OOC: Don't post just OOC somments in the RP thread that's what the discussion thread is for.

IC: Zinx stared at where Shade had landed and debated wether to break stealth and get a stick to poke at Shade. He decided against it and instead began to climb up a fire escape toward the roof. Things were getting intresting and he wanted to know what was happening.

Sparks got on one knee right next to Hunter. "Woah, you okay man?"

He glanced back at where the thing had flown, and turned slightly towards it, not fully standing. His left hand suddenly became illuminated by lightning arching between his finger-tips, and warping around his hand, with stray sparks bouncing off.

When the sparks hit the "floor", there was an audible sizzling as the charge expelled itself.

"What the crap was that?"

And when/if it comes back, can I zap it?

IC: Shadi flattened himself out and exited through a sewer grate, climbing a building wall to get a better view. Once he reached the top, he saw Shade lying unconcious on the roof. Stretching his arm out and grabbing the other metahuman, Shadi leapt down and flung himself into the sewers. "I found this one on the roof of the old community center. Let's take him." Shadi ran down the tunnrl and took a right turn, motioning Shockwave to follow. The soon reached an abandoned subway station, totally devoid of life. In one corner was a sleeping bag, a TV, and an old bag of Cheetos.

Sealing the slash on his arm, by cauterizing it, Hunter gave an audible cry of pain then answered Sparks. "Yeah, I'm fine, but that wasn't supposed to happen. It was almost as if the light became solid for a moment, weird." Then coming to his feet Hunter started to brush his cloths off. "It's definetly been an interesting night," he mused. Then turning to Sparks he said, "So I see you have power over electricty."

Ooc: Yes, but is their a bean-bag chair?!

Nevermind. Inside joke.

Ic: Shockwave shook his head incredulously. Great, now there's two of them. he thought to himself. "What, is this guy your long lost cousin?" he asked.

He pryed one eylid open and looked into the red eyes. "He has a concussion." he informed Shadi. "The best thing we can do now is try to wake him up, keep him awake, and hope he doesn't suffer any memory loss."

OOC: Jaguar, Shade was in an ally, not on a roof. SAAM, Shade can't have a cuncussion because he has no blood, bones, or organs of any kind. Thats why he dosn't give off body heat.

IC: Shade's eyes snapped open and he jumped away from Shadi and Shockwave.
After a quick look-around Shade guessed what happened. "Well, long time no see brother." Shade said with amusement. "I see you've found yourself a traveling cohort."

Shockwave shook his head again, saying "Dear God, They are related." Snapping out of his momentary doldrum, he looked to Shadi and said, "Well that takes care of waking him up..."

Zinx thought for a minute. Trying to think things out instead of running into a fight or anything. He decided to scout the area ahead first. He looked to his left hand this time. "Do it" he said and watched as the cable snaked out again. "I need......binoculars." the cable snaked into his bag and into his laptop. Returning with a pair of rather generic binoculars. He realized he didn't bother to specify where to get them so he would have to hope they got some good ones. He put them to his eyes and found them to be quite simply pure crap. He threw them away letting them dissapate.

He looked at his hand again and let out a sigh "This time get some good ones." He thought for a moment "Errr Sam fischer" This time the cable snaked into his GBA bag and returned with the trademark Splinter Cell goggles. He placed them over his head "A little snug." Then he remembered they weren't binoculars just nightvision. He sighed again "Guess I'll just have to make due." He continued foward.

OOC: Whatever.

IC: "Greetings brother." replied Shadi. "He turned to Shockwave. "I've a whole stash of stuff in the bathroom over there, and we're technichally only half-brothers." He stretched his hand into the batroom, the door having been knocked off it's hinges, and removed two more sleeping bags, a stereo, and a bag of stolen cash. He set them down and turned on the TV, flipping to the news.

Shockwave watched the news stories of the day: The President commenting on the "Metahuman Crisis," A bank robbery, with the police blaming a Metahuman, Metahuman roundups taking place across the nation for questioning.

He began to pace back and forth angrily. "Those Goddamn Normies! Every time something goes wrong, who do they blame? us." He gestured for emphasis. "Did we ask for the plant to melt down? No!"

He pointed at the screen as a green skinned metahuman woman was being uncerimoniously shoved into a police cruiser. "You see? the whole damn thing has become a witch hunt!"