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"I'll stop your bank robbery." Blue Star said in annoyance. Nothing this man said sounded legit to him. Too many secrets, too many orders.

"If a robbery needs stopping, then I'm all for stopping it. Same with Big Al. But this..." he said as he tossed the radio away from him. "I'm not letting you or anyone else track with this."

You seem to have plenty of information already... I'm not making your job easier. For all I know you ARE big Al. Someone was giving that robot commands and you seem to have the tech to do it...

"I find proof, I'll be back."

He looked toward the others.

"We ready to get this party started?"

"So basically... Keep doing what we were already doing?" Blue star was less than amused by this man's 'jokes.'

{b]"What are you giving to this little project of yours? I'm not a fan of coming when called or jumping through hoops..."

Blue Star sat down carefully... visions of detention centers and secret experiments dancing in his head. He tried to assess his chances of getting out if push came to shove. Not great... maybe better if everyone bolted at the same time. Still Fury seemed to hold all the cards here.

"So what's the story here then? Are we under arrest, or do you have another reason for this meet and greet?"

"What's a S.H.I.E.L.D.? and what do you want with us?" Blue Star looked around trying to sound more confident then he felt. This Fury guy obviously had some resources if he could transport them all in such a fashion.

"Do you make it a habit of randomly abducting people?"

Blast it all... Cops. Normally, he liked cops, even thought about joining them if it wasn't for things like background checks... But thinking over the smashed windows and broken hydrant, today probably wasn't a good 'cop' day.

Not to mention that they were already shouting about mutants. They can't tell the difference between 'regular' heroes and 'mutant' heroes... but they always seemed to assume to blame that X-gene first...

Slowly he started to hover above the ground. The robot was down, it didn't look like he was going to get a chance a to examine it... wouldn't know what he was looking at anyway... and if these guys wanted to start shooting randomly at the heroes of the day... then he may as well make himself a better target.

He didn't know much about the others gathered here, but he knew that he could take whatever these cops were packing.

Unless SWAT showed up... he hadn't tested his skin against THAT kind of firepower...

"Hey now... Point those somewhere else! Like at the busted up robot!! Who knows, sometimes they fix themselves!"

He glanced over at 'the Standard'. Hopefully he could talk these guys down before anyone else got hurt. He was kind of the posterboy for this kind of stuff...

OK... Robotic... shapechange... Spikes and blades... Tougher then my blasts... Blue Star rattled off his observations in his mind as he thought his next move. Looking around the chosen arena and gladiators he grinned a little.

Quickly he spun and shot out a blast at a nearby fire hydrant. Water started shooting out all over the place.

"Get him wet guys!"He looked over towards Conduit and the arcs of electricity circling around him.

"How 'bout it sparky? Want to see if he has a built in surge protector?"

It had been a while since he'd seen this many superpowered heroes in one place. At least he hoped they were heroes... While uncertain of thier motivations, at least he knew this 'Baltrex' was trying to kill a man lying in a hospital bed.

"Ok Mr. Popular... Let's see you shake this off!" His hands coursed with blinding blue energy and blasted a bolt of pure force at his robotic sounding target.

d100=55, Hit for 30 force damage

"Tough guy huh..." Blue Star shrugged a kink out of his neck. That had been one of his best shots.

With a flick of his wrists his hands started glowing.

"You got a name? Or do we just keep trying till I find something to hurt you?"

The caped hero looked around the room as as he adjusted his mask.

Ok... Let's get going.

The noise from the hallway seemed confined to the battle by this point. Flying down the hallway he charged straight at the bruiser aiming for the window.

Anyone want to take this outside?

D100 =75 = slam on charge column. 26 damage and potential to knock him a few areas. (APB pg 28 for slam, 27 for charging)

What floor are we on?

Robert's eyes went wide as the hospital exploded into chaos around him. He's been on this story for weeks now... but he hadn't gotten anything useful. Rumors and secrets...

He was just about to ask the agents if he was on the right lead when the answer became obvious.

As the crowd started pushing and shoving away from the battle, he found it easy enough to duck inside an used room. Quickly he pulled a privacy curtain closed and stripped off his jacket and shoes.

There wasn't much Robert Dawson could do here...

Here's what I got for Blue Star :)

Did I forget anything? These threads are gaining 30 posts a shot O.o