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Post by Gear on Apr 20, 2011 1:51:59 GMT -5
Well, the conversation transformed itself to barely a trickle to quite the babbling brook. Lee arched an eyebrow as the banter continued and almost rolled his eyes as halfway imagined he could almost see the hormones roiling off the pair of them if the conversation continued on like this. He was surprised but not displeased when the suggestion came up to have him put on a little show for whoever happened to be keeping an eye on them, which no doubt someone was in this place. The other teenager chimed in with something that was either an eagerness for combat or a twisted sort of chivalry.
"If the lady wants to dance, I'll gladly indulge her." Lee explained with a shrug was carried over into the suit he wore but less accentuated due to the bulk of the armor's frame."Or our harmonious sinner here can cut in if he likes."
"Any one of you or all of you, I don't really care. I'm hardly one to jump through hoops but if we are all going to be working together we might as well have an idea of what we're each capable of and-as ever- showing is always better than telling, don't you think so?"
Mid-way through his statement, his face plate-clicked into place and the suit left stand-by mode and stood totally ready for whatever was to happen next. |
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Post by Pyro on Apr 20, 2011 12:37:02 GMT -5
"Well aren't you boys eager?"
Pyro smirked as she rested her hands on her hips while looking over towards her supposed team. After all, it seemed that this would be the group she'd be paired with for a long time to come. Still, it seemed like she had a choice to make. Who would have the first dance? The blonde, the devilish emo, or the techno wonder? Each had their strong points physically, yet she didn't know their true potential that hid behind that. So, she simply did the most logical thing, she winged it.
"How about this? Considering that blondie had asked me first, I let him have dibs. Which would mean that whatever is left out of the match between you two will get seconds. Because trust me, there's enough of me to go around..."
Pushing a loose bang of hair from her eyes, she looked towards Scorn as she walked around him, lightly tapping his forehead as she passed. "The name's Pyro baby.....Save the pet names for after class. Because I'm about to school you...."
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Post by Scorn on Apr 20, 2011 14:34:34 GMT -5
Scorn stood there as everyone seemed to understand where he was getting at. The display would prove what we could all do in action better then boosting about it. He listened as they all mostly agreed with him. Then Pyro said she would take him on, grinning at himself as she came up to him tapping him on his head.
"Well in the means of being a gentlemen, Ladies first. Hope you fight as good as you look." He began to extend his senses out, getting into his fight mode. He loved getting some practice in, it was what only made you stronger. Learning of your on flaws, while bettering your strengths. |
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Post by Ira on Apr 20, 2011 18:09:26 GMT -5
The teen just stood there for moment, thinking over what his next course of action was to be. Usually he wouldn't partake in such silly activities, but it had been such a long time since he's actually polished his skills. However, he wasn't exactly sure if this was an appropriate place to test himself against The Invincible Ironfail. "Working together?" The concept went right over his head, especially when he didn't particularly care for any one of the others in the room.
"Ira. Latin for wrath, the seventh deadly sin." The teen smirked. "Although I am wrath, I am a bit greedy. I don't share very well." With a flick of his right wrist, a small flicker of white light emanated from his right hand before a black sword appeared within his grasp.
"You're welcome to strike first. I'll give you that courtesy." He said while looking over at the tin can with a rather displeased look in his eyes. How silly, to hide in a piece of machinery.
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Post by Gear on Apr 20, 2011 18:46:48 GMT -5
"Do as you please," Lee said, waving a hand dismissively to Scorn and Pyro. If it didn't involve him he didn't care what they did. Although, he did suppose their was a mild curiosity in seeing what they were capable of but he could check the rooms cameras and his suits sensors could record if needed.
His attention was instead focused on his own challenger. It would be interesting, in that he wasn't sure what his opponent was capable of but then that was all part of the fun, wasn't it? There might be a slight disadvantage in that his suit wasn't much of a mystery but at the same time it had a few tricks up it's mechanical sleeves that weren't readily apparent.
Ira, as the other man introduced himself did tip his hand a bit as a flicker of light brought about his own weapon. Normally, Lee might have scoffed at the notion of someone using a sword. It was, after all, one of those hopeless little romantic notions that some people just couldn't let go. On the other hand, a weapon was a weapon and as someone who built such things he knew that a well-made blade was quite efficient and elegant when used properly. More interesting, perhaps was how it got there. There were a myriad of possibilities: teleportation, atomic transformation, hard-light construction, illusion?
The list went on. The use of a sword, however, hinted at augmented physical ability. After all, it was a sad fact that the best trained human in the world couldn't do much with a sword against most superhumans unless they had a edge, if one pardoned the pun.
"I've never had much of a problem with wrath," Lee mused aloud by way of response. "Pride, perhaps. Though we do have greed in common."
"I go by Gear, for obvious reasons." He stated simply. The large hands on the suit flexed their mechanical fingers in subdued anticipation. He took a few easy steps to distant himself from Pyro and Scorn. He continued to face Ira as he moved until he finally planted himself in a suitable spot.
Several heartbeats passed and suddenly one of the shoulder cannons flared to life and fired off a large beam of energy with an electronic zap and crackle. The beam sizzled through the air squarely towards Ira's position. |
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Post by Pyro on Apr 20, 2011 21:10:25 GMT -5
Abby still had her back to Scorn, looking over her shoulder with a smug expression as she watched him prepare himself. He seemed ready for what was going to come, but only time would tell if that was true. Laughing lightly as it seemed that the first strike was hers, she let her hands rest at her sides as she suddenly became covered in an aura of crimson flames. Still looking at him with her back towards him, she swiftly turned herself around as she sent a blast of fire towards him before moving to the side and dashing towards the young man in a full charge.
"Careful what you wish for!"
After closing the distance between the two of them, she extended her leg in order to kick Scorn in the chest. |
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Post by Solo on Apr 21, 2011 3:08:42 GMT -5
Solo had been recently recruited to the H.I.V.E academy because one well nobody knew what to do with him because he wasn't entirely stable. The second reason was that he had lot's experience with super powered beings like the Martian Manhunter, Daedalus, and some weird robot guy that was for all intent's, and purposes trying to kill him. Solo thrived off of destruction, and he figured that he might as well give this a go. Even though he had been here for a short time he already had high marks in each of his classes. Well this was also due to his abilities which were above par. That was an understatement.
He was very well confident that only the man of steel himself would be able to hurt him. Solo wished that, that particular superhero was still around because he wanted a challenge. However he had been ordered by the headmistress to come to this place for a special get together, and he was whistling a happy tune as he walked through the corridors towards the meeting place. There were four other people that he was going to be forced to work with. While he preferred to work alone he figured he could give this a shot, and if they aggravated him enough he could just kill them.
Walking in to the meeting place he saw many things at once. He saw a girl about to kick a guy, a man in a giant mechanical suit, and another boy with a sword with a cannon being fired at him. So they are all fighting guess I can just jump right in.. with a sadistic gleam in his eyes he held up both of his hands, and he created two shields that were shaped like rectangles. The first shield was to block the girls kick that was aimed at the first boy. The second shield was made to block the cannon attack.
Tilting his head to the side he gave a very loud maniacal laugh that seemed to echo through the room. There was a boy in here however that looked curiously like him. Shaking his head he turned his attention back to the others in case they decided to converge on him. His giant bustersword was strapped to his back. It was seven feet long, and three feet wide. In all actuality Solo hoped that they would all attack him because he would need a challenge. "Awwwww you guys started without me that isn't very nice.." he said in an almost childlike tone, and one could mistake him for a kid if the hint of psychotic wasn't in his voice.
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Post by Scorn on Apr 26, 2011 22:57:00 GMT -5
Scorn took only a second to see she had already attacked him from both sides. As soon as he was about to counter the attack, two shields pop up in front of him. Taking a couple of seconds to recover to this new obstacle. Rolling to the side he dodges the attack coming from behind. It hitting the side of the shield along with Pyro.
He stopped and took in what was causing this, while keeping an eye on Pyro's current location. He never let his opponents get the best of him. Always working to be one step ahead. "And who might you be? Were just working up a sweat." He tosses a glance back to see if Pyro would come up as soon as he made a reference to her. |
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