Radio City 3.0: Free-form Superhero RP

Uagen gave Jet a much shrewder look than a bumbling, stuttering alien doctor would normally give. He opened his mouth to say something, but Lutecia beat him to the punch.
"Seriously, Jet," she said, her annoyance clear from her voice, "while I do look like a ten-year-old, do I have to remind you that it's just that — looks? Do you think I was born yesterday? Do I have to remind what happens to overly trusting people when there are supervillains around? Do I—"
At that point, Tia pulled Lutecia's sleeve, and the older girl closed her mouth. Uagen, who was fidgeting with his tail while Lutecia ranted, finally had his chance to say something.
"Do you. Um. Think. Uhum. That I'd lie. To. Um. Yes. To you?" he asked. "What, um. Uhum. Why. Yes. Why would I. What'd be. My interest?" he said.

Jeff's car slid to a halt in front of The Johnson and Johnson Bank, Radio City Division. He placed a hand over his eyes for a moment, leaned back and sighed. "Haaauuugh, fuck am I doing with my life? No nemesis, no boss... Fhuuhhhhhck, jus gotta get this done, get this done. Use the cash to buy groceries, treat myself to something nice."

Jeff took a deep breath and slumped forward, tossing a bag onto his shoulder and the Cannons onto his arms. He slapped on his shades, then stopped awkwardly as he remembered to put on his coat too. Finagling the cannons around on his lap, Professor Holocaust tossed on the flame-covered, ill-fitting coat, the Cannons over that, then popped out of the car. His expression unusually dull, Jeff kicked the door open and spurted some fire into the air. He groaned again. Better make this quick, the sun was starting to come down. He estimated about an hour left of daylight.

"Huughhh, dunnobodymovethizzuhrobbryfillthebaganyoudoangedhurt..." he mumbled glumly, throwing a cash bag at the woman behind the counter. "And please hit the silent alarm, I'm sort of freaking out here and need a new nemesis or something to fight. I just torched Gum-Girl like thirty minutes ago, stepped on her throat a few times, I need a new enemy, get me?"

The teller did as she was told, hitting the silent alarm before running back to the vault to open that up. The rest of the civvies put their hands on their heads and crouched down. Routine. Boring. Bored. Jeff slumped forward and sighed. Should have made bombs instead...

"Uhhh... well..." Jet said, trying to get away from the situation. One of the many things he learned in life was to never stand around when a woman was pissed at you. It was doubly so when that woman could light things on fire with her mind. However, a chance came up when the paper clip AI appeared in his HUD, alerting him to a bank alarm several blocks away. "I... I have to go, duty calls." He started to walk backwards towards the front door. "You... you need a lift, Jerry?"

"Don't you dare running away like that, Mr. Kane," said Lutecia. "It looks suspiciously like a worthless excuse..."
Tia pulled Lutecia's sleeve again. "It's not polite to shout at people like that, mommy," she said quietly. Lutecia blinked, and looked at Tia. The golden-haired girl stood impassively, waiting.

"Actually," Jerry began, backing up just as Jethro was doing. He hadn't met too many pyrokinetics outside of Lutecia, but he was well aware of the risk they presented. "I would like to ride around the city a little more. Y'know, just to get my bearings 'round the city."

Even though good sense told him to drop the issue, the Gentleman Avenger could not help but try to stick up for the armored officer. "And don't be too hard on Officer Kane," he chided a stern-looking Tia. "He's just doing his job, keeping on the lookout, is all."

"Very true, very true," Jet said, opening the door and starting to go outside.

edited 3rd Oct '12 7:04:42 AM by nman

Lutecia sighed in frustration. Men, she thought. "Come, Tia," she said aloud, "let's go home."
The shapeshifter nodded, and the two girls began to walk toward Lutecia's house.
Uagen shrugged and closed the door after them, returning to whatever he did before Lutecia and the rest appeared on his doorstep.

Right before the door closed in their faces, Uagen saw Jerry waving in his direction.

"Thanks for the check-up, doc," he called out. "I'll come back if anything else happens."

He bid Tia and Lucetia good bye as well, even if he was sure they didn't respond. It didn't matter. They were as close to the old friends he'd made in his career fighting evil that simply boggled the mind.

He then turned to Jethro. "Hope you don't mind if I tag along with you, officer. After all, you did just save my life back in the museum."

A soft swoosh, and something dropped into the pavement behind Jet and Jerry. Were they to turn, they'd see a black-armoured, tall woman — the one Jerry knew as The Black Orchid, silently observing them.
She was wondering what the detective — for she observed Jet enough from a hidden room in the tea-ship — said that made her sister shout at him like that.

"Yeah," said Jethro, "I need to know what your files say about that fish, but I've got a take a detour before the tower." After remotely starting the car and giving it a quick glance to be sure that nothing had been tampered with, he jumped into the driver's seat as the passenger door of the vehicle opened on its own. "Get in. I'm in a hurry."

"Hang on a bit, chief."

He almost didn't detect her entrance. However, with Jerry being his particular brand of Gentleman Avenger and all, he knew a little something about the quiet entrance. Smoothly, he turned in place to meet the cool eyes of the first person he'd ever engaged in conversation since arriving in Radio City.

"Orchid," he said by way of greeting. "Care to join us?"

edited 3rd Oct '12 6:14:43 PM by mantlemask

The Black Orchid nodded — partly as a greeting, partly in agreement. It seemed that that attack by that fish-person moved the scales quite a bit, and so she was obliged to do some good, and that duo — the Gentleman Avenger and his companion, which looked like a cyborg, seemed like a good start.
"The Balance requires that I will do so," she said.

Jerry clapped his hands. "Splendid. Simply splendid."

He grinned at her as he seemingly flowed towards the car and opened one of the passenger doors, ushering her in. When she'd finally taken her place, Jerry hopped into the seat right next to Jethro and fastened his seatbelt. "Let's roll, Costello!"

"Woah there," Jethro said, irritated. "I'm not a fucking metro driver. You either tell me who the hell she is, or your friend can find her own ride."

edited 3rd Oct '12 7:33:02 PM by nman

"Oh," Jerry paused. "Thought you knew her..."

He recovered, not well, but recovered nevertheless. "Sorry 'bout that. Anyway, my friend here," he gestured with a palm towards the new arrival. "Is the Black Orchid. We met the other night. Got me out of an odd spot, she did."

edited 4th Oct '12 12:22:41 AM by mantlemask