"It is fine. For much of my life I have received insults such as that."

Bolt then continued to eat his pie in silence.

“That’s one hell of an offer, thanks.” Joseph smiled. “I shall take you up on that.” Joseph held his hand out in friendship.

"Avant, or it's more oftenly used form avant-garde, is a group active in the invention and application of new techniques in a given field, especially in the arts, or used as a adjective it means of, relating to, or being part of an innovative group," Ulric lectured. "Uh sorry about that I slipped into lecture mode for a second. As for espionage I think I can handle most of that, and I have a few tricks of my own." He eyed the food but decided against grabbing anything. After all he wasn't even hungry.

"You all bring up very valid questions.Yes essentially you will be my strike force. Striking where the government can't. In fact your first mission is going to involve one of the military complexes doing Neosapien testing. It isn't too heavily guarded but the mission won't be for another week. All the details will be explained then." He looks at Bolt, "Yes Bolt I am aware of your dislike to killing, But don't worry. I will never try to force you to kill. In fact I would like there to be as little killing as possible. Most of your enemies are will just be men doing there job and what they think is right so Rendering them unconscious will do just fine. I know it may become impossible but I Hope you will all do your best."

The sleeper Looks over at Thomas. "As to information on your brother. I hadn't planned on that, which I must say is something of an oddity. I can probably find something for you, but it may take me some time before I have any leads for you. As to all your concerns on how your lives will be effected. You will be well paid for this. However I want you all to keep your jobs, Cutting back hours may be advisable as missions may come suddenly from time to time. Those of you still in school and living with your parents. Well apparently you have been discovered as being in need of Special attention in school. So you will be having a very full schedule. You will find a man has already contacted your parents about it. He is very persuasive, So as long as you don't go around telling your parents and school teachers you are in a Secret organization, you shouldn't have a problem."

The sleeper smiles slightly,"now for the fun part." Lights click on in the ceiling and the room become quite well lit. At the same time the Walls, on the left and right sides of the room; slide down into the floor to reveal an impressive sight. Five alcoves behind each wall hold Among a few other things Suits, each alcove has a different name on it. One that corresponds with each person. "All of this has been created specifically for your use. "

"Mark, Or should I say 'Ghost'. I have developed a suit that That contains your body heat making you invisible to temperature sensors. As well as a Stun Baton with a shielded shock end, to make its effects almost invisible. It delivers enough power to knock all but the most resilient men unconscious."

"Petoral or 'Mentalic' as you call yourself. In addition to your protective suit, which protects you from all that light your body finds to harmful. I have supplied you with small tracking devices and explosives. I think you'll find them quite useful with your abilities. There are ten of each concealed inside your suit."

"Thomas or 'Meld'. I have supplied you with a suit that when melded with, will make your skin like Iron. Which as you can imagine is great for defense."

"Alexei A.K.A 'Bolt'. Your ability to increase your strength with electricity gave me a marvelous Idea. Your suit has a very powerful and compact battery in the back of it. Also the entire suit is laced with Wires that have metal connection points on the inside of it. Each point connects with a different muscle for maximum efficiency in dispersement. And the beauty of it is the battery is charged by your own movement. You see the gloves, they have generators in them and as they are shaken by your fighting, or even walking, it creates an electric charge that is stored in the battery."

"Alex, 'Noke' if you prefer. Your control abilities, while impressive to say the least, Do leave you at somewhat of a disadvantage. Your suit has its own built in stealth and protective technology. It won't make you invisible but it is made up of a government material called 'smart skin'. It changes color the way a lizard dose to match its background, it can even go as far as matching the basic patterns on walls. It also has a P.A.F.F. Or Personal Area Forcefield. It will only last for ten minutes before it is drained of power but it will repel almost all force directed within 3 inches of you body.

"Brian, Also called 'Dragon'. I am sure you can imagine whats so special about your equipment. Your Suit is 100% Flame proof. Well up to 1,250 Degrees Celsius (2,000 F.) anyways. Its also stretches Quite largely in the chest area, so as to allow maximum inhalation."

"Ulric, 'Luminarium'. Your Suit has the same temperature containment as Marks. Yours however has a built in EM generator. The Battery in your suit should power that as much as you could need."

"Joseph 'Geos' Flint. Your Suit is made out of a silicon, though you wouldn't tell by touching it. It will be able to change into any substance you can, In theory anyways. It should work, I just haven't had the ability to test it yet.

"Job Creatively also called 'Spout'. Your suit has a small tank on the back of it and hoses running down to your arms, it is designed with your power in mind. You can use your abilities to make the water emerge from the tubes and also force it to stop. Your belt contains five more smaller capsules. Each capsule contains highly pressurized water. With the push of a button the water can be released and, well I'm sure you can think up a few creative uses."

"And last but certainly not least. Edwin, For you I have a variety of objects. First I would like to point out to you the Belt, It contains Everything From explosive disks to smoke bombs to An extending shock baton. In addition there is a book and set of files there I think You will find Highly enjoyable. They were shall we say, liberated, from a government science lab. They contain all the latest information on Bio tech and Cyborg creation. Not to mention the nano-technology used there in. I'm sure you can use all that information to fashion yourself an even more powerful and versatile arm."

"Now if you will all do me the Honor of donning your equipment, There is a button next to the Alcoves that will extend a curtain around it for privacy. When you are ready Retract the curtain and stand inside the alcove. You will be taken to Our headquarters. I'm sure you'll find everything you will need there. And don't worry, it won't be as crazy as the Tilt-O-Whirl."


OOC: this took me 2 hours, Enjoy! MWA HA HA! Also Please feel free to customise your outfits to look like whatever suits your character. I tried to leave it open to as much creativity as I could. I look forward to reading your responses after work tommarow. Assuming some of you have updated by then.

Thomas went over to his alcove, and pressed the button. The curtain surrounded him, and sounds of him changing could be heard from within. A few minutes later, the curtain pulled back, showing Thomas in his new outfit.

A dark headband was wrapped around his head, holding his shaggy hair out of his eyes. A synthetic metal material was the main part of the outfit. It was nearly skintight, with a loose belt that hung around from his left shoulder to his right hip. Metallic boots clanked when he walked, and finger-less gloves were on his hands.

With a quick movement, he melded with his outfit. His body began to shine and reflect. He was now made entirely of iron. He unmelded, and went back to normal.

"Now that's just cool."

"Please, just call me Job. I haven't been called Spout since I was 14." He sucked at his fingers one by one and went into the changing room. He looked at the suit and chuckled. "A wetsuit. How clever." A few minutes later he emerged with his regular clothes now concealing his new wear. The belt hung from his waist, five seemingly incospicuos capsules hidden under the belt loops. "So, I can feel the pump around my leg, but where are the hoses?" He said to himself. A strange tickle ran up his arm, and he watched as both of his hands were overtaken by long mettalic fingers that wrapped themselves around his natural appendages. Closer inspection revealed that the fingers had small nozzles at the ends.

"Interesting." He held his arms level and forced the water in the packs to move through the nozzles, spraying ten streams that swirled and twisted in midair spelling out 'Avant Dream'. "Useful too." The streams unraveled and returned to Job's fingers, and with a simple thought the metallic 'fingers' shrunk back.

Ulric walked into his aclove and with a thought a wall of black slid over the opening. Shortly thereafter it raised to reveal Ulric in his normal cloths his suit hidden underneath. "That's a good idea Job, hiding you suit under your normal clothing. The thermal surpression of this suit isn't really a must for me, I could do that myself, but it will be nice not to have to focus on it. That and I can't go invisable and hide me heat signature at the same time. The EM generator I'm really going to like. Now I don't have to worry about getting trapped in a metal box." With that he concentrated turning on his EM generator and building up a large charge of infrared radation in the center of the room. The room tempurature rose a few degrees and satisfied Ulric let the energy dissipate. "Very nice indeed," he commented to himself.

(OOC: Here's a pic of what Thomas (Meld) looks like in his uniform. He's currently molded with a large laser generator. Looks cool, don't it?)

(OOC: Raiden, wouldn't that be better in the discussion...eer, signup thread? And nice radar gun.)

"I paid a lot of money for this suit, I don't care who this Sleeper guy is, this suit stays on." Job responded. He sat down again and realized he needed some way to amuse himself while the other changed. Ice cubes from a pithcer began to rise and reshape into human figurines that began to act out primitive soap operas.

Brian went to his alacove and pressed the button bringing around the curtain. He threw his old clothes across the divider before stepping into his new uniform. PRessing the button again he stepped out and stretched a bit. "A bit snug isn't it?" He lifted his arm and breathed in deeply watching the suit stretch out quite a bit, before blowing a long stream of flame on his arm. He stared at it noticing no visible signs of burning.

"Great no more lighting my own clothes on fire.