When the trio collides with the ground, Imp scrambles out of the Kongotron’s grip. As the dust is still kicked up, she reaches for Hestia and tugs her away from the crash, trying to calm her down and regroup. She is wincing and holding her side however.

“Trouble, you ok? How bad hurt? You be ok, we stick together!”

OOC: 14:30, Today: Imp rolled 6 using 2d6 but it’ll be treated like she got 7-9. I choose to struggle past the pain, marking off Angry and Afraid

Unthinking, filled with barely-contained panic, Fiend tore at Kongotron IX as they coursed through the air, ripping at Kongotron IX--but also at Imp.

Imp and Fiend crashed through the brick roof of the building, coming down roughly onto a metal cat-walk over an out-of-use assembly line. Imp gathers her sister up off the ground, pulling her away from the crash. Both Imp and Kongotron IX were dripping with blood now.

Well, pulling her away until noticing the extending cyborg arm still wrapped around Fiend's neck. "Do you yield, false ape, butterfly girl?" Kongotron IX yanked hard, ripping Fiend off her feet and into the air towards him.

***

Meanwhile, Ironforged with little apparent effort reached into the air, knocking shipping crates out of the air like an expert dodgeball player.

And Wildfire followed up by gripping onto the same crates with his own power of elemental control, water pressure holding the crates in position and then violently launching them across the way, where they crashed against the dock where the Kongotrons LV-LVII were.

Panicked and battered, the Kongotrons LV-LVII tried to dodge the crates, with little success. The crates, for their own part, shattered on the docks, lawn gnomes spilling out all over the dock. (Come to think of it, it was a good thing no faculty member knew about this whole thing, wasn't it?)

The Kongotrons LV-LVII regrouped and rushed away off the dock, escaping into the night.

OOC: So, who does what? Keep in mind that to defend yourself, you roll Unleash Your Powers. :)

Sage, since you told me verbally what you'd pick for Directly Engage, I've proceeded with this in mind.

but plz tell me what options you pick for your level of success

“I don’t yield to villains,” Fiend’s voice quivers and chokes as she’s yanked towards him.

Fiend tucks her wings behind her to keep them from being torn any more than they are as she’s yanked towards Kongotron IX. She aims to punch him hard enough to make him let go of her and, hopefully, knock him out.

OOC: I think I reading comprehension-ed correctly. If not, let me know and I’ll edit it.

Trouble rolled 10 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 4,5.  Directly Engage Kongotron IX. – 10 and actually, coming back, I have Afraid marked so it should be -1 so that's actually an 8 not a 10.

Since I rolled a 8 I want to take his arm from him (the one around Trouble's neck)
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Hunter regretted endangering all of those innocent lawn gnomes, but at least those Kongotrons were dealt with. He turns to Wildfire with a grin on his face. "You did great, Sage! We really showed them what for!"

His expression became a bit more serious as he pressed the communication device on his ear, trying to patch through to Imp and Trouble. "We're finished here. How are things on your end?"
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As The Kongotrons escape into the night, Sage looks around for their friends. He isn’t too concerned as the two of them can probably handle any trouble that comes their way. Having said that she does give Hunter a quick nod of acknowledgment before returning to her search.

Imp gnashes her teeth and screeches. She slashed her claws to the ground in panic and before Hestia and Kongotrons eyes her flesh transmutates until she becomes bigger, more monstrous. She glares at Kongotron, before charging towards him.

No! Nonononono! You let go! No hurt her! Now Imp hurt you!

17:13, Today: Imp rolled 6 using 2d6+3 ((1,2)). Oof, I fail that roll, and according to the power “Be the monster”, “they react with violence, hatred, and paranoia, and you suffer the brunt of it”. More potential woooo

Hunter and Sage phoned out to their friends--no response, yet.

They did see the returning dock workers in the distance. And then they heard the sirens--being a mere Clique, the two understood acutely that to be found at the scene of a crime like this would invite scrutiny and possible consequences. They had to get out of there, and fast.

***

As the two struggled to separate themselves from Kongotron IX, Fiend found herself being strangled by the ape's arm, and with a panic, she tore the arm apart. However...

...Imp rushed forward at the same time, attempting to threaten Kongotron IX. He shouted, "Fool!"

A metallic fist crashed down into Imp's skull, flattening her to the ground. Kongotron IX lifted Imp by the back of her neck and, spinning around, launched Imp at Fiend, who was still extricating herself from the metallic arm. The two crashed, tumbling to the ground.

Kongotron IX looked down at the two of them with contempt, before activating his rocket feet and flying away through the air.

Sirens screamed by outside, the police apparently unaware of whatever struggle had occurred in this brick building.

OOC: So, course correction and mea culpa: Defend conditions are unmarked immediately.

That being said: Imp and Fiend, please mark conditions.

Trouble groans as she sits up. She frowns guiltily, upset with herself that she wasn't able to successfully take down Kongotron IX.

Trouble stands up as she presses the comm, "Kongotron IX got away, but not unscathed. The police are here, should we scram and meet back up at the school?"

Trouble offers a hand to Imp, to help her up.

"Are you okay?"

OOC: I had Fiend mark guilty

Hunter, about to high tail it from the scene, patches through to Fiend.

"Affirmative, get out of there and get back to school, Sage and I will be there."

Hunter turns to Sage. "Come on, let's go."

Imp groans and takes Hestia’s hand, holding one clawed hand to her head. She’s upset with herself, as her sister ended up getting injured. She blinks away stars and gives a shaky thumbs up. She starts walking away from the scene while tugging Hestia along.

“Imp ok. Fuzzy hit hard, ouch. Hestia hurt?”

OOC: Imp marks off Insecure. She is now angry, afraid, and insecure

Sages nods in return

"Ok"

And also proceeds to flee the scene

And so, the clique escaped from the scene of the crime, none the wiser as yet to the full import of that evening's activities. It would, of course, be only a matter of time before the clique discovered everything.

Although they found themselves licking their wounds, it soon became clear to Imp and Fiend, as well as Sage and Hunter, that this was a major accomplishment for a gang of freshmen. not only had they squared off against the Kongotrons, but they had driven them away from the scene, arguably in defeat.

***

The clique found themselves meeting up again, back at Sage's dormitory on Academy Island, a building designed by the Greloots, a reclusive group of alien sages invited to Academy Island by Infi-Knight in years past. Being constructed by the Greloots, it exhibited difficult-to-understand alien characteristics.

(The dormitory itself was, of course, named after the chief engineer on the project, one Bineex--the dormitory hall was therefore referred to as Bineex Hall.)

From the outside, the structure resembled a huge sphere set in a large glowing demisphere impression in the ground. In the side, an entrance extended into the center of the sphere. Up close, however, one could see that the sphere seemed to be endlessly rotating in different directions, without moving the location of the entrance.

Spot sat, resolute and loyal, at the entrance to the dormitory building waiting for Sage's return, and quite simply and without substantial fanfare returned to Sage's side at his return.

Once inside, the clique gathered in the communal living room in the center of the structure, consisting of an entirely open sitting room/kitchen/dining room.

Around them, the sphere itself continued to rotate, although the thin, honeycomb-shaped inlets which impossibly contained the dormitory rooms sat flush against the surface of the sphere, remaining stable and connected by a strange black latticework. Every time a student needed to make it to their room, they stepped onto the latticework, at which point the gravity relative to their body altered, ensuring their ability to walk up and around the sphere.

OOC: I think several of our heroes have homes to return to at this time, so do think on that.
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Hunter smiled at the rest of the clique, then spoke. "You did great out there tonight, all of you. It may not have been a decisive victory, but we protected those innocents from harm."

Hunter began to yawn, but continued speaking through it. "Now then, I'm tired, and I have a sleep schedule to maintain. We should all get some well deserved rest. That's just a recommendation of course, I'm not your mom."

He chuckles, mostly at himself for saying something like that. He waits to see if the others have anything to add, or to talk to him about.

Hestia hunches her shoulders and reaches out to squeeze Imp's hand, seeking comfort.

"But ... if they're still out there? Won't they hurt other innocent people?"

Hestia looks at the group, looking for any answers they have.

Sage reaches down to pet Spot, but looks up to respond to Hestia

“I mean…maybe? But we did our best and hey we saved those dock workers and there wasn’t much else we could really do and ya know. We'll get 'em next time. Plus if we’d stuck around, well, we might have gotten the school in more trouble.”

They return to petting Spot

Spot wagged his tail, appreciative of the pets.

OOC: So, for all-together social scenes like this, the scene will typically continue until y'all need me to change scenes. :)

Hunter nods to Sage. "It's like Sage said, we did our best out there, and we protected who we meant to protect. It may not have been a decisive victory, but it was by no means a defeat."

Hunter pauses. "As for whether or not they're still out there, I'm sure that they are. But we won't let them accomplish whatever it is they're trying to do without putting up a darn good fight. You really should all be proud of yourselves for what you did tonight, okay?"

Trouble reluctantly nods, but doesn't seem too convinced.

"Okay. I guess Hunter does have a point, we should go to bed so we don't mess up our sleep schedules."

Imp squeezes Hestia’s hand back, finally speaking up. She bumps her head gently with her to get her attention.

“Sleep, yes. Hestia no worry more. We kick ass hard first try. Next time? We finish job!”

She turns to Hunter and Sage and grins toothily

“Kongotrons won’t get away next time, we stop for good.”

Hunter smiled softly, and departed to his dorm for a night's rest.

OOC: I'm ready to change scenes when y'all are.

Trouble smiles at Imp, feeling a bit better.

OOC: i'm also ready to change scenes whenever :)

Sage nods and beckons Spot to follow him, heading back to his room.

OCC: SCENE CHANGE
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OOC: So, for the first round of trying to figure out how to manage this, I'm going to ask for a couple of things.

1.) Please tell me about your home or dorm life.

I've decided that the two other dormed players are housed in the Roundabout, otherwise known as Hawthorne Hall. This hall is a dimensionally transcendent space, and contains an elevator leading up through one hundred identical halls. Each entrance on each level leads in and out to the same place on the bottom level.

Being a dimensionally transcendent space, this hall externally only takes the space required for the bottom floor.

Only the twenty-third and twenty-fourth floors are used for dormitories, with floors above and below being a variety of class-rooms and extra-curriculars, including Clubs (being a Clique, y'all don't get a room).

Floors 80 and higher are, however, cordoned off for secretive reasons.

2.) Give me a suggestion for Sage's short personal scene (this is not a prompt for Sage, but Sage should describe the room.

You should probably also include some stuff for the next personal scene, Imp and Trouble.

Spot followed Sage back to his room, and when they came to the wall, he looked up at Sage. After all, only she could activate the netting on the wall that would allow the two of them to climb up the wall.

OOC: Well, I imagine that Imp and Trouble live in the dorms together (maybe the same room? or at the very least next to each other). Trouble's brother also lives in a dorm (but perhaps not in the same area - probably on the other floor). Trouble definitely visits her brother when she can, and definitely doesn't visit him just to hang out with one of his friends who she definitely doesn't have a crush on.

Anyway, yeah Trouble lives with/close to Imp and tries to spend almost every second with Imp. If she's not hanging out with Imp, she's hanging around her brother. I think that is all the info that should be included in information about her dorm life ... yes. Anyway anyway, time to include stuff for next personal scene.

As Trouble and Imp head back to their room(s), Trouble holds onto Imp's hand and stands as close as possible. She's still feeling very guilty and a little afraid from their fight.

Trouble mumbles quietly to Imp as they walk, "I know it's probably silly, but I still kinda scared from the fight, even though I know we're safe here. And I can't help but feel like I didn't do enough during the fight. I just ... I don't know, Imp. I'm worried I'm not good enough at this whole hero-ing thing."

OOC: Team Move: When one of you shares moment of vulnerability or shares a triumphant celebration without the other one present, mark a condition to mark a potential. So ... I think we both mark a potential regardless?
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OOC: Trouble, that'll be your team move. Please edit in the team move so we can all know the repercussions of it. :)