Desperate Times (Prowlers & Paragons)(Accepting)

[Sara Sidereal]

Professor Science
Location: The hallway
Condition: System checks nominal
Party: N/A

Health 3 | 3

Hayden removed a small section of wall plating above the laser emitter with his fusion torch and set it aside, then cut the power supply to the beam. He didn’t bother doing this for the security camera; instead, he just cut it off its mount. Finally, he approached the keypad and touchscreen panel, deciding to study the touchscreen first.

 

[Magnum]

Redeemer​

Location: Alley near the BC Hydro Power Plant.
Condition: Uninjured and focused.
Party: N/A

Health 5/5

The Redeemer lowered the microphone, his mind formulating, modifying, and discarding plans of attack as he processed the new intel he'd intercepted. With his free hand, he removed the microphone's wire from his helmet, the mechanical *click* of decoupling grounding his thoughts, resolving the way forward in his mind's eye. The police had done their job. The only ways in through the surface necessitated either incapacitating or dodging the snipers, neither of which seemed particularly easy given his resources and timeframe. Besides, like the good sherrif said, a single shot could endanger the whole operation. He idly placed his hand on the handle of his blade. No, there was only one reasonable way, even if they were watching the cameras.

As he walked back towards the nearest manhole cover, he raised the microphone again, intent on tossing it back into his van, but hesitated. It had already proven useful once, who's to say it wouldn't be useful again? He wrapped the machine's cord and placed it in a gear loop, before swiftly drawing his crowbar and placing it at the edge of the sewer's cap.

 

[Neon Valkyrie]

Hastielle​

Location:BC Hydro Generator Complex C - Rooftop
Condition: Nominal - Embarrassed
Party: P Practically Philistine

Health 4/4

Hastielle saw her chance as Brey's claws jammed their way between the door, her hard-light crowbar slipping into the gap and forcing them further open. Between them, the mis-matched pair forced the thick, steel doors back into their pockets, forced the hallway open in a shower of sparks. The young woman fought a swell of excitement that tried to escape from her chest as a giggle-fit. Needless to say she'd never broken into a government building with a dragon before, how was she going to focus on getting a normal job now?

Pressing her fists to her hips as the crowbar disappeared, she offered a proud grin to the dragon man, and gestured for him to proceed ahead. It seemed only right, he had arrived first.

((Sorry it's short, we're on the verge of combat.))