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Octavia Rook

She army-crawled until her fists were pounding sand. Cover was no longer an option, and as soon as Octavia made herself known, Ferro was going to turn his mount one-eighty degrees. Dark green on desert sand was the farthest from stealthy in her current circumstances. Her only chance at getting the drop on the behemoth was putting her new powers to use, and pushing them farther than she had yet, at that. Footsteps were bound to get her caught, so naturally... She had to reach him without touching the ground between them. An impossible feat for humans, barely possible for some sapient alien species, but thankfully, well within Octavia's repertoire. She pushed herself up off the ground and took a knee in the sifting, uneasy earth. Mentally, she imagined a ball of steel in the place of her heart, then pictured it becoming lighter and lighter, as if its very elemental composition was changing at her whim. The idea of holding the ball in her hands didn't so much as make her hands tense up in anticipation, because she knew it was as light as air. And now, so was she.

Octavia dug her feet and hands into the sand, and with all the strength she could muster, her broad, powerful body pounced. In a blink of an eye, she was a dozen meters up and climbing and jetting forward with just as much speed. Did I overdo it? Am I flying, am I gonna fall upwards into space? She wasn't truly worried, because she had enough control to reverse the process she just underwent. It was just easy to let the mind wander at such heights. Eventually, she decided enough was enough, and that it was time to ground herself. Very, very quickly.

She closed her eyes and conjured the image of the steel ball in the place of her heart yet again, and called for it to return to its originally dense state. As soon as it reached that point, she demanded it go even further. The inanimate mass obeyed, compressing inwards and creating more mass at the same time, becoming exponentially greater in size. Until her 6'8", suddenly five-tonne body came barrelling down at breakneck speed. Octavia landed boots first, right into the hunch of Ferro's metallic back. Nowhere near enough to incapacitate him, but enough to push him, his triceratops, and Octavia into the center of a crater of her design. Something any seismograph worth a damn would pick up.
 
Mint Blaun

Mint found herself on a large circular platform floating in the middle of outer space. For a brief moment Mint was panicked and immediately tried to hold her breath. How could she even end up here?? She thought she got kidnapped and then thrown away but then she noticed that her feet was planted firmly on the platform. There's gravity. Slowly, she tried to breath in. She didn't feel anything. She could inhale air but it didn't feel like she was breathing. Was this a dream? Her thought was cut off when several voices started to echoing directly into her mind. It's like several people whispering on both of her ears at the same time. A very uncomfortable kind of ASMR.

Welcome...

Welcome...

Welcome...

Welcome...

Morphic...

Morphic...

Morphic...

Field...

Field...


Ranger...

Several figures emerged out of nowhere. Each of the figures were simplistic faint pink sillhouettes with different shades. As if they're supposed to represent different people. As they're starting to appear their whispering got louder and sounded more like gibberish. Mint's eyes widen as the figures closing in to her and she vainlessly trying to hit them with her hands. Their intelligible voices soon turned into a unison chanting and got even louder as they got closer. Mint could now make up what they're saying, but the sight of those figures around her just make her wants to cower and close her ears. It's her worst nightmare: surrounded by strangers!

Zord on...

Z or don...

Z ord on..

Zor don...


Z o r d o n....

Z o r d o n....

Z o r d o n....


Then the next thing was really absurd. The platform got hit by an entire orbital system. Mint was sure she got hit by a red star. The moment she opened her eyes, she was back in her room. Floating upside down above her bed with flickering pink energy covering her entire body. She could see her kittens hiding under her blanket while meowing in concern. Her heart was pounding hard and she felts like could explode anytime, quite literally. Slowly but surely, she was able to stabilize her directional orientation and calmed herself while landing on her bed then gave her kittens a big hug to reassure them. The pink aura around her started to fade as she finally returned to her normal condition. She didn't understand what happened but she hoped something like that wouldn't happen again. Her hands were trembling but she forced herself to change her clothes from the pajamas she usually wear indoor to her oversized coat. She wanted some fresh air. Opening the door, Mint found herself in the shared lobby and spotted Jason, Decker and Piper conversing with each other.

"I'm walking my cats." She only glanced at the other persons briefly before walking quickly towards the exit. Her eight kittens obediently following behind her.

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The triceratops’ head was severed from it’s body as both Octavia and Ferro passed through it from the force of her blow. A great force striking him in the back and causing Ferro to plummet into the earth was very low on the things he was expecting to go wrong today. It had been some time since he felt a blow with such magnitude, in fact it had been before Rita had taken him from his whole planet to be at her side. On his home planet, strikes that powerful were commonplace, and he felt a strange sense of nostalgia when the pain came. With the woman still on his back, he began to rise up on one knee, pebbles clinking down his metallic body from where they had settled on top of him.

“Well, hello to you too,” he said, finally standing all the way up. Despite the attacker’s weight, he rose up as if she were nothing more than a backpack on top of him. He then examined the bloody heap of viscera which used to be his mount. “Poor Mambi.... Mambi was my grandmother’s name. I named this creature that because it was gentle, and strong. Why did you kill it?” He asked, turning to face the woman casually. His voice was a low grumble which reminded one of the sounds of an avalanche. His eyes were nothing but sunken pits into what seemed to be a metal shell holding it’s black mass of energy inside that was his spirit. His face was mostly expressionless, but the thick brow over his eyes was a tad wrinkled and furrowed at her. All the while he spoke, rough ore protruded from the earth in chunks. Slowly it separated itself from the stone, and gathered in his hand into what eventually came to be a javelin the size of a small pine tree. It was nearly ten feet on both sides of his grip.

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Decker Grayson

Jason clearly needed an ear to let it all out and though Decker wasn't necessarily glad to be the one to listen, listen he would. Restraining himself to the point of keeping his commentary internal was probably better than firing off every smartass comment in this case, too. 'Ah, so you're takin' this pretty rough, huh? Must be new at leadin' or he had way too much faith in some schmucks who hadn't worked together. And no one asks to die, pretty sure none of the agents asked to die, or the criminals that have been executed, or the people caught in the crossfire.' The comment on how he should have known better certainly earned a wry smirk from Decker. 'Yeah, he's new at leadin'

Any advice he would have tried to give was halted by the suggestion to train. A suggestion that Decker was very much in favor of, if only for the chance to send Jason to the floor. However, before he could get up or respond, he sensed someone at the door and tried to warn Jason. "Yo, there's someone at the..." Piper's yelp of surprise told him enough about the situation. "...door. Yeah." The self proclaimed best-at-everything entered the room was clearly trying to seem unaffected by him. It wasn't working too well. "Hey Piper." He gave her a wave and a smirk. Of all the people he was forced to be near, Piper was probably his favorite.

Once she got going on theorizing why the Zero Star got modified by the Ranger powers, the explanation itself made sense to Decker. Jason's look at him got a raised eyebrow and a look that translated to 'Did you not?' Explanations aside, he was ready to spar with his 'leader' and maybe learn how to summon that armor. "Alright, Red, let's get this going then. And I know where that room is, I've been usin' it." Then Mint walked in with the horde of kittens. "Does anyone else find that a little strange?"

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Octavia Rook

What little experience she'd had unofficially cracking skulls as opposed to doing it professionally, Octavia had relished in with ease. Surprise, surprise, most people didn't get back up after being slammed with a tonne of force in the small of their backs. But this guy was different. Whatever hardcore space rock spat him out and threw him into Rook Supermax had to be full of all sorts of nasties if his people had evolved into such an intimidating species. She was just a human with an edge. The stunt Octavia just pulled would've turned an SUV into a floormat, but all it did was accidentally kill his mount. Stuck between being somewhat impressed with her own abilities and worrying about the implications that came with Ferro simply shrugging her off, she made her recovery and got back onto her feet. "Sorry about... Bambi. I was aiming for you. I'm afraid you dragged yourself out of all that rubble for nothing, Ferro, I'm bringing you back in. You're not done with your sentence," Octavia spoke through the voice-changer in her helmet as he armed himself, watching the way the weapon formed itself. In a strange way, she felt something of a kinship with the alien. There was always a weird respect between two heavy-hitters. Ass-kicking was like having matching tattoos.

"Nice piece. Mine's cooler, though." Octavia extended her hand out to her side and held it wide open, beginning to envision the formidable maul that had introduced herself to her during her very first adventure in vigilantism. It came as easy as envisioning the area immediately around her with open eyes, now. A black glow formed itself in the pit of her palm, and from it, emerged the almost magical-seeming hammer. For someone who'd gotten significant use out of it, it was funny how little thought she'd given the weapon. A freak accident giving her powers was one thing, but what did a matching hammer mean? Her thoughts occasionally wandered to the prophetic, but that always felt unlikely. Being a tall, (ex) privileged, amazon was enough luck for several lifetimes, stacking a 'the one' prophecy on top of that felt like sticking a maraschino cherry with a heroin needle. Overkill.

But then, here she was. Squaring off against Godzilla's shorter bully. Individual grains of sand began to orbit the head of her hammer as she lifted it. It was clear Ferro wasn't about to be going down because of a dozen measly swings. But hey, maybe a few hundred. Octavia made herself and the hammer as light as possible and charged forward, before ramping up her density at the very end. The swing landed squarely in his midsection, sending a cloud of sand swarming them both from the resulting small implosion.
 
"Um... Okay," Said Jason, waiving at the Pink Ranger as she passed through the living room. "We'll be in the training room if you want to join in," He mentally shrugged and turned back to Decker, who was giving him a look. "Alright, don't look at me like that. Sorry I'm not as readily accepting of cosmic-magic-technology as the rest of you," He said, laughing at his own expense. "Let's get over to the there, See ya Piper," Said the Red Ranger as he lead the way to the simulated training room. Piper gave a half hearted waive over her shoulder and sipped the coffee she had brought. She then tried to get Mint's attention, dribbling a bit of it on her shirt.

"Shit, Mint! Wait! I've got something to show you after I'm done here. Would you stay close? I'll be five minutes," She asked, desperately wanting to pet all of the cats walking past.

"Yeah, that did seem strange," Commented Jason later in the hall, swiping his key card to let the two into the Rumpus Room. "I mean, she doesn't seem one for small talk, but something was definitely on her mind. And this time it probably wasn't whatever's on our minds, she seems to be used to my random conspiracy theory knowledge flooding in by now. Tell me you weren't thinking of her naked," Said Jason with a wide grin on his face as he entered. The walls and ceiling were some sort of advanced simulation screen-holder of glowing lines. Jason called out to the room, "Warehouse, filled, docks, earth, 1946, New Jersey," He stated simply. The room began to generate structures around them, many half assembled wooden boat implements, lumber, and cargo now littering the large warehouse nearly half the size of a football field they occupied. Into the wide windows near the curved ceiling wafted the smell of the sea, and the sound of gulls crying. "I don't know about you, but I like the vintage when I can get it," He then put his hands together in a praying motion, his armor glowing and forming around him instantaneously, with his helmet coming into existence last.

"The first time I summoned it, I was leading a raid on an Opium den. It came about on it's own right when I was about to be shot. After that Piper said it was most likely linked directly to our fight or flight responses. I've been summoning mine with a combination of meditation techniques and picturing my own death, and that seems to work. Since you and I have dulled senses of danger, I'm guessing you haven't been in enough to warrant your armor manifesting since you got your powers. Soooo," Jason formed a small red sun on the tip of his index finger, and flicked it like a booger at Decker's chest. It was tiny, yes, but if he didn't summon his armor now he'd end up with a punctured lung. Jason wasn't simply a villain in disguise, however. The room allowed the users to experience realistic fights to the death while safely using simulated bodies, as well. Their regular bodies were standing motionless, with the data being downloaded into their brains harmlessly.

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Ferro reacted in kind to Octavia's charge by backhand swinging his Javelin to meet her hammer at the crux of it's arc. While the force he generated was enough to stop it's motion, the thing left a Hyperdense Maul-shaped dent into the summoned Javelin. Ferro looked at it with the same mildly-concerned expression as before.

"Hm. You are indeed powerful, woman. On my own planet, the only sentence is death. If you want me to go back to your silly house again, it will have to be once you've released my spirit back to the realm of my queen, so I may continue to serve Rita in the afterlife," He then yanked on his entirely-metal spear, with the Maul still lodged into it's warped notch she had created. He was attempting to pull it out of her hands, which would have been quite easy had she been a regular human. With the added weight she and the weapon had now, it could be much harder than he anticipated.

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In the mountainous area ahead was a park ranger station with five occupants. Suddenly, one of them who had been napping started awake when a slight rumbling knocked a photo off the wall which hit him in the face. "WHATHEFUK!!!" He said, rubbing the red mark on his head. The other men all looked at each other, each now distracted from their various tasks. They all hurriedly climbed the stairs to the viewing deck, expecting to see a stampede of Brontosaurus or something of similar size. When nothing obvious presented itself, one of them pointed to the scar in the land of the desert which bordered the mountain range. Some sort of crater. "What the h*ll is that?" another park ranger pulled out his binocular camera and viewed the spot.

"Holy fuck, there's an alien fighting a... woman in S.W.A.T. armor? I think... She doesn't look like SDF though. What should we do?"

"Report it, moron! They just caused a d*mn earthquake!" When the two clashed their weapons again, a second rumble was felt, and all the park rangers sprang into action. Some pulling out satellite phones, others rushing downstairs to find wall-mounted-models.

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Valencia Silva

Valencia crafted her image meticulously to appear as nothing but a simple, somewhat self-absorbed, influencer. The young woman did enjoy the attention a little bit, but she was just playing a character. By putting a little dash of make up on, doing her hair little, and up playing her personality a smidge she would secured her mask. "Whoop whoop! So my crops are selling like hot cakes! Now.....Who do y'all think I should get with!?" Valencia tried to always interact with her audience and invite them in on the decisions. Playing 'Mechanew Valley' was an easy way to destress from her impending responsibilities and insecurities. It was simple and interacting with her followers was keeping her mind grounded. With a couple hours of relaxation she was ready to face reality again," So.... my peoples. I think I'm gonna end the stream here. I mean.... we did just kill our cheating ex and used his churned body as fertilizer." Valencia attempted to keep a straight but she snickered as the comments poured with similar sentience of he deserved it," Hehehe, alright my Units! I'll drop a survey on my page to see where we should go from here, but I do hope you will join me next week when attempt to climb the ranked ladder in....SUMMIT LEGENDS!" With a kiss and two fingered pose her stream ended. A few key strokes afterwards, Valencia's self-made program began to chop and edit the video to the most interesting parts for a shorter video.

Valencia joined her grandparents in the living room with a sullen face. She was met with her grandfather cooking, or to be more accurate: pretending to cook," Tito, were you ease dropping?" The young woman looked at her grandfather with loving but all-knowing eyes as his actions betrayed him. As Angel awkwardly stumbled over with a loving and apologetic smile," Nieta....Valencia....,"He bent down a little to meet her eye to eye then embraced her," I know you are scared. It's OK, but you need to step up to the plate and swing!" Valencia crumbled into her grandfather and buried her face into Angel's torso. A few minutes later a mumble could be heard coming from Valencia," Well.....Nieta you have sacrificed so much for OUR vengeance, but we let you," Regret rippled through his voice," You DO know how to talk to people. You do it every day.....as that character you pretend that isn't you. Just remember that 'she' is a part of you that you can draw upon at any time!" By the end of his speech Angel's regret was replaced with love which brightened his granddaughter slightly. Valencia very audibly groaned as she turned to head back to her code cave. As she got prepared to leave she was ready to either break under her own insecurities or give up an opportunity to further her goals.

Valencia styled her hair into two low pig tails as she got a notification that her video editing was done and was being to uploaded," She is a piece of me....," She mumbled to herself as she put her glasses on and cracked her knuckles with a smile. Her fingers floated across their stage bringing their audience to Valencia's eyes. The code was her audience and she always held their attention until she stung. With a final tap of enter she sent off a simple greeting ,"The Yellow Ranger is coming!" and locked a couple of doors, of what she speculated was their HQ, just for kicks. Valencia didn't know if this was appropriate but the only way she could be confident was behind a screen and in a fight. With her phone in hand she would be able to track where the HQ was and be able to alter her course if necessary.

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Mint Blaun

"Okay. Tell me." Mint stopped on her track and followed Piper. She just stared at her in silence before she spoke another words.

"You can pet them, if you want. Except Death Bubble, he dislike contact with people." Mint glanced at her kittens and they immediately line up cozily as if waiting to be petted by Piper, though there's one white kitten with several black spots who didn't join into the line and was busy licking his paw instead.

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Piper looked away from her computer screen and over to Mint.

"No, no, trust me, it's better if you see it," She then ran her fingers over the keyboard briefly and started the software update she had come to install. She was just about to get up, when a message appeared on the screen. "The Yellow Ranger is on her way..." Piper read aloud, "But, we don't have a..." She did some more typing to attempt to retrace the hack, and cursed under her breath when she was met with failure. Upon checking what other systems had been hacked into she noticed all the exit doors had been locked. "Come on, let's go down to the labs. You may need to use this present sooner than expected," Piper put her finger to her ear and spoke into her communicator, setting down the fluffy calico she had taken into her lap.

"Faunt we have a situation," she said standing up and leading Mint outside the penthouse and into the elevator with a quickened step. "there's been a security breach of our systems,"

"What the f*ck do you mean a security breach? We have the best firewall on the planet, literally," Said Faunt,

"I don't know, meet me in the lobby, I'm heading to the labs with Mint now, we'll be right behind you," She switched channels and contacted the front security desk, "This is Piper, I need every available security officer watching the entrances and standing by for an intruder, no one in or out, copy?" She nodded as the person on the other end gave confirmation. The elevator opened into a large single room with windowed offices on the other side. Lining the left wall were shooting ranges and areas taped off for weapons and equipment testing. To the right were tables of half finished or disassembled weapons. On the one closest to Mint and Piper was the Zero Star - XX79 plasma rifle, and next to it was a bladed weapon shaped somewhat like a fan blade. It glowed with plasma in it's core, and when piper pressed the center it opened up to reveal four more identical blades. The giant chakram Mint had requested was right before her now. "The rest of your list is... still on hold... more or less, but there ya go. One giant plasma throwing star. A touch from you should morph it into S tier, like you did with the Zero Star. You should be able to make it disappear and reappear at will, like you can with stardust."

Some of the other researchers stopped their work and marveled at the well behaved hoard of cats surrounding the women.

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In the lobby, Faunt had just stepped off an elevator himself. The security team had posted several individuals on the inside of holo-barricades with their weapons trained on the front door.

"Status report," Said the aged officer.

"No sign of anything yet, sir, but we can't get the door open. We've tried every key, manual overrides, nothing works,"

"Well, eyes peeled gentlemen,"

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Octavia Rook

Meeting his eyes and planting a foot on the union of both their weapons, Octavia glanced at her hammer's rear. The propulsive rocket went off and dug the javelin into the sand, as well as fused their arms further together. "You talk too much, and I'm taking you alive," she growled, stomping the metal under her boot once more before starting to climb. "And just for making me chase you through a dinosaur sanctuary... I'm not letting up until you call the sole of my boot your queen." Her body grew denser with every foothold she managed to claim, eventually prompting her to rappel sideways and onto his back to make him support her weight. Even more was transferred to her forearm and fist, which Octavia reintroduced to Ferro's vertebrae (if he had one).

Even with the force of her forging-press punches, the big bastard wasn't going down. Every dent she put in his back was inconsequential, and it took every ounce of flexibility she had to narrowly avoid him reaching behind his back and tearing her off. Eventually, she reached the hunch, where Octavia put her arm around his neck and into a headlock.
 
Mint Blaun

Mint followed Piper silently as they made their way to the armory. The ruckus about their system being hacked or some doors being locked didn't seems to bother her. She simply didn't care enough for that and was too eager to see what Piper had for her. So of course she was happy when she saw a couple of new weapons for her. The kittens started meowing together as if they're singing a praise for Mint's happines. Taking the giant chakram with her hands, Mint gently rubbed its surface until the plasma core in the middle change its color to bright pink, just like what she did with Star Zero yesterday.

"Spin spin spin. Gather, mix, scatter. I will name you Blazar." Mint toyed around with the object by making it spin and cutting a few dummies in the range, when she gave the weapon a name it shook for a brief moment before it suddenly split into five pieces, in which each of those five pieces then transformed into a Stardust. The round drones looked at Mint's direction before vanishing into bright pink light. Mint didn't exactly know what she just did, but she somehow understand.

Star Zero, she already converted it in the last mission but she hadn't claimed it properly. It was too big for Mint to lift with her hands so she just make it float as she rubbed its body.

"A star that turns everything into zero. The biggest explosion humanity ever seen. Supernova." Mint wanted to test the true power of her new weapon but of course she couldn't do it here, too risky, she would need to save it for later. As Mint finished giving it name, the massive plasma cannon rattled and then split into eight parts. Similar to the previous process, each part transformed into a Stardust in which it then vanished. Mint silently stared at the space where the cannon was and seemed to be pondering about it.

"I remember... in the first game I made. I used similar acquisition system. Must be coincidence." She talked at herself before shifting her attention towards Piper.

"You said I need to use these present sooner than expected... I'm ready to blast the hacker into nothingness." Mint said with an excited look her face, something that was rarely displayed by Mint. "The general location of the hacker, if you can at least point me to that I can scan the minds there to find the real culprit."

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Valencia's confidents slowly, but surely, began to deflate as she got closer and closer to the SDF,"AHhhh....Maybe I should have brought Tito's cookies......They always break the ice," She always chattered to herself when she was anxious. It was her way to comfort herself a little but it didn't always work. Valencia pulled out her phone and seen their was not a single response, but they did try to trace her location,"OHHHHHHHh.....,"Her body began to shake a little as she realized what had done," I-I-I-I just hacked their system! They probably think I'm some underground idiot attempting a preemptive strike before the Yellow Ranger shows!!" The self aggravated moans were met with multiple stares from strangers. Valencia wasn't dumb, as she did have a image to protect, so she was would always leave with neck gaiter and hat of some type, but this could give her a very ominous appearance.

"I-I-I-I could apologize.....That's what I'll do.......," With a few taps at her instrument the locks disengaged for the building," Why am I so awkward.....It's Tito and Tita fault!" The wails of frustration were almost never ending but it at to stop as she came face to face with her objective. The atmosphere was suffocating to Valencia. Maybe it was the lawful aura the SDF projected when she was so used to operating in lawless zone, and out there she was by law: a violent criminal. This kind of ate at her but she knew they couldn't take the power of the Ranger away from her without killing her and she wouldn't go down with out a fight," Now...all I have to do is...walk...through the door," Valencia stood in place with her eyes closed and a smile," Throoough the door...That I locked...Damn!" She figured they would probably be ready for anything and she was something they probably wouldn't expect.

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Decker Grayson

A wide grin danced across Decker's face as he and Jason entered the hallway, waving at Piper as he left. "Are you sayin' our 'Fearless Leader' has a bit of trouble adaptin' to the random powers we've gained? Ain't you supposed to be an agent?" The thing that got the grin to escape the situation was the comment about what he might have been thinking about. "If that's what you think's runnin through my dome, you have seriously misjudged my taste in women, Red. All the emotions of a dead fish ain't my type. Also, conspiracy theories? Really?" Decker looked to the Red Ranger in complete bewilderment as they entered the room.

Within the Rumpus Room itself, Decker began stretching to warm his muscles up as the room changed before his eyes. "Not gonna lie, that's kinda cool." He could even smell something vaguely salty in the air that he couldn't quite place. The internal map he had of the area changed to what he could now perceive, even if it took a second for his awareness to catch up. While Jason was expositing on how to summon the armor, he managed to pick up on what was going to happen before Jason flicked the solar bogie at his chest. Instead of the intended result of summoning the armor, the projectile seemed to distort and avoid Decker entirely. The practiced rogue smirked at Jason. "C'mon, you didn't think it would be that easy, right?"
 
Ferro roared as his back was taken. Apparently his people knew little of grappling, considering the thrashing and flailing he was doing attempting to get the smaller woman off of him while she climbed. Finally she locked in a headlock, and he grabbed at her arm around his neck. After unhanding his spear which was pinned to the ground, with his other he was able to lock her shoulder to his where they connected on his back, making disengagement impossible. The metal man leapt backwards, and during his arc went parallel with the ground. A moment later, he and Octavia both plummeted into the ground with yet another shockwave reverberating from their battlefield.

The combined weight of her enhanced state, as well as the metal behemoth’s own, caused another dust cloud of sand to kick up. Though the sediment would allow for a bit more cushion than solid earth, the newly christened black ranger was sure to be looking rough by the time Ferro sat back up and retook his footing.

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Piper smirked at Mint’s blind confidence, not feeling the same thoughtless certainty she was. Nonetheless, she nodded in affirmation before she lead the way to the lobby.

“Sir, we’re on our way to you now. What’s the status on the front door?”

“Nothing yet Piper, but we have every exit covered. No way anyone is getting inside without us knowing, where the f*ck are Decker and Jason?”

“In the Rumpus Room, sir,”

“Getting a bit of training in, can’t fault them for that, alright. Do you think we should pull them out?”

“Well to be honest sir, I’m not sure this is an enemy,”

“What do you mean- ah, stand by,” Said the officer as he took his finger off the button to his communicator. Just then the front door had clicked, and outside the fogged bulletproof glass was the figure of a woman. Some of the men with rifles trained on it relaxed, but Faunt snapped at them. “Look alive! The Witch could have anyone in her employ, no slackers,” the men refound their posture and looked on. The Witch had become Rita’s official code name in the recent months. Just then Mint, Piper, and a hoard of cats stepped off the elevator and into the lobby. Piper extended her arm towards the door, as if it needed another gun barrel aimed at it. Out of her lab coat sleeve extended what looked to be a small plasma pistol, about the size and shape of a common derringer.

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Jason’s posture looked rather perturbed at his own thoughtlessness. He smacked the forehead of his ranger suit as if to shake out the stupid ideas.

“Right, fuck, spatial distortion. Well, I felt bad about attacking an unarmored opponent, but you’re a ranger too. I guess it can’t be helped,” He smiled a devilish grin behind his mask, and extended his arm directly out to his right. In it, materializing with some of the staff in front of his chest and the rest directly to his side, came his crimson scythe. The massive blade nearly made an arc with it’s point parallel to the small of Decker’s own back. As such, it required only a small movement to yank it across the breadth of the two attempting to chop his teammate in half now like harvesting so much wheat, both hands gripping the staff of his large weapon for more torque.

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Decker Grayson

The massive grin playing across Decker's face spoke volumes. "Yeah, almost like you've got a genius on payroll who put together a detailed file or somethin'." Still, as the scythe formed and positioned itself for a bisection, there was supposed to be a point to this, other than annoying Jason. Instead of trying to warp the scythe out of the way, he focused inward and attempted to summon forth his armor. 'So picture my own death? Man, so many ways I could have died. Let's do a review.' He began trying to rapidly cycle through images of his own death as Jason swung.

Instead of armor, the only thing Decker got was searing pain as the plasma scythe worked its way through his spine and midsection. Simulated bodies or no, the pain alone stopped Decker from trying to picture his death and moved back to expediate the bisection and get it over with. Once he felt the blade pass through him entirely, everything went white. It took a moment for his eyes to readjust to the Rumpus Room's baseline and the fact that he was now on the floor. A quick look told him the simulation itself was gone with the usual screens and glowing lines replacing the dockside warehouse. Realization hit him like a spaceship from orbit. Rolling onto his back, a bitter laugh left his lips. "Of fuckin' course. Red Hot Chili Pepper can do it after almost bein' shot, and I can't after bein' cut in two." He stood up slowly, his usual smirk taking on a different tone, as he turned to face Jason. "I'm gonna say that's enough of that for today."

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Mint Blaun

Mint treated other people's mind like a pool of dubious toilet water. She wouldn't mind glancing at its surface and tell you how many and what type of shits she saw but would refuse to dip her hand or dive into it unless absolutely necessary. She tried to mind dive once, It was an overwhelming experience for her. As if some grime sticked to her and refused to be cleaned, as if that grime becoming a part of herself.

Fortunately, things like aggression, malice, killing intent or any other emotions that denotes threat were easy to pick, Mint could tell if someone meana harm or not just by a mere glance. This person on the other side of the door? Not a threat. The person was more confused and scared right now but Mint was more concerned about her cats. They might be scared if they heard gunshot so she commanded them to line up and walked back into her room, and that's what they did immediately. Now her precious kittens had been removed from any potential harms, Mint shifted her attention back to the scene and decided to do nothing. See how that person handle this situation, if they got shot by the guards that's not her fault.

"Piper. Sleeve guns, I want it too." Mint got distracted when she glanced at her weapons.

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Valencia could cut the tension she was feeling with a knife. Instead of rushing in to her death she would attempt to offer peace. Stepping to the side of the door she leaned against the wall and opened the door," E-ee-excuse me....Uh.....I'm s-sorry for hacking your system...,"Her voice was loud but very meek and shaky," I have p-peace offering!" Valencia choked out the last few words as if her life depended on it. As she was talking she got a sharp pain in her head. She could feel faint impression of something or someone in her head and she knew it wasn't her own thoughts, but she had more pressing matters.

Since Valencia couldn't look into the building without her head getting shot off she figured it would be better take other measure to see," Just in case, I should check how many people there are....and their weaponry..."She whispered to herself as she hacked back in to scan the cameras. They were obviously well equipped since they were a police/military force. Electricity began to crackle from her hands slightly as she placed her palms back in the building. Valencia had practiced with her powers a little, mostly in dangerous situations, and had figured out how scan metallic and ferrous objects could get an idea of layouts and people. She wasn't planning on fighting since she was technically on their side but self-defense was another story. With a little focus she attempted to home in on just the room. The electricity danced through the building's outside wall into the entrance. It shouldn't have affected anyone but she wasn't entirely positive since she did use that on people she wanted to hurt before.

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Octavia Rook

It occurred to Octavia a little too late that perhaps the hold she had Ferro in was fated to be infective. Enhanced weight be damned, there really wasn't much she could do to choke someone who was essentially made of metal. Briefly, she envisioned cranking up her weight far beyond what she already had to drag him down to the sand, but dismissed it as soon as the realization that she'd get crushed beneath him followed. Unfortunately, Ferro had the same train of thought. And he was a lot happier with the end result. With ease, the alien locked Octavia in his own hold, prompting desperate, but futile pulling on her part, as if fully disengaging her arm from her torso was an option. She was trapped. All that was left to do now was take her licks and hope her armor did something more than act as a skin-tight coffin.

The freefall ended with the two of them orientating themselves horizontally, as she expected. Octavia had a short glimpse of her hammer buried in Ferro's javelin and attempted to call to it, but its cooperation was limited, simply jiggling a little in response. A yelp escaped her just before they hit the ground, and almost as if in slow motion, the plates of her armor in the back and front began to compress into her. Her head turned, the force-resistant visor of her helmet broke against the ground from Ferro's sustained weight. As did several of the plates that made up her chestpiece. While most of the affected parts simply fractured or broke off, a single sharp edge of compromised armor dug inward on impact, stabbing shallowly into Octavia's side.

With shaky legs, she emerged from the place where they landed. Octavia's broken visor allowed for her bare eye, gently irritated by sand, to meet with Ferro's. "Look at that... I'm still standing."
 
Jason Scott Lee

"Ohhhhhh shit, I'm sorry man," Said the Red Ranger, holding out his hand to help Decker onto his feat. "Maybe I should have switched to a two instead of a ten. Hey, let's get something to eat, it'll help you calm down from the addreniline if you think you can handle something on your stomach. I've died a few times in the simulation, but let me warn you it doesn't get much easier," Jason gave a somewhat nervous laugh.

Jason then walked to the door and typed something into the projected keypad. It slid open from the solid cyberspace it was before, revealing the hotel-esc hallway with the elevator and the door to the penthouse. When he did his communicator flipped on, and he saw a message from Piper on the band of his wrist, 'Hacker in the lobby, Yellow Ranger?' The same message read on the band on Decker's wrist.

"What? A hacker? That's quite out of character for a hacker to come to their mark's location, feeling up to a trip to the lobby Grayson? It doesn't seem urgent or Piper would have overridden the simulation and pulled us out," Said Jason over his shoulder as he called the elevator with the press of a button. "I can fill you in, we get quite a few false ranger claims, but I'll admit this is a bit weird," The elevator almost silently rose into place and dinged as the reflective door opened, shedding a little more light into the somewhat dim hall.

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"Alright, stand down everyone," Said Faunt to the guards and surrounding agents at the declaration of peace. Piper had already put away her weapon and winked at Mint without answering her before advancing to the door herself, well ahead of Faunt's orders. "Ma'am," The lead officer in the room continued, "You'll understand we'll need you to unlock our exits and come in with your hands above your head, this is a Law Enforcement Agency after all. You have our attention, what's this peace offering you're talking about?" Said Faunt in a reasonable but firm tone. Piper pulled on the door less like opening it to see an enemy and more like a mother answering the door for an expected guest. She smiled warmly at Valencia and nodded her head for her to come inside. The agents had all relaxed as well, and some whispered like schoolboys at the new girl's arrival.

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"Yes, that is most impressive," Ferro put his hand out behind him slightly as he turned around with slow lumbering steps. The crumpled stick of metal that was once a rough javelin shape seemed to liquefy on his command, and gather onto his hand. After a moment it became more like a boulder on the end of a small tree trunk that was his metal arm. He swung it at Octavia's middle in a speedy uppercut, or rather faster than the metal man had moved up until now, that is. "For insulting my queen by comparing her to your footwear, however, will be your death warrant,"

The sound of a roar in the distance could also be heard, as if some great beast of Earth's history had taken the challenge that was being put out by these two titans clashing so close to his den. A hunting ground is hard to come by after all. At the park ranger lodge not too far in the distance, the occupants had been watching on silently rooting for Octavia to succeed. When they heard that roar themselves, they began to panic.

"That's not good," Said a young recruit wilderness expert, "Do you think that was the,"

"Yes, the Spinosaurus," Said the elder man in the group, "If she goes on a rampage, she might wipe out the population of herbivores in this area. We may lose a few species forever," has the SDF been notified?"

"Yes, I have them on the phone," his female counterpart commented.

"Fill them in completely. We have more than just an Alien going wild here. A natural emergency is in their jurisdiction as well,"

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Valencia shakenly entered the lobby with her hands up and an awkward smile," Hello! Hi! I-I-I have a direct link to the Underground Network's hidey holes. The ones you potentially have are mostly fake to throw you off their trail. There are a few real ones on there but those are usually posted to get rid of competition, and I also have evidence for a few of your friends behind bars." By the end of her sentence she had dropped her hands and pulled the information up on their holo-screens. Valencia's stature was small but her claims were big. She knew that they probably wouldn't trust her but the main attraction hadn't been shown.

Looking up, she turned to Faunt,"I know you don't trust me, which is reasonable seeing...as I did h-h-hack your system," Valencia chirped out faintly," BUT! I have been tracking a few major hitters, more specifically the Rook escapees...,"She looked from Faunt to Mint to Piper and back to Faunt, as she inched a little closer to Piper. Valencia felt the openness from Piper and was immediately drawn to her. Pointing at the holo-screen," The streets are talking and it ain't nothin' good! Some people are speculating that their going to cause some mad chaos, and that does not sound fun." The screen filled with multiple pictures of grunts, lieutenants, enforcers, and leaders within the criminal world. The last of the data was on the most dangerous of the escapees, including Ferro, but there was not much. Valencia somewhat shrunk back down," It's a little harder get information on them. The only thing I know is someone was tracking...personally."

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Octavia Rook

An alloy boulder wasn't hard to keep track of, nor dodge, but that was Octavia in the zone. When she was focused, she had the edge to spot a pellet grenade being thrown back amidst a grizzly prison riot, catch it, and palm most of the burst with nothing but the gloves to her riot armor. But human howling was a simple sound. Whether it was out of fear, ecstasy, or reverance in chaos, at least it was something Octavia could envision. But despite spending so much time around alien wannabe-warlord tyoes, there was still lots that could throw her off her guard. The sound of a vicious, cold-blooded abomination waking up from its afternoon nap was pretty high on that list. Combined with his newfound swiftness, she had only begun sidestepping when the brunt of Ferro's new 'hand-mace' hit her straight on.

She flew backward, spinning out on the sand and tumbling into her wounded side at least twice before coming to a still on her back. "Come on... I'm calling you, already... Do what I want!" she barked at her maul, trying again to summon it back into her hand. Upon her second failure, Octavia stood back up again, forced her breathing to calm, and centered herself. She cycled through all the imagery she used to call upon her powers with closed eyes and opened her hands. Before she knew it, the familiar weight was back in her grip. "Thanks, girl... Now help me finish this."

Octavia called upon the biggest implosion she'd attempted with her hammer to date, a function she still didn't fully understand. She called upon the propulsive rocket in its rear to fortify her swing. Finally, she called upon whatever Ferro hadn't smacked out of her yet. She really wished she didn't get out of her grass patch bed that morning. Octavia charged the alien brute, boots packing sand into itself from the impact and weight of her footsteps, and jumped so they were eye level. She eyed him for a second through the crack in her helmet before swinging, aiming with all she had towards his head.
 

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