Realistic or Modern &nbsp; Shattered GLASS [A Modern Superhuman Story] (Always Open)

Doctor Nope · Jun 5, 2017

GLASS HQ- Main computer room
Lorenze Clearwater

"...Damn, that's fancy." Truth be told, Lorenze was a bit jealous that his tech would never be able to live up the the Red Devil's......and now he was surrounded. Escorted to the holding cells? Well, it didn't sound like it would be much of a problem. It would do no good to reveal himself now anyway.
"Alright, lead the way.."

But then the Red Devil decided to be an idiot, causing Lorenze to facepalm.

Sleepy Asian

WhipDing

GLASS HQ- High security cell --> the rest of the HQ
Erin "Ecto" Judai

Alas, Erin had already moved out of earshot before he could hear any of what Cinder said. Now walking around in the rest of the HQ, he was eventually notified that his physical health was not something to be too worried about. As long as he took care to make sure his rib's healing wasn't hindered and kept his respirator on, he should be fine in a few weeks. Nice. Now he could go home. He started walking towards the exit.

CrimsonEclipse

Mekuto · Jun 5, 2017

Drippi the gunsmith said:
Vermin Hans
The Merc wakes up in an factory in the inner city. Closed for now, but will open in 3 hours.
Very much not wanting to get up, he sits there for a good 20 minutes debating mentally, before slowly coming to a stand. Propping himself up on his stomach. He grabs his neck, the pain is sharp. He could barely look to his sides, but none the less he got up with his sore neck. He realized during this that he was wearing a suit. His jacket was unbuttoned. He felt a terrible hangover once he propped himself up on his elbows.
He can never own an house, or stay in an apartment without cash. GLASS is always hunting him, they have never sent the big guns at him yet.
"God damn supers... Ain't been but 3 weeks and already the radio is buzzing off about who they are going to send to kill me... Or try at least" He says the last part in a laughing tone. Talking to himself of course, but he almost wished the superior of GLASS could hear him.

The door out of the factory busted open. He had nothing but his colt .44 and a Kevlar vest under the suit jacket. In his hangover he never saw the Kevlar vest. Nor the 4 holes in the front.
"Military police my ass... Can't afford a caliber bigger than 9mm" he thinks to himself. Being on the street he buttons up the suit jacket to hide the vest and walks to the nearest bar. Asking Google on the burner he bought a while back. About a 10 minute walk and a bottle of vending machine water later he finds it. By the name of 'the tilten kilt'.
He walks in, and waves to the waitress. Who, as the name implies is wearing skimpy clothing. Including a 6 inch skirt and an undersized corset. He ignores this and just asked for a bottle of vodka. Giving the girl a whole bundle of 100's.(around 1,200 USD) She stares at him and begins to speak. He holds his finger up and states "Keep the change and get the vodka"
(Open for interaction)

Ulysses Vens

Ulysses had been stalking the streets of this city for weeks now, keeping his nose clean and his ear to the ground. Right now he was laying the groundwork and getting a feel for the lay of the land so to speak. To do that he need to get tabs on who's who, as well as some more sensitive information. The best place to find out about a city was at the local dive bars, and the Tilten Kilt was of those places.

Ulysses had noted Vermin the moment he entered the bar, a killer and a skilled one at that. By the time Hans had sat down Ulysses had placed him, when you've been in the business as long as either of them has word tends to get around. Without saying a word Ulysses took the seat beside Vermin, signaled to the waitress to bring two glasses and the bottle. He waited for the waitress to leave the drink before he moved, taking the bottle and filling both glasses two-thirds of the way. He took a long drink nearly emptying the glass then pulled out a pack of cigarettes, taking one for himself and setting the pack between them so that Vermin could help himself if so inclined.

"There are two things I want from you," Ulysses said after he had taken a long drag from his cigarette, "the layout and details of Glass HQ and for you to remain in the wind, and to that end..."

He trailed off as he reached into his coat and produced a Desert Eagle 50ae, the gun was a jet black and had no serial numbers or identifying marks. Just by looking at the weapon a skilled eye would see that it had been heavily customized. On further examination the full extent of the modifications became clear. Muzzle brake, fiber optic sights, recoil compensators, flared magwell, custom grip, and titanium parts to reduce the weight. The gun was well worn and maintaines, her action was smooth, beautiful. Somebody really cared for this gun.

Ulysses set the gun on the table and put two full clips next to it before gesturing to Vermin that he should take the firearm. He then finished his glass and sat there smoking waiting for Hans to make the next move.

WhipDing · Jun 5, 2017

Lisa Fleming - GLASS HQ

Lisa could see that the situation was coming... a little tense. The V-ranks had began to tighten up slightly, some of them grasping their rifles just a little more tightly than perhaps they had been a moment ago. This couldn't end well.

"Easy there... no need to for violence here, we're all on the same side..." She put her hand out in front of the vigilante, although considering his proven strength, this was more symbolic than anything. The V-ranks relaxed a little, although the one apparently in charge kept slightly nervous watch over them.. They might be acting on the Commander's behalf, but they still had respect for her as a superior.

Lisa turned to the Red Devil. "Don't worry, I've been through this before - more than likely the Commander himself is waiting for us in the holding cell... just to be on the safe side. I hadn't planned for you to meet him yet, but it is what it is. If we just follow them down, no-one needs to get hurt."

Sleepy Asian

Doctor Nope

Squit No. 19272809192 "Jeremiah" - Annabel's Room

The cup was raised up again, causing him to fall onto his back as he was leaning against the side. He couldn't see anything above him - maybe she was setting him free? Now was his chance, he just needed to--

The hand came crashing down out of nowhere onto his body, instantly turning it into a tiny red splat. His remains were nonchalantly scraped off into a nearby bin, quickly lost amongst the rubbish that filled it. And that was the end of that.

Daniel Reaving

Lappi · Jun 5, 2017

Mekuto said:
Ulysses Vens

Ulysses had been stalking the streets of this city for weeks now, keeping his nose clean and his ear to the ground. Right now he was laying the groundwork and getting a feel for the lay of the land so to speak. To do that he need to get tabs on who's who, as well as some more sensitive information. The best place to find out about a city was at the local dive bars, and the Tilten Kilt was of those places.

Ulysses had noted Vermin the moment he entered the bar, a killer and a skilled one at that. By the time Hans had sat down Ulysses had placed him, when you've been in the business as long as either of them has word tends to get around. Without saying a word Ulysses took the seat beside Vermin, signaled to the waitress to bring two glasses and the bottle. He waited for the waitress to leave the drink before he moved, taking the bottle and filling both glasses two-thirds of the way. He took a long drink nearly emptying the glass then pulled out a pack of cigarettes, taking one for himself and setting the pack between them so that Vermin could help himself if so inclined.

"There are two things I want from you," Ulysses said after he had taken a long drag from his cigarette, "the layout and details of Glass HQ and for you to remain in the wind, and to that end..."

He trailed off as he reached into his coat and produced a Desert Eagle 50ae, the gun was a jet black and had no serial numbers or identifying marks. Just by looking at the weapon a skilled eye would see that it had been heavily customized. On further examination the full extent of the modifications became clear. Muzzle brake, fiber optic sights, recoil compensators, flared magwell, custom grip, and titanium parts to reduce the weight. The gun was well worn and maintaines, her action was smooth, beautiful. Somebody really cared for this gun.

Ulysses set the gun on the table and put two full clips next to it before gesturing to Vermin that he should take the firearm. He then finished his glass and sat there smoking waiting for Hans to make the next move.

Hans took the gun first, putting the monster of an gun into his suit pocket. "Alright. I'll tell you right now. Get it out of my mind" he gulps the glass of vodka whole and starts to explain in an quite voice "The building has 3 main parts. A basement 'aka' the lab. The lobby, the part the public is allowed to see, and the upper floors, where the personal is held.The basement is only accessible from an elevator, which needs an key card to work. And the upper floors are able to be reached by stairs. But are guarded by cameras and automated sentry guns. Which detect if you have a key card and shoot those who don't. The lab as I know it has 3 sub-surface floors and a quarintine level underneath that. The upper floors are pretty much an office. Intel and files are on floors 30-50 in alphabetical order. Experiments in downstairs...
Anything else you need to know?"
He questions in mocking tone. The waitress comes back with a bottle of Marly. "Besides that. If you need combat help then don't just leave me in the wind."

Raku · Jun 5, 2017

ARK Safehouse

After wandering around the facility for a short time, Jaxson grew bored and tired of the lights. He couldn't turn them off due to the few other ARK operatives in the building. There really wasn't anything he could do about the discomfort of his neck. Starting to wish I wore my trench coat today he thought as he walked along, sticking close to the walls where the light was dimmer. Almost as if his prayers had been answered, one of the police scanners began to go off. Through the static he could pick out "bank robbery", "First National on Third Street", and "supers involved". Finally, something to do. "I got it" he shouted out as he made haste towards the entrance. Almost kicking the door open, he exited the building. The sun was slightly higher in the sky, which was going to make it a bit more difficult for him. Seeing a route, he begins to teleport closer and closer to the scene.

First National Bank on Third Street
Robbery in progress
Jaxson arrived with a sigh after a few teleports. He appeared just behind who he could guess the captain was. They were behind a large armored vehicle as gunshots were heard coming from the building. It wasn't that hostages were being executed, but the criminals were firing at police officers. These were not small arms at all. Illegal arms, possible AKs along with something bigger that was making some pretty big holes in vehicles. "Who the hell are you!?" the captain shouted at Jaxson. "ARK Operative. You can call me Shadow. Sitrep?" Jaxson replied. The captain scoffed. "Jesus. Alright, from what we can see there are 4 to 6 armed men inside. 2 of them have shown signs of powered abilities. One seems to be magnetic manipulation while the other is simply super strength. We can't get shots on them due to the magnetic man, and we can't get officers close due to some heavy weaponry, possibly a 50 caliber of sorts" the captain said over the gunshots. Jaxson peaked his head around the truck for a moment. He was looking for a way in. He saw a way into the alley next to it, but there was a small gap in the shadow. "Damn" he said under his breath. He then heard a helicopter overhead. Ding. "Get that helo to move about 30 feet down the street to create a shadow to fill that gap right there" he continued, pointing at his path. The captain gave him an odd look. "Why? Ah fuck it, Helo 1-2, move down the street to fill the road with a shadow. We have an ARK Operator down here who thinks he can get in" he said into the radio. The helicopter complied and moved to a position to cover his gap. Now time for the fun Jaxson thought as he readied to teleport.

This is an opportunity for GLASS characters to take notice and arrive on scene. Just to spice things up

Lappi · Jun 5, 2017

Drippi the gunsmith said:
Hans took the gun first, putting the monster of an gun into his suit pocket. "Alright. I'll tell you right now. Get it out of my mind" he gulps the glass of vodka whole and starts to explain in an quite voice "The building has 3 main parts. A basement 'aka' the lab. The lobby, the part the public is allowed to see, and the upper floors, where the personal is held.The basement is only accessible from an elevator, which needs an key card to work. And the upper floors are able to be reached by stairs. But are guarded by cameras and automated sentry guns. Which detect if you have a key card and shoot those who don't. The lab as I know it has 3 sub-surface floors and a quarintine level underneath that. The upper floors are pretty much an office. Intel and files are on floors 30-50 in alphabetical order. Experiments in downstairs...
Anything else you need to know?"
He questions in mocking tone. The waitress comes back with a bottle of Marly. "Besides that. If you need combat help then don't just leave me in the wind."

Mekuto · Jun 5, 2017

Drippi the gunsmith said:
Hans took the gun first, putting the monster of an gun into his suit pocket. "Alright. I'll tell you right now. Get it out of my mind" he gulps the glass of vodka whole and starts to explain in an quite voice "The building has 3 main parts. A basement 'aka' the lab. The lobby, the part the public is allowed to see, and the upper floors, where the personal is held.The basement is only accessible from an elevator, which needs an key card to work. And the upper floors are able to be reached by stairs. But are guarded by cameras and automated sentry guns. Which detect if you have a key card and shoot those who don't. The lab as I know it has 3 sub-surface floors and a quarintine level underneath that. The upper floors are pretty much an office. Intel and files are on floors 30-50 in alphabetical order. Experiments in downstairs...
Anything else you need to know?"
He questions in mocking tone. The waitress comes back with a bottle of Marly. "Besides that. If you need combat help then don't just leave me in the wind."

Ulysses Vens interacting with Vermin Hans
Tilted Kilt Bar

As Hans began to go over the general layout and defenses of the GLASS HQ, Ulysses created the mental image of himself sketching the blueprints. Once he had finished he would store the blueprints within his memory palace. Securing the information from telepathic intrusion and ensuring that he will be able to access when the need arises.

"No that's good for now," Ulysses said once he completed the mental exercise for the blueprints. He then produced what looked to be a simple flip phone and set it on the table, "it can access a ghost network, unused and unknown except by me and now you, keep it that way. If you are comprised hit the enter button three times and the phone fries itself completely. It's off now once you turn it on it will code to your biology if anyone other than you tries to access it will fry itself."

Upon turning on the phone Hans would find a single number saved in the device. Calling the number accesses the ghost network allowing the device to make undetectable calls and texts. Calling for information while connected to the ghost network would allow the user to access safe houses as well as arms dealers and black market operators. It became clear that Ulysses had spent considerable resources and time setting the network up.

Ulysses finished his cigarette and stood up making his way towards the exit, "I'll be sure to let you know when I need something shot or blown up." He said as he left the bar.

Exiting to the street he put on a pair of sunglasses and tapped in the side, a live feed of top stories and police reports filtered by his presets. He honed on and accessed the reports of the First National Bank. Ulysses made his way to the bank and waited to see what was going to happen.

Lappi

Lappi · Jun 5, 2017

Mekuto said:
Ulysses Vens interacting with Vermin Hans
Tilted Kilt Bar

As Hans began to go over the general layout and defenses of the GLASS HQ, Ulysses created the mental image of himself sketching the blueprints. Once he had finished he would store the blueprints within his memory palace. Securing the information from telepathic intrusion and ensuring that he will be able to access when the need arises.

"No that's good for now," Ulysses said once he completed the mental exercise for the blueprints. He then produced what looked to be a simple flip phone and set it on the table, "it can access a ghost network, unused and unknown except by me and now you, keep it that way. If you are comprised hit the enter button three times and the phone fries itself completely. It's off now once you turn it on it will code to your biology if anyone other than you tries to access it will fry itself."

Upon turning on the phone Hans would find a single number saved in the device. Calling the number accesses the ghost network allowing the device to make undetectable calls and texts. Calling for information while connected to the ghost network would allow the user to access safe houses as well as arms dealers and black market operators. It became clear that Ulysses had spent considerable resources and time setting the network up.

Ulysses finished his cigarette and stood up making his way towards the exit, "I'll be sure to let you know when I need something shot or blown up." He said as he left the bar.

Exiting to the street he put on a pair of sunglasses and tapped in the side, a live feed of top stories and police reports filtered by his presets. He honed on and accessed the reports of the First National Bank. Ulysses made his way to the bank and waited to see what was going to happen.

Lappi
Raku

Vermin picked up the phone and put it in another internal suit pocket. "Thanks. I'll be using this when the time arrives." He stands up grabbing the vodka and walks out to the street. He opens the expensive vodka and drinks it right from the bottle. Gulping it down.
However unlike most, he gets a buzz from half of the bottle. Most would be drunk, but he just keeps going. A few people stare at him, asking if he needs help. Thinking that he is homeless, or disabled.
He eventually turned on the phone after sitting in a diner. They were going to kick him out but he ordered 59 dollars worth of food and rubens. So they let him stay. He let it do whatever it needed too, then he turned it back off and called a contact on his burner. He didn't pick up so he just texted him

"Need an AKM and a new Kevlar vest by yesterday. 80% bonus for quickness if I pleased. Meet me next to Grouches deli"

Once he sends it, his food gets here right after and he eats an Ruben with his vodka. Boxing the rest up, and exiting the deli. He goes to the alleyway and waits.
2.0 miles away from bar, east. Eastern downtown.

Sleepy Asian · Jun 6, 2017

Alexander Rooker
Glass HQ

"Alright...." He said as he followed Lisa and the others. This seems fishy to him, why a holding cell of all places? He could've used a better place like his office, but nonetheless he obliged and followed.

WhipDing

Doctor Nope · Jun 6, 2017

First National Bank on third street
Erin "Ecto" Judai

While Erin was walking home, he came across a robbery in progress. How lucky. "Oh for God's sake..."
He put his goggles back on and switched to his combat jacket, the one with the GLASS logo and ID. He put his regular jacket in his side-carry bag before rushing over to one of the officers.
"Let's skip the introductions, just tell me what's going on."

Mekuto · Jun 6, 2017

First National Bank on Third Street
Ulysses Vens

Ulysses had been monitoring reports from the robbery as he made his to the bank. Stepping into an abandoned alley that connected to Third Street, Ulysses pulled out a flip phone and dialed 0. Instantly a voice appeared on the other end of the line.

"Requesting immediate dispatch package No. 9 to my location," Ulysses said looking to make sure the alley was free from prying eyes as he hung up the phone.

A few minutes later a VTOL drone flew into the alley and scanned the surroundings before releasing it's cache and flying off. Ulysses opened the case, checking it's contents. As intended the case held a combat trench coat rated for small arms fire, a Gilboa Snake double barreled AR 15, FN Five Seven pistol, DTR shotgun. The guns were all custom made with non magnetic materials and had been loaded with ceramic rounds. The case also contained 3 ceramic knives, two additional magazines for the guns, dragon breath rounds and a combat mask styled like an oni.

Ulysses put on the trench coat and holstered the weapons in it, he hid one of the knives in his left boot and the other two up his sleeves, before slipping the mask inside a large coat pocket. The coat had been specially tailored to Ulysses and designed for this purpose, once buttoned up the weapons did not show at all.

Once he had finished gearing up Ulysses stepped out of the alley and onto Third Street, he remained at the back of the crowd waiting for a chance to make his way into the bank.

Raku · Jun 6, 2017

First National on Third Street
With the opportunity now present, Jaxson teleported into the alleyway beside the bank. Re-appearing in another cloud of black smoke, he now stood out of sight from any of the officers and most of the bystanders. He was looking for a way inside other than the front door. Skylight? Maybe a roof entrance? That would be his best guess, but that would be a rather painful route. Rear entrance? No, too obvious. Roof it is. More and more shots were fired by the gunmen inside the building. He looked up before making a quick teleport to the beside the bank. He was just under the ledge so he could climb up. He did so and once he did he was met by the sunlight. It immediately began to burn exposed skin. "Fuck" he muttered through gritted teeth. Once on the roof with his feet set, he jumped to the bank before moving towards a roof access door. At this moment he noticed a drone leaving an alleyway across the street. It aroused some suspicion, but he had more important matters. He dropped a shoulder into the door a few times before it flew open. Met by soothing darkness, he stepped in. "Alright, lets do this" he said softly as he moved down the stairs. His neck and hands were reddened by the sunlight. He made it to the bottom of the stairwell quickly and was met by an array of electric systems. It was the lighting. Jaxson did a quick happy dance. With that, all lights within the bank shut off. Officers and the people inside, both shooters and hostages, were confused by this. He stepped out into the darkened hallway and was met by the shooters yelling over a few gunshots. "What's going on!?""Lights are off obviously!""Well go turn them back on, Stelo is almost done with the vault!""OK!". With that little conversation a man turned the corner and continued down the hall. Jaxson had hid as the man walked towards him. The man grew closer and Jaxson was ready to strike. Then, bang. The man was down with a short shout as Jaxson bashed their head against a wall. One down, several more to go.

Meanwhile on the outside, just before Jaxson entered, a GLASS operative had arrived and asked an officer for a sitrep. The officer turned towards them and immediately recognized the symbol. "Bank robbery sir. We believe there is around 5 armed men inside. Two so far have shown signs of powered abilities. One simply super strength while the other magnetic manipulation. We can't shoot them due to this. I did see our captain talking to a rather formal looking man a moment ago. They're gone now. If you want anything more go to the captain" the officer said before pointing towards the captain who was now confused on where the said man went.

Doctor Nope · Jun 6, 2017

First National bank
Erin "Ecto" Judai

Well, he obviously wasn't going to go straight in through the front. He circled round a bit and got to a window. The inside was dark now, so the thugs inside didn't notice it opening. His goggles switched modes to allow him to see in the dark along with pretty much all of the shooters that weren't being dealt with by Jaxson. Raising his fist up, their weapons flew out of their grasps and towards him. He grabbed one of their rifles and began shooting the ones closest to the hostages first, then started to gun down the rest. He had to watch out for the two superhumans, but it was still dark so they couldn't even see where their attacker was shooting from. And with them now unarmed, the only one that really posed a threat was the one with magnetic manipulation.

Mekuto · Jun 6, 2017

First National Bank
Ulysses Vens

Ulysses had cicled to an adjacent alleyway and climbed up the fire escape. Reaching the forth story he secured the oni mask to his face before jumping. He came crashing through the bank's 3rd floor window. Rolling as he landed, he leapt to the left out of the sunlight. Coming to a halt he brought up his rifle and tapped on the side of his glasses, which began outlining figures in the darkness. Ulysses rose from his crouching position and scanned the upper floor, one target moving towards the window from the farside of the room.

The supers were the main concern, disabling them had to be priority, but Ulysses had to deal with this one first. He crouched and waited for the robber to come closer as he entered the light he winced almost closing his sun ward eye completely. That was when Ulysses struck disarming them and hitting with an elbow to the mouth to stifle any noise. He felt the robbers teeth break as he let the gun fall to the ground, rapidly shifting behind the robber he suplexed them and rolled to his feet kicking the gun away. If they weren't the super strength robber they'd be out for hours and have a damaged spine to boot. Ulysses moved away from the window and began talking through the building, the powers and the sniper were his targets.

Raku · Jun 6, 2017

First National Bank
Jaxson had moved around a bit in attempts to get to the criminals without them seeing him, but he was interrupted by a stream of guns going down the hall. A look of instant confusion appeared on his face as he tilted his head to the side. "The hell?" he said quietly. Following the gunshots were a series pf gunshots. They seemed to have taken out any of the robbers in the lobby, except one. One of them ran down Jaxson's hallway. Jaxson turned to hide in the doorway. From the split second he saw the one "man" he noticed that they were relatively young. Jaxson ultimately assume that this guy was around 19 years old. As they were about to pass by Jaxson dropped a shoulder into him. They both hit the floor with a thud, but both quickly rolled to their feet. The boy threw the first punch at him. Jaxson put up his arm to block that punch, then teleported behind them and kicked the back of their knee. The boy feel to the floor before being thrown towards the lobby. Jaxson continued doing this until the boy was in the lobby. The lobby was dark enough for him to teleport in. The boy began to push himself back in fear. "Hey! Stay away, just stay the fuck away from me!" he shouted. Jaxson merely smiled. "What? Are you scared?" he said before making a teleport behind the boy. At this moment neither of them notice the man at the other end of the hallway. "Come on, the police would like to see you" he said. The look on the boy's face was a mix of confusion and fear.

Meanwhile upstairs, the super strength super was making his little escape with the money. He had caught a glimpse of the scene down stairs and he wasn't gonna leave here in cuffs. He made his way through the 2nd floor and towards the staircase to lead toward the next floor. As he climbed the stairs and turned to the 3rd floor he took notice to one man he didn't recognize and another one of his crewmates on the floor. "Alright bud, I suggest you get out my way before I have to break you" he said threateningly.

Doctor Nope · Jun 7, 2017

First National Bank
Erin "Ecto" Judai

Ecto's goggles switched from night-vision to simple flashlights. He went out the front door of the lobby and motioned to the police outside to come inside. He turned back inside and went towards Jaxon and the thug he had just caught.
"Do you know how many of them are left?"

Mekuto · Jun 7, 2017

First National Bank
Ulysses Vens

"I want you to know," Ulysses spoke through the oni mask as he took his glasses off and set the on a desk, "I'm not stopping you because you're robbing a bank it's because you are too stupid to have that much money."

As Ulysses finished the robber let out a yell and charged forward, he leveled the rifle and began to fire. With each pull of the trigger the Gilboa fired a ceramic round from each barrel, these rounds slammed into the robber but broke on contact. The combination of armor and dense muscle tissue prevented the rounds from penetrating, but damn would they hurt. As the robber closed in Ulysses carefully aimed his shot and fired at nearly point blank range, the two rounds slammed into his head and broke his charge.

For a moment Ulysses thought the man would go down, but he stayed on his feet and threw a savage haymaker. Ulysses blocked the blow slamming his gun into the oncoming fist, the gun's frame bent under the force of the blow. The robber charged again and tackled Ulysses, slamming him into a column. Ulysses grunted as the air was knocked out of him, he slipped the knife in his left sleeve out and tried driving into his opponents face.

The robber caught him by the wrist and dislocated his elbow forcing the knife from his hand. Ulysses muffled a pained yell as he drew the blade from his right sleeve and drove it into his attacker's shoulder, the robber threw his head back in agony as Ulysses twisted the knife in deeper. As the robber took a half step back, Ulysses left the knife embedded in his shoulder and struck him twice in the face, the first blow landed on the temple and cut the skin the second broke the strongman's nose, sending him staggering backwards.

Free from the man's grasp Ulysses fell to his knees, his ribs felt like powdered glass with each breath, he grabbed his left forearm and stifled a cry as he forced it back into it's socket. Knowing he'd lose this fight if it kept going he drew the shotgun and racked it back, he loaded one of the Dragon breath rounds into the chamber and took aim. The robber was half blinded by blood and tears, but angrier than ever he charged furiously at Ulysses.

Ulysses calmly leveled the gun and turned his aim slightly to the left before firing. As he pulled the trigger a bolt of fire flew from the barrel and engulfed the strongman's left side in flame. His charge stopped dead as he screamed in agony and flailed about, Ulysses walked up to him and used the shotgun's pistol grip as a bludgeon. Stinking just behind the right temple the powered robber fell to the ground unconscious. Ulysses seriously contemplated leaving him in that state but relented and stepped over to the watercooler, grabbing the tank and ripping it from the cooler he doused the flames.

Leaving the strongman out cold Ulysses retrieved his knives, rifle, and sunglasses before scanning the area. The fight was over the others who had entered had taken care of the rest of the robbers. Ulysses slowly made his way down the steps, even with his left arm cradling his ribs each step felt like a lighting bolt. Reaching the lobby he looked over the other two operators, at first he thought they were a bit flashy, then again neither of them would need morphine to sleep tonight.

"Big ones upstairs," he said to nobody in particular, "he looks worse than he is, but he might lose that eye."

Lappi · Jun 8, 2017

Hans found a van pulling up to the alley way. The vans back doors opened up and a crate was pushed out. A small one at that.
A mixed tall, skinny man with a glass left eye came out the the drivers seat. Shaking Hans hand.
"Thank you for your business. Papers please."
Hans grunts and Hanks him 4 thousand in cash. "Now buzz off. I'll call you if I need anything"
The mixed man went back into his van, driving off, the back doors closing on their own as he drives off.
He opened the crate, pulling the miracle of Russian engineering out of the crate along with all American Kevlar.
Vermin cut the old vest off. And slipped the new one on. Folding the stock and putting it back into the small crate. Carrying it with him. He had to make up for money he lost during most of his skermishes, and drunk spending. So a bank smash and grab was in order.

Vermin stole a car on his way of course. But he would not dare try to rob the first nation. GLASS uses it for dirty money and crime. So robbing it would have less than a 3 minute response time. (From his drunken guess)
So he drove to a small bank on the outskirts of town.
(Open for interaction)

Lappi · Jun 10, 2017

Drippi the gunsmith said:
Hans found a van pulling up to the alley way. The vans back doors opened up and a crate was pushed out. A small one at that.
A mixed tall, skinny man with a glass left eye came out the the drivers seat. Shaking Hans hand.
"Thank you for your business. Papers please."
Hans grunts and Hanks him 4 thousand in cash. "Now buzz off. I'll call you if I need anything"
The mixed man went back into his van, driving off, the back doors closing on their own as he drives off.
He opened the crate, pulling the miracle of Russian engineering out of the crate along with all American Kevlar.
Vermin cut the old vest off. And slipped the new one on. Folding the stock and putting it back into the small crate. Carrying it with him. He had to make up for money he lost during most of his skermishes, and drunk spending. So a bank smash and grab was in order.

Vermin stole a car on his way of course. But he would not dare try to rob the first nation. GLASS uses it for dirty money and crime. So robbing it would have less than a 3 minute response time. (From his drunken guess)
So he drove to a small bank on the outskirts of town.
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Midtown bay bank, 17 miles away from police station.
City response time by car: 15 minutes
Helicopter response time: 4 minutes
Vermin put a black sock over his head cutting holes for his eyes. He could get an actual mask but he was in a rush. Grabbing a can of spray paint on his way out. Spraying the camera on his way in.

He barged into the bank firing off 3 shots into the air. People at first ducked down. The security tried to fight back, pulling their pistols. He shot 2 of the 3.
"Don't be a hero, or you'll end up like these assholes"
The clerk pressed the call button. He heard the alarm goes off and he immediately shoots the clerk by accident.
"Damnit! Time to hurry" Vermin mentally scowls at himself for his actions. He cracks the door open with a well placed kick and goes into the deposit boxes. Prying them open.
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Mekuto · Jun 18, 2017

Ulysses put his sunglasses back on and tapped the side, the glasses began to filter throught police reports. A moment later the report of a robbery at Midway Bay Bank, it was flagged by the glasses due to the proximity of the phone he had given to Vermin.

"Tsk, there's another robbery down by the bay," he said to the other, "someone else can handle that. I suppose these supers will be going the glass holding facility? If we are done here I'm going to go get a drink and maybe a doctor."

As he began to make his way out of the bank, he began to think of the pieces he had in play and wondered how the game would turn out. These two would have a say in it before it was all said and done, he knew that.