin. The best of the mages. It would be well worth to lock in and hack any synth tech they had laying around. Sure, people threw out synths but Talion had his fingers in every pie.

He had to talk to them somehow. Even if he had to project himself like Leya in the first good starwars movie.

 Noah had a general idea of who the different covens were and a good idea of who the Merlin was (unless it had changed recently. There just wasn't any way to tell at the moment).

 The spell seemed like it was trying to work but failed. Not spectacularly, Noah felt mana surging through him and the sudden urge to relieve himself... but he seemed to be missing some crucial detail.