basic_powers: (Moonshadow!tyler)
basic_powers ([personal profile] basic_powers) wrote2009-01-05 01:06 pm
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Placeholder: Confrontation

April 14th
Original Rainmaker Site, exact location unknown, Iowa.
3:30 pm


Minutes later, after the children went in with Doctor Irons, the high-end family car pulled up to park by remote. Seconds later, Tyler got out, hiding behind the car door to peer up at the abandoned and heavily damaged former institution warily...

"I'm here."
.
.
.

"So... now what?"
justiceoverlaw: (can't win 'em all)

[personal profile] justiceoverlaw 2009-05-12 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose I should tell you you'll never get away with this?"

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Doctor Irons waves a hand over his shoulder without looking back. "And a parting cliché to you, too. I trust you left the keys in the helicopter?"

He leaves without waiting for a response.

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
The conscious children smile nastily as the plants drop Moon Shadow unceremoniously onto the floor.

"Who gets him first?" asks Uther. "Orchid's already had her fun."

"I want to make him re-live his worst memories a few times before Zach gets him dirty," Vera declares.

"Hey, Vera," snaps Zach, "leaving the both of you a mile underground wouldn't be much of a challenge."

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-19 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
All the children gleefully raise hands to wrists (except Steve, who takes his watch off to play two-handed). Beeping fills the air.

"Easy," Marvin says. "You're so dead."

"I beat you all last time," declares Vera, "so I'll get to—"

"Forget you!" Zach interrupts. "I wiped the floor with this game!"

"So why'd you say 'I was robbed' so much when we were playing in the car?"

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Harold, like, the children, is still under Irons' spell, but, as with the children, it's a subtle, subconscious control and leaves the conscious mind free to otherwise act normally.

Harold catches the quarter automatically. He stares at it.

Then he digs into a pocket and pulls out another quarter, much weathered and tarnished, but minted identical. Oregon, 2005.

"It's him! He's the kid from the future... when we... traveled..."

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"And now it's time for you to stop all of this, Harold," says the boy leaning on the old examination table.

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Lyle! What're you doing out of your room? You told me it hurts to be out—"

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"My powers let me see that Doctor Irons was going to make you attack PS238," says Lyle, his voice strained. Although he's perfectly well physically, he's clutching the table for support. "Without my help, you'd be in jail or worse, the school wouldn't be secret anymore, and a lot of people would've been hurt. But now we're here, and it's almost over. So turn off everyone's powers. Now. Including mine. And please hurry!"

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
It must be important. The kid's in obvious pain, none the less for it being mental.

"Oh... okay. I've trusted you this far..."

He raises his hands and nullifies all the powers in the room... including preexisting effects.
justiceoverlaw: (impending justice)

[personal profile] justiceoverlaw 2009-05-20 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
The Revenant shakes his cramped muscles out as the vines slacken and drop him to the floor.

"Thank you. If you'll excuse me, I have a robot-cum-Frankenstein's Monster to chase down."

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Marvin reflexively points a hand at the Revenant. "He's loose! And... I can't make him sleep! Wait. Why am I trying to make him sleep?"

All the kids look bewildered.
justiceoverlaw: (Quickly Moon Shadow! To the Nightmobile!)

[personal profile] justiceoverlaw 2009-05-20 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Get back to me when you've got it figured out," says the vigilante as he departs at a run.

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Follow him!" cries Lyle. He grabs randomly at Zach's shoulder (receiving a dubious look in return), but he's addressing Moon Shadow. "He's going to need you! This place will be destroyed if you don't get out there and help!"

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Go!" Lyle insists. "I don't remember everything from before Harold turned my 'knowing' off, but I do remember that! Go!"

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Seconds Later...

"Release the controls, you Gothic acrobat!" commands Doctor Irons through the helicopter's loudspeaker. "I'll eventually decrypt the security codes, but if you give me the password now, I'll refrain from vaporizing the building."
justiceoverlaw: (swingin')

[personal profile] justiceoverlaw 2009-05-20 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
The Revenant is dangling from his grappler below the chopper, and ascending rapidly. "This acrobat thinks he can knock you senseless before you can unlock the radio presets, let alone the missile launchers!"

[identity profile] npc238.livejournal.com 2009-05-20 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I've gained access to the weapons systems," Irons informs the Revenant, now right outside the cockpit. "Last chance."
justiceoverlaw: (dramatic zoom)

[personal profile] justiceoverlaw 2009-05-20 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Drat. He can't risk the children.

"Fine. You win. The code is—"
justiceoverlaw: (swingin')

[personal profile] justiceoverlaw 2009-05-20 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. That works. It's not going to result in a smooth landing, though.

The Revenant lets his grapple-line out while holding onto the new one, sliding down to join Moon Shadow on the car. "The copter is programmed to fly in circles if the security lockdown is in place," he warns him. "Unfortunately, having a car attached to it is probably going to throw its gyros off a bit. Hang on!"

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