After breakfast, Captain America and Luke Cage head to the garage dressed in street clothes.

They gather any of their visitors that are interested in going on patrol in front of a white van.  While Steve loads a round bag into the back, Luke tells the "There's a lot of danger in this city.  If we see anyone unregistered being harassed, or a crime in progress we step in, but we gotta be subtle.  The police are less your friend than you may be used to if you're caught using your powers.  You have any subtle moves, you use those first and if shit goes to hell, make sure you're not followed before you head back here."


"Don't forget."  Eddie calls out from the kitchen as they get ready.
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"Subtle moves," Wade said, nodding. No Funny business, then, unless his flaming counterpart was absolutely necessary. "And chocolate milk for the orthodontist's nightmare."

"Subtle," Danny grins, clapping his hand on Luke's shoulder playfully. "Sure thing, 'Power Man.'"

“Like, monkey wrench a radiator or short-circuit powered armor, instead throwing a garbage truck at ‘em,” Sally offered as she sauntered over beside Wade. “I can dig it.”

Luke cocks an eyebrow at Danny and says "You know that Spandex shit doesn't fly in my neighborhood."

Matt Murdock isn't in the room, but he isn't far.  He doesn't react.

"You ready to head out?"  He gets into the back of the van.  Steve takes the driver's seat.

"Shotgun!" calls Wade, getting into the van's passenger seat.

It might seem greedy, but it wouldn't pay to have the others know that the Terror of the Highways gets carsick riding in the back.

Danny follows Luke into the back, taking the middle seat. Only once he's buckled in does he realize he's left the remaining window seat to Polaris. He tries not to appear pleased, though anyone who knows him well could see through it. He liked the girl's vibe, but there was a mission to focus on, after all.

Sally sidled into the seat next to Danny. “You left the window seat for me!” She gave Danny a wet peck on his cheek. “Thanks, I’d like to see the City while we drive!”

OOC: If Tigro shows up, he can be in the van if he wants to.

Luke turns to Wade and says "I like you better than the other Wade.  Thanks for not saying something really weird."

The van drives off, and it's fairly quiet for a while, the radio playing interrupted by occasional chatter from two police scanners - one seems to be for normal police and the other for SHIELD.

Danny gets to hear himself calling into a morning radio talk show saying "This act doesn't even clearly define what a superpower is.  And not just martial arts.  There are plenty of people who are born with abilities and might not know they have them.  If someone gets a tooth knocked out and they have another one, SHIELD can decide to arrest them for not registering.  This law is unconstitutional and never should have been put into place, and it harms this country... some of our most gifted are heading to other countries to avoid being conscripted."  "Thank you Danny Rand, we'll be back with a counterpoint from James Rhodes after this commercial break."

A code comes through one of the scanners and Steve says "We've got something."

He drives for a few more minutes and pulls the van into an alley.  A block down the street, two SHIELD trucks are blocking off a cafe.
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"I usually leave the 'weird' stuff to the other guy." Was that weird? Did Luke know about Funnybone? No, Wade didn't think he did, come to mention it. Whoops. "Not that I can't run my mouth and get under people's skin, of course. I can do that. I can be mucho annoying. It's my shtick. But it's voluntary, unless I have my game face on. Then you can't shut me up.

"You'll see what I mean soon enough."

When the code came in, Wade fell silent. That was something that 'the other guy' couldn't do. He didn't speak again until they were pulling up down the street from the SHIELD trucks.

"Do we have any idea who they're after? Besides 'everybody' that is."

"Er, yeah, don't mention it," Danny mumbles, blushing slightly beneath his mask. Despite himself, the "strong, silent type" exterior he's been wearing since he got here seems to be melting away more and more. He's not sure how to feel about that.


"Does my voice really sound like that?" he winces, maybe imagining he had a cooler-sounding set of pipes than the soft, hoarse tone he naturally speaks in. Not everyone could have Luke's smooth, buttery baritone. C'est la vie.

Soon, the van has pulled into position around the corner from where the S.H.I.E.L.D. trucks are. Danny leans forward in his seat, looking from them over to Cap.

"So, what's our play here?"

Captain America replies, "We're going in blind. Our target is Jennifer Walters, a high-profile defense attorney and... also... the Hulk. She's registered, but she's been a thorn in Stark's side. Castle intercepted law enforcement chatter last night."

He frowns. "Apparently, there was a typographical error in her paperwork."

"Our goal is to get in, make contact with Walters, and get out without engaging with SHIELD and especially without allowing Walters to engage SHIELD. She's good people, but her transformations have been less and less restrained since her cousin, Bruce-- the original Hulk-- vanished."

In reply to Iron Fist (msg # 11):

"Yes Danny, you do sound like that."  Luke says.  "You don't need that mask.  Attracts attention and Danny Rand has an ironclad alibi, sitting in a broadcast booth in L.A. with War Machine."

Steve says "There's a special code to call for backup in a Hulk incident.  These guys requested it and were denied.  Now's our chance."

Luke gets out of the car.  A few civilians walking away from the scene are talking:
"Is that one of those freaks?"
"I thought she'd be taller."
"They can't kick us out, I had a reservation."
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Polaris stared toward the restaurant in question. “Let me get this straight. In this universe, the unstoppable Force of Nature otherwise known as ‘The Hulk’ is a woman?” Sally visibly pondered that significant change. “Chicks being the ‘Muscle’, too, still wasn’t a thing where I come from. A lot of us gals were ‘Point & Pose’ types, with a few Karate experts like Black Widow or Mystique. Far out.”

Steve says "There's two of them but that's close enough."




Down the street at a cafe, a woman in her thirties sits at a table holding a latte.  She's wearing an expensive blazer and a long purple skirt.

A human SHIELD agent is standing next to the table talking to her, with a large number of android units circling.

More SHIELD agents are standing across the street watching.  You can't hear what's being said yet.

All the other outdoor tables have cleared out.

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"And we're supposed to extract her without engaging SHIELD?" Wade asked, incredulously. "I think that ship sailed, hit an iceberg, and sank. I mean, they're right there. We'd need a major distraction to pull this off."

Sally nodded. Softly, she muttered, “Hey, dig this, guys. They came prepared for magnetics.” She frowned as she surveyed the cafe. “No direct whammies, I’m sorry to say.

But if you get ‘em on the street, I can Sock it to them.”

Danny nods in response to Luke, removing his mask and stowing it in a pocket as they approach the restaurant. "Any idea who owns this place?" he asks his partners, an idea forming in his mind. It was a long shot, but it might serve them all better than a heated confrontation with SHIELD agents, especially if their goal was to keep a Hulk in check. "I have a plan... no 'socking' required."

"This place is too fancy for me.  No idea who."  Luke says.  "Think you're onto something though.  Steve and I can't just walk over there, but Wade and Danny are registered.  Far as they know.  Sally might not be identified."

“I hope you’re right, Luke. Captain Cleft-In-The-Chin only recognized my alias. He confused me with some green-haired chick on the other side of the continent.” Although her stomach fluttered, Sally mustered a brave smile. “I think I can pull this off.”

With a breathy sigh, Sally shook her hands, and hopefully shook off the nervousness, too. She walked toward the cafe with a feigned nonchalance. She deliberately kept her eyes off the S.H.I.E.L.D. pigs. Look at them. Pretending to be normal. Pretending that they fit in and aren’t government Spooks. It reminds me of what I heard about the CIA assholes infiltrating the Black Panthers and the Anti-War groups, she thought ruefully.

Sally kept her eyes forward and her Magnetism pulled tight. If they came ready for her powers, then they came ready to detect her, too. How would they know about me? I’d better rap with Sister Sue when we get back. I think this movement may have an infiltrator! What she looked at discreetly were her options in the environment. She took a mental inventory of the most conductive materials handy. She’d learned how to work with electricity’s before the Timebroker snatched her. She worked out ways to improvise an EMP that would disable any Spook circuitry.

As she arrived, Sally approached Jennifer Walters with the easygoing smile that people associated with her. She sympathized with She-Hulk’s cause, so the smile came naturally. “Hiya, Jen! I’m Sally. This scene is kinda played out, huh? Why don’t we go see if the Village isn’t as sold out as I’ve heard?”

OOC:

I’m rolling for Sally to enter without being detected as the “Mistress of Magnetism”.

D8 Freedom + D8 Mistress of Magnetism + D10 Magnetic Senses + D10 Science Master.

18:11, Today: Polaris rolled 2,1,3,10 using D8,D8,D10,10.  Survey the Cafe without being detected.

Total: 13
Effect: d10
Opportunity: 1

Jinkies, Shaggy!


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"Good," Danny replies to Luke. "Danny Rand can do fancy. And if push comes to shove, he might be making a very... hasty... entry into the food business. Here's the plan..."

But before he can elaborate, he notices one of his partners is suddenly gone. He watches as Polaris approaches Jennifer and strikes up a conversation, trying not to visibly react for fear of alerting the SHIELD agents that something's up. He can't help but sound a little annoyed as he comments, "Damn, she moves fast."
This message was last edited by the player at 02:39, Tue 27 July 2021.

"Yeah, let's go catch up with her," Wade agreed with Danny. Sally had just sallied forth without waiting for the guys. Now it might attract the wrong kind of attention for the two of them to come strolling up to join her. But what choice did they have?

Danny nods to Wade and heads over to the table where Sally is.

It looks like until a few minutes ago, this cafe was packed.  There are a few empty outdoor tables nearby, still with half-eaten food on them.  All the customers except for Jen appear to have left in a hurry, some of them watching from whatever they consider a safe distance.

Sally sends a magnetic ping through the area. 

The agent is still talking to the woman seated at the outdoor table as she approaches.

"Miss Walters, please write a retraction of the editorial you published this morning.  You signed an agreement to work for us so the optics of the situation..."

"No, the Hulk signed that document.  Without having her lawyer look at it.  If you knew anything about the law regarding two entities sharing the same body you'd know..."

Then Sally strolls up to them and introduces herself.

Jen looks really confused, after all everyone else is trying to maintain a safe distance.  "Look.  Sally.  This isn't really the place for..."

She spots Wade and Danny and gets another slightly different confused look.   "Just, do what you want.  I'm kind of in the middle of something."

19:08, Today: Co-GM rolled 7,1,6,4 using d8,d8,d6,d6 doom pool.
13.  Effect d6

PP for Sally, and there's an opportunity from this roll as well.

Scene distinctions: City street.
Scene Assets: Cafe furniture d6.

Pretty new at DM part of this game - hope I'm doing this right.

“Actually, you have another appointment, Ms. Walters.” Luckily, Sally & Sue turned up modern etiquette for terms of address, and both delighted in this “new” term that gave women autonomy from the burden of marital status. That Gloria Steinem founded a magazine by the name left them ecstatic over what came to pass after they left their worlds! Sally’s smile showed that she enjoyed saying “Ms.”

“Remember? You’ve got an interview scheduled with our magazine. I was just kidding about the Village. They tell me that I’m too free-spirited, but I’m trying to get them to let their hair down, well, one of them doesn’t have any hair to speak of, but you dig what I’m saying? Right?”

Sally smiled amiably, hoping that Jen caught on, and secretly worried that the Agent tuned into her wavelength. She waved at Wade & Danny. “Oh, hi, boys! This is the client the boss wanted us to interview. The whole piece about how our Constitutional rights are currently under attack? He wanted Ms. Walters’ expert opinion. Like, the whole WORLD is gonna see it,” she said with a meaningful grin at the Agent.

"Oh, hello ladies. It's fascinating to find you again. I was trying to catch up with a friend." Says a voice from the shadows with bright feline eyes. "Looks like I found her! Hi Jen!" He grins and waits. "I wanted a bite to eat and you found what looks to be a good place, and you were literally the last place I expected!" Tigro says, "Is this a bad time? Am I interrupting anything?"
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“No, Grant. It’s cool. Glad you could join us!” Sally nodded slowly with a sunny grin. “Groovy.”

In reply to Polaris (msg # 27):

"Yeah, gimme a minute," he says as he pulls up the sweatshirt from the hideout he's had for a while and tucks his tail inside the pants. Before slowly comes forward hand in his pockets.

Jen puts her hand to the side of her head.  She closes her eyes for a moment.  The SHIELD agent says "Miss, please give us some space while we talk."

Jen ignores the agent and responds to Sally "Look, I don't know you too," nodding towards human-looking Tigro.  "But I'm not dealing with Wade before my coffee and," pointing at the agent "YOU can go because The Hulk isn't here right now and I don't think you're going to like it when she is."

"Well, then... let's get you some coffee," Wade said in his serious, grown-up voice, snapping his fingers in the direction of a waiter. If the waiter had any sense he'd have quit his job five minutes earlier, but he was still there. "Because we really do need to talk."

(Responding to Jen)
"It's alright, I do understand the need for coffee when dealing with certain people." He smiles and hangs back. Hand in his pockets "Let us know when you want to chat."

“It looks like whoever works here took their own coffee break, Sister.” Sally peeked around the coffeehouse, her eyes stopping on the espresso machine where the baristas (she wouldn’t know the term) cowered. “Maybe that’s a good thing, because this place strictly…Squaresville,” she said with a disapproving wrinkle of her nose. “It’s New York, there’s gotta be someplace funkier than this overpriced turn off.”

"I love this place."
"Miss Walters is not free to leave yet.  I'm going to make a call to my superiors.

Mr. Wilson, I can't believe I'm asking this, but can you try to talk some sense into her?  We need She-Hulk to help with an incursion in Midtown."

The agent heads back to his car.  The SHIELD androids back up slightly.

Wade snickered. He couldn't help it. Apparently the Wade Wilson of this world was as annoying as Funnybone, and — mistaking him for his doppelganger — people kept expecting the worst of him.

"What's an incursion?" he asked, reasonably sure he knew the answer. They were an incursion.

The agent just laughs and shakes his head at Wade's question as he walks back to the truck.

Jen gets up from her table and heads into the building.  She shoves several hundred dollar bills into the tip jar.

"Sorry about scaring everyone away.  Can I still get my latte?  And whatever they want?"  She asks the people cowering behind the counter.

"Coffee," Wade said to the barista. "Black as the devil, hot as hell, pure as an angel, sweet as love."

“Right on, Jen,” Sally said with an appreciative smile for She-Hulk. “I hate to mooch, but if you’re offering, can I have the Matcha Green Tea Latte?”

Danny had been keeping his eyes peeled for any sign of danger, content that his teammates could handle the talking. It was reassuring to see how they were handling this so far. Even Dead-- no, Funnybone, was a far cry from the Wade Wilson he knew back home, who no doubt would have gotten the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents on their backs before he'd said more than two words to them.


"Matcha green tea lat--" he starts, then blinks in surprise as Sally orders the same. He'd already been impressed by Polaris' smooth approach to things. But the lady had good taste as well.
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The baristas work on the drinks - Wade's simple order comes out first.  "Sweet as love."  There's no sugar.  If he was expecting Turkish coffee with that phrase, it's not what he gets.

As soon as Jen grabs her cup, she says "You should say whatever you need to before he comes back."

“Your righteous pal, Luke Cage, sent us here. We’ve gotta beat feet and rendezvous with him. Like now.”

"Well tell him he should stay away from me.  You'll just get blamed when she causes an incident.  Keep SHIELD away too.  They want a Hulk, and they already lost one."

With time growing short, Sally finally lost her patience with Jen’s dismissiveness. “Look, Sister, I don’t know what went down between you and Luke. I’m gonna lay this on you, though: I don’t care.” She glanced toward the S.H.I.E.LD. van, scanning subtly with magnetic senses, then back at Jen. “What I know is that your world stands on the precipice of falling into a fascist nightmare! Yes, people have been hurt, even died, and I care about the innocents who were hurt because a bunch of super-powered jackasses had to prove who was the biggest badass of all…and children died because of it! Yeah, real big men, and Tony Fucking Stark has to show America that he’s the Top Dog, the ‘Biggest Man’ of them all!

I’m hearing some way out things about his plans for dissident Super-Types, like beyond any Alcatraz or gulag! Captain America is pissed…and how many more people will get hurt, or die, when Captain America and Iron Man wage the next Civil War?!” Sally stared Jennifer Walters in the eye, refusing to be easily dismissed. “I’m hearing some scary shit about what’s gonna go down if we don’t get it together and bring this pending Civil War to a halt!” She thought of the violence that ravaged so many streets over the fight between Civil Rights protesters and the police upholding segregation. She thought of the college kids back in her time risking all to fight against an endless war that burned on in Vietnam, grinding American boys and Vietnamese civilians alike under the bloody wheels of the War Machine.

Sally Dane wouldn’t let a superhuman version of that domestic war tilt this world into chaos without a fight. “Look, you’re afraid of your power. I get it. I swear that I do! But I also believe that you’re a good woman and that you don’t want the world to go helter skelter because of this feud! Please, come with us. Just hear us all out in a safe space. If you don’t like what we lay on you, then you can us to go to Hell or whatever. Please. We don’t have time for this!”

OOC:

01:21, Today: Polaris rolled 5,4,7,2 using 1d8,1d4,1d10,1d10.  Persuade She-Hulk .

1d8 Freedom + 1d4 Loving & Kind/Cold & Aggressive + 1d10 Magnetic Senses + 1d10 Science Master.

I’m trying to impose Stress on She-Hulk and wear down her resistance with guilt trips, emotional pleas, whatever works.

I gain 1 PP from using the d4 instead of d8. I’ll spend it to increase my Total.

Total: 16
Effect: 1d10
Opportunity: 0

PP: Spent 1.


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"Look, I'm sympathetic, ok.  But I don't know if she is.  Same body two minds.  The Hulk signed up to work for SHIELD, and she didn't know she was going to be going up against her friends."  The side of her face flashes green for a second, then goes back to normal.

I'm trying to fight this as a lawyer, not a weapon.  If she comes out now, someone's getting hurt, and I don't know who."

08:57, Today: Co-GM rolled 6,2,2,3 using d8,d8,d6,d6.  doom pool.
D10 emotional stress.

"I don't know much about law," Wade said, throwing his proverbial hat into the ring. "Usually, I find out by breaking them. But I know that SHIELD is looking to protect people at this moment. Later today it might all be about the suppression of civil liberties and other fun stuff like that... but that's not what the deal is right now. They said something about an "incursion" and they made it sound important.

"So Hulk up... Hulk out... Hulk it... whatever. Stop making me be the voice of reason."


Updated to show a roll for this action...

Duty: d8
Merc with a Mouth: d8
Psych Expert: d8

Funnybone rolled 6,7,4 using d8,d8,d8 ((6,7,4)).
Total: 13
Effect: d8
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“You wanna fight as a lawyer? Right on!” Sally gave a quick “Power To The People” fist pump. “Then fight like Tom Hayden or William Kunstler! They fought in the courts, but they talked to the people they represented! If you’re getting down in the legal arena, then you’ll eventually have to talk to Luke & Cap. Why not rap with them now?”

"Meeting with the people doesn't usually involve meeting with America's Most wanted.  But fuck, you're right.  Hulk in midtown is a last resort.  Must be the Thunderbolts can't handle it."  Wade feels a little kick under the table.  Both people talking to her probably notice that she's slowly getting larger.

The cafe employees have left through a back door.

"Just... try to bring me back to myself when this is over.  I'll meet with your resistance then."

10:22, Today: Co-GM rolled 10 using 3d8 with rolls of 1,1,8.  she-hulk duty, attorney, psych expert.
Stepping up the stress.  There's two GM opportunities available for any of you while you figure out dealing with SHIELD.

Jen will come with you - she's in danger of turning into Hulk at any moment.

Jennifer finally relented, thrilling Sally. “Hey, your Hulk trip gets heavy, we’ll help you find your way back.” Watching the street, Sally jerked a thumb in the opposite direction of the S.H.I.E.L.D. van. “We’ve gotta cut out before the Super-Pigs return.”

"You know, I met a super-pig once," Wade said, falling into step with Sally. "Nice guy. Delicious, too."

“Wait. You ate an actual super-pig? Please tell me he wasn’t intelligent life!”

"Intelligent?" Wade repeated. "He was pretty dumb, as I recall. It was an escaped test animal from some top-secret weapons program. Code-named the Incredible Pork."

"You know, for a second I thought you might be a Shape-shifter and not actually Wade.

Aren't you supposedly working with those guys out front?"
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"No, I'm Wade Wilson," Wade chuckled. Jennifer had decided that the Incredible Pork was a joke, apparently. It was just as well. If they had a hard time believing the Incredible Pork, they'd never believe Chick Jones. "I'm just not the Wade Wilson you know. I'm better looking and I tell fewer jokes. But it's a long story, one we don't really have time for."

“Like, you have no idea how long of a story! Please just believe us when we say that we’re only trying to help, and that we need to leave. Like, now.”

Suddenly, it's not Jen you're talking to anymore.  The mug breaks in her hands and the table falls over.  The Hulk stands up, 8-feet tall.

"Two Wades.  Smash together?".  She presses a fist into an open hand, in case her meaning was lost.

Jen's expensive-looking jacket turns into a ripped, open vest with a very stretch-resistant sports bra underneath.  Thankfully her skirt was long, as it's extremely short at her new height.

The door chimes.  Several SHIELD members walk in.
"Oh good, you got her transformed.  Ready to stop some demons now, She-Hulk?"


"No, just Hulk now.  Not that name."

In the span of just a few minutes, Danny has gone from suspiciously watching the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, to being in awe of Polaris' passionate anti-war speech, to slight nervousness at Jen's drastic transformation. He folds his arms next to Wade, wagging a finger at the agent who mistakenly addressed Hulk.

"Don't get her angry," he says with a smirk. "You wouldn't like her when... well, you know."

"Are we going now? It feels like we're going now." Wade was ready to deal with the incursion, or whatever was going on. He was fairly itching for some action, really.

Becoming Funnybone would be like kicking over an anthill. The SHIELD folks would go nuts, and Mephisto only knew what the Hulk would do. So he'd hold off on the transmogrification for as long as he could. But Funnybone could get places a lot faster than Wade.
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“Are we doing this with the badges?” Sally looked at Wade, Danny, & Grant. Would S.H.I.E.L.D. turn on them if they used their powers, even to help with some “demons”? She decided she’d seek another opinion.

Sally reached out and tried to “tune in” to Sue’s wavelength over their Tallus link. Sister Sue. Have you heard about any demons on your end?

Sue chimed back, looping in the entire patrol group on her response to Sally:

Oh, hey!  I was just about to ring you guys!   Funny you should mention demons --  the Tallus says there's an interdimensional rupture very close to where we arrived.  Like a revolving door into the Realm of Limbo. And, there are three Legions - anyone know how big a demonic Legion is?  I have no clue - anyway, they're light infantry, all within a kilometer of the rupture.  Gwen thinks this is the grand finale.   And, the Tallus mentioned imminent mission failure.  I'm en route, of course. And, I'm so sorry we didn't smoke that joint before the apocalypse! 

Tallus, plot quickest route for patrol group, and make available to any member on demand.

Also, the head honcho is named N'Astirh, if that rings a bell for anyone.   I've asked the Tally for available data...
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Danny nods in response to Sally's question.

"We'll play nice... for now."

The Hulk grabs one of the android units, says "You tricked me into fighting me friends" and throws it through the window.  Then she heads through the broken window and runs roughly in the direction of Midtown.

"Well, at least she's helping.  The SHIELD agent says.  "You ready Wade?  These civilians should stay here.

As you've insisted, Mr. Rand.  Martial arts is not a superpower."

The sound of the SHIELD trucks starting can be heard.

11:28, Today: Co-GM, on behalf of She-Hulk, rolled 8,4,7,2 using d10,d8,d12,d8.  15, d8 effect
11:28, Today: Co-GM rolled 17 using 5d8 with rolls of 6,3,1,5,2.  11, d8 effect


OOC:  Do you want to bring Luke and Cap into this?  Use Sally's powers to get down there?
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[OOC: Funnybone's motorcycle drives at Superhuman speed. He can get there in seconds, and even carry a passenger.]

Wade's skin rippled, then burst into flame, leaving a leather-clad burning skeleton in his place.

"I hate to see her leave, but I love to watch her go," he said of the (She-)Hulk as she retreated into the distance. "What about you, Danny? Does she make you Rand-y?"

He gestured to an open patch of asphalt by the curb, and there was a blast of hellfire. The empty space was soon filled with a blazing motorcycle.

"Hello baby. I missed you."

"Not my type," Danny snorted in response to Wade. "Now, who's ready to stop a demon invasion? Haven't seen one in at least a week."

"Sorry, I didn't want to get too close and got distracted, didn't want to give the agents any reason to take a good look," he says over their links.  To She-Hulk "Ms. Hulk, we'll help with demons if we need to, but we'll help you with these 'bots as well." Tigro says. "Sorry for the bad timing to go chasing man-rats."


OOC: Sorry, I've been sick with a sinus infection+strep and fighting doctors to get help IRL (ENT/otolaryngologist) and new psych-doc my old one retired and I'm unhappy with that. Since he wants to change meds after my first visit. Which have been working, plus life stuff, dealing with a lot of crap from RL friends. I apologize for not being active for all this.)

“Alright, Hell’s Angel. You ride your chopper, and I’ll fly the boys over there.” Sally swooped her arms up in a graceful flourish as she magnetically levitated. Tigro and Iron Fist felt a magnetic tug as Polaris started lifting them for takeoff. If the badges didn’t attack, she would start flying toward Midtown after making a pass within a discreet sighting of Cap & Luke’s van.

OOC:

I don’t know if I need a roll, but in case, here goes:

21:50, Today: Polaris rolled 9,4,8,1 using 1d10,1d8,1d8,1d8.  Fly the Exiles to Midtown.

Duty 1d10 + Mistress of Magnetism 1d8 + Subsonic Flight 1d8 + Acrobatics Expert 1d8.

Total: 17
Effect: d8
Opportunity: 1 (for the Mutant Drama)



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In reply to Polaris (msg # 64):

"I could be called Skytiger if I had this power myself, or something like it! Kinda fun! Whoooo!" Tigro smiles as she lifts him off. "Plus not a bad view, can't dodge though if they start shooting!"

“I’m the Mistress of Magnetism, remember?”

If nobody was going to ride with him, then Funnybone was just going to head to wherever the trouble was, riding solo.

The Agent stares blankly as Wade turns into a flaming skeleton, as this was not what he expected at all.

He reaches for something, which turs out to be a radio but it's caught in Sally's magnetic field.

The group heads off before he can react further.

OOC:  Holding here for a little bit while we get the threads synced.

In reply to Polaris (msg # 66):

"Oh, do you want me to call you Mistress? or Just Polaris?"He says with a laugh. "I'm not into, well, you know."