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Phase 2 - Running the Ratrace

You have my sincerest apologies, but I have my mission.

The traps start. Rotating blades coming out of the walls and floors and ceilings, jets of fire, lasers, holographic enemies. The clear walls of the maze let them see what's happening to everyone else.

The traps start, and they have to stay alive despite them. If they stop avoiding them, it's their own fault, you see, if they die. That makes it indirect enough for Stacy's Anti-harming-the-crew protocols to be avoided, as Hal, despite his reprogramming, still has to follow some constraints.

Please commence with killing yourselves by being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The only chance the group has is if they work together to stay alive, and somehow they have to take out the shield projectors creating the maze even though they themselves are shielded...

[ooc: Cooperation is key, people. Hal can only adapt to one power/skill-set at a time, not all of them.]

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Jack falls back behind the shield, he's fighting mad but glad for a couple seconds of respite and panting from the effort put into all the turrets he was helping to smash.

"Sounds good," he chuffs, though he's itching to be moving again. "If that doesn't work I'm still awesome at smashing things."

Squirming a bit as his teammates clambered onto his back, Caden grunted vaguely, smoke rising from his nostrils. This was more or less the first time he'd had 'passengers', but hey, this was the first time for being in a life-threatening situation, too. May as well make allowances for the... unexpected?

He flaps his wings experimentally, measuring how much of a difference having several adult-sized people on his back makes things before following Batman, eyes on the projectors. He registers distantly that he could make life easier and breathe fire on them, but the chance of burning Batman in the process is there, and also that would require cogent thought and planning when all he's capable of doing is playing Follow the Leader. Or... Passenger Car.

Jono shifts on the back of the dragon, looking toward Jean again. And doing his best to ignore the carnage that was going on around them. There wasn't time to get distracted and he couldn't relay what was happening to Jaime. Not if this was to work.

Reckon it'll work. Not sure how t' 'splain where we got the info from, but we'll figure it out. He looks forward at the back of Billy's helmet, pensive. I'll take the sensor over you meself. Seem t' 'ave less t' concentrate on 'ere 'an Jean does. Might as well take advantage of it.

Mai is taking the brief respite to catch her breath and check her ammo supply. She still has many, many knives - she carries dozens (if not hundreds) of the small throwing implements on her. She glances around, trying to figure all of this out. She's not as intelligent as brainy (at least not in terms of sheer knowledge), but she does have a healthy dose of common sense and knowledge.

"Well, whatever we're going to do, let's do it quickly. We can't just wait here for this robot or whatever to get tired of trying to kill us."

Sokka didn't like this. He was, again, stuck doing nothing while his sister went off and put herself in harm's way. But that's how it had been ever since they found that kid Aang in the iceburg. He was used to it. Didn't mean he had to like it, though.

"Katara, be careful!"

Cool, Katara was floating on water in midair. Bart spared a millisecond to think about that before running over to Sokka and scooping him up and ran him over to Booth in about a second. "You'reokayandeverything?" Bart looked at both of them. "Igottago get everyone else. No idea how I'm gonna get Kelly. I don't got superstrength, just the speed. And Katara's a little higher than me so maybe I'll see if Danny can get one of them or something but I think it's better if we're not all fighting the robots that aren't dying you know?"

"Well, with the shield, I could fly a person down intangible and come back and do it again with people staying safe in here between trips," Dani said. "I can definitely keep one person intangible at a time."

She just wasn't sure about the whole group. She never tried it, and it didn't seem with weapons flying at them was the best time to make it sound like she absolutely could.

Dark Smoke Puncher withdrew the blade and came back on Picards orders. And absolutely refused to geek out about hearing the plan.

What? Self destructing phaser was cool. Well, not that destroying something so cool was cool, just that it was an OPTION was cool.

"And I can jack another one, yo," Dark Smoke Puncher said added after Jack. Though he bet it'd work. Just cause it was Captain Picard.

Okay, that was... odd. But there's no time to ask Sheik what the heck that was. They have to move. He'll help Brainy up, but if it doesn't seem like the Coluan can move so well on his own even with the healing the Chief isn't above picking him up and moving them. Dignity by damned in a survival situation.

"We need to break the sensors," he says. "If we blind it we'll buy ourselves time to find a way to stop the projectors."

Cissie pulled the arrow and set up the shot. She didn't have to focus hard, it wasn't that difficult of a shot, as long as everyone else did their part. She nodded her head once to show that she was ready.

"Now Brainy." Her eyes zoomed over to the green skinned guy and then back to her target. Ready to go when he disrupted the signal.

Brainiac 5 nodded in response to Elfangor's plan and waited, watching as Cissie prepared herself. The moment she gave the signal, he directed another pulse outwards, making the holographic threats flicker and vanish.

Dammit. Athletics, not his thing. But long jumps - at least he has the advantage of a long stride here.

There are calculations of force and velocity as Allen backs up, all as effortless as his jump is not. He lands just short of the edge, scrabbling with his hands to hold on even as the wind is knocked out of him from the force and trajectory of his landing.

"Shit shit shitshitshitshit."

"Got it."

There are more dull thuds as Zuko forces flames back through the jets from which they came, distant explosions and smoke of mechanics backfiring and burning themselves, but he is not wearing a full-body suit, and the poison gasses do not mix well with someone whose power relies on full, deep, clean breaths of air.

His stance is beginning to falter. The next jet of flame he pushes back does not disappear into its jet, it merely washes back against the wall before flaming out.

Mara twisted to face the scrambling man from the back of the dragon, one hand coming up as she remembered far too much time spent moving rocks while Skywalker mumbled hints and advice at her. Hints and advice that were not something she was going to worry about right now. Instead, she was going to put a lot of determination into this and try to levitate Allen to safety.

BOoth was a little bewildered now that he was alone again. Whoever that guy was, he talked way too fast. Of course now the dull ache in his leg was nagging his brain more now that he could focus on it. He did think enough to rip off a strip of his shirt and tie it above the leg to try and slow the bleeding.

Chris was thankful he caught the distressed cry. He jumped over a bit of magma and twisted in the air, catching Cassie and the ring. He eyed the ring a bit, looking briefly like a neanderthal. He had to stop momentarily, flipping a pocket on his tactical vest open for Cassie to ride in as he tried several fingers to get the ring on, finally pulling off one of the fingerless gloves he wore to shove the ring onto his pinky.

He felt a little odd, but the thing seemed to automatically lift him off the ground, though he had no idea as to how he was doing it. "Hope you don't need it back soon... may even need to amputate my finger to get it back... but first thing's first..."

He turned back to the end of the hall, and flew rather crookedly off the way he was going when he turned to catch Cassie.

"Impulse! I'll get Katara!"

Level Four protocols exceeded. Commencing level five protocols.

Now a number of smaller turrets appeared all along the walls, each arrayed at random angles. They all suddenly began firing of lasers of all types, some pulse blasters, others a constant stream of energy, others firing bolts of plasma that burst on impact. They began turning in random directions, firing wildly into the air, filling the room with dangerous beams of light.

After all, if they weren't aiming directly at them, then it isn't exactly HAL's fault if they died.

It would spare you a great deal of agony if you simply endeavored to expedite your demises.

Sending another telepathic blast at the magma which was trying to get at her team, Jean nods.

I think we should start the illusion with the first team and slowly work our way back, that way we all know exactly what's going on and where we've already set the trick up.

Jaime, you're sure you're up for this?

There's A LOT of magma, and Jean's beginning to wonder if she can continue to keep pressing it back. ~~Where's Storm when you need her?~~

Furrowing her eyebrows, she pushed her hands out, sending wave after wave of telepathic blasts, trying her hardest to keep them away from everyone.

"Right," Picard said, acknowledging their comments as he worked on the phaser. It had been a long time since he'd deliberately blown one up. The power coupling protocols were mildly more difficult to disengage than he remembered, but in a moment he was done. He pulled his arm back to swing.

"Mister Static, open the shield now!" Already the phaser was emitting a dangerous sounding high-pitched whine, and he let it fly, not wanting to lose his arm or more to a makeshift nadion grenade.

Mia fires off two freeze arrows, trying to stop up, or at least slow, the magma's entry. "Shit... that's my last two of them!" She hollers out, moving about rapidly, controlling her breathing. "If anyone's got ideas, I'm ready to hear them!"

She fires off some explosive bolts at the turrets.

"Aw to HELL with this!" Owen pulls out two razor boomerangs. Carbonized titanium with laser-sharpened edges, they'd cut through just about anything, hopefully.

And hopefully he'd be able to catch them like always, without rending himself apart.

"Everyone! Get clear!"

He flung them both out in paths along the walls, trying to shear off as many of the laser turrets as possible. Each boomerang swung as it hit the end of it's arc, coming back along the opposite wall.

Static opened the shield as ordered. "Now, you're sure it's nothing like a Boson? 'cause the time travelling particles I don't do so well with..." He closed and adjusted the shield as soon as it was through.

"Everyone just move it out. I'll be right behind you." Kelly spoke calmly. Since the situation was handled, she took the moment to reload and backtrack toward the point her nav marker had indicated when Impulse had dropped Booth off.

Maybe they'd get through this after all. Maybe.

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