The Queen's Legacy (Phase Two)

[craaazyisland]

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As quickly as it had begun, the Tyrant's rampage down in the City was over. He was last seen disappearing into the alleys around Religion Row, where any pursuers were thrown off in the maze of temples and shrines. It was probably better they leave him alone in any case... seeing what had happened to those who didn't.

It had been a few hours. The City was once again quiet, dotted by small areas of destruction and trails of blood where the Tyrant had brawled with crew members. The injured had been gathered and shipped to the Outsider's hotel until they could be moved to medical proper. And though the situation was not over, it was safe enough to go down, survey the damage and start cleaning up.

...Maybe.



A few blocks from the hotel, something was quietly growing in the darkness of a rubble pile.

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The Hotel (Refuge for the Injured)

[craaazyisland]

Until the Tyrant is contained, this is a safe haven. It's also where they've brought the injured people rescued from outside in the City. This is the place to mingle, check on the wounded or offer to lend aid.

So did one of you bring some band aids?

[silverduelist]

Yzak was over in this corner, eyes closed and resting with one arm draped over his injured side, other arm resting and not moving at his side. Though his eyes were closed, he was clearly not sleeping as every once in a while he'd open his eyes to, very alertly, glance around. But he had a lot taken out of him-- even Coordinators could only take so much. Yzak was just happy he was one so he wasn't knocked out completely in his encounter with the tyrant.

(in Med Bay)

[morphitudinous]

The casualties weren't entirely limited to the City.

In the regular Med Bay, one lay comatose for seemingly no reason at all. Ordinary tests and scans wouldn't find trauma, injury, or disease. The true cause was the severe damage to his mental links with the people closest to him, but would anyone have a chance to explain that?

Re: (in Med Bay)

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Being stepped on by a giant, crazy hulk isn't the nicest of things. Still, he'd managed to keep himself going until he could go no more. (Spidey will indeed be properly thanked once all of this is done). Having been set down in Medbay in a basket sort of thing, Renne keeps a shield tight around himself.

Damned if he'd let his Bondeds feel what this is like.

Whispering a quiet mantra to himself, he for once keeps still and concentrates on 'finding' the others. The Lifestone he'd entrusted to Billy very often reacts of its own accord...

Re: The Hotel (Refuge for the Injured)

[changelingdude.livejournal.com]

Surrounded by the injured Beastboy couldn't help but feel twitchy. He was no doctor, not even a nurse!

"You'd think someone who gets knocked around as much as I do would know what to do with this stuff." He muttered balancing a roll of bandages on his head as he walked around the perimeter.

Well that wasn't entirely true. He did know how to use some things, but still they really needed a professional. All he was pro at was video games and T.V.

Re: The Hotel (Refuge for the Injured)

[hack-rat.livejournal.com]

Alex had been doing menial work, feeling like he ought to do something. He carried in with him a pile of bandages he found elsewhere in the hotel, figuring he would leave them in the impromptu med-bay for someone who could actually deal with seeing blood like a normal human being.

He put the bandages down on a table, trying to avoid looking at the injured, already feeling a pull of anxiety in his stomach. "I f-found these l-looking for b-blankets. Do you-" he broke off his thought there, having taken a quick glance into the room by mistake. That alone would not have stopped him, but he saw Katara among the injured.

His hand shot up to his mouth as he turned green and swallowed the rising bile. He looked in horror to beastboy, "K-Katara! W-what happened?"

Re: The Hotel (Refuge for the Injured)

[darknight-ren.livejournal.com]

This was possibly the stupidest thing Ren had seen in his life. Not only had a Kamen Rider had his powers stolen by a kid again on his watch, but this whole debacle also had a kidlet unconscious and stowed under his sink.

Not quite sure what to do about this, Ren knew the best thing to do was to get Negi to the Outsiders' place and see if he needed medical attention.

All while waiting for the other kid to show so he could smack both of them upside the head for this.

Re: The Hotel (Refuge for the Injured)

[memory-hax.livejournal.com]

It was really one of those really BAD moments in his history reflected Phillip as he hurried to the Outsiders place after taking a little detour to pick up something important.

As it stands, he was biting his lip as he paced back and forth hoping to find the one who stole his belt. "I'm so busted," muttered the bookish Rider worriedly when he saw Ren carry the unconscious Negi into the room. "Oooooh dear."

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

Aibghalien had left the hotel to fly a sweep of the City -- and as Vita had parted ways with him to meet up with yet another friend of Nanoha, he couldn't fault her. Feel a little lonely, having no one from his world here, certainly. But he wasn't one to let feelings get in the way of duty and necessity.

So around the City he circled, through the streets and focusing on damaged areas, looking for any hints of movement -- friendly or hostile.

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

Contrary to what some people might be thinking, Fate wasn't sweeping the City, looking for revenge. She was angry, of course. She was very angry. But the anger wasn't making her blind to the situation; this creature was a crewmate, and the Science Department was working on a way to bring the situation under control. So as angry as she was, she wouldn't go hunting them down just to get back at him or her for hurting her girlfriend.

But that didn't mean she couldn't fly overhead once or twice, trying to locate the Tyrant's whereabouts. If she could at least pinpoint its location, maybe she could feel a little less useless.

[metalwebhead.livejournal.com]

Man, look at her go...

From a perch nearby, the elder Spider-Man watched Fate race by. Like Fate, he was angry. However, unlike Fate, he was angry at himself. He felt that his "I'm gonna stop the monster" call to Luis was a call for some of those others to stop him as well. As such, he felt it was his responsibility to find and stop him.

In any case, he figured it was probably high time to catch up with someone and trade notes.

"Hey! Hold up!" Spidey shouted, firing a web-line and swinging to catch up with the mage.

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

Fate heard the call, and instantly halted. Seeing that the person who called out to her wasn't exactly flying, she even dropped out of the sky onto the nearest rooftop, to make it easier for them to talk.

"Is something wrong?"

[behaemmert.livejournal.com]

"Fate."

Fate probably recognized right away who had messaged her telepathically. If the voice wasn't a dead giveaway, the anger behind it was.

"You seen it yet?"

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

"Not yet."

Yep, it wasn't hard to recognize whose voice that was. Fate slowed a little, scanning the sky for a familiar streak of red.

"But I just started, so there's still a lot of ground to cover."

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie hadn't found Renne or Katara in the Medbay, which meant they next best chance of finding them was in the City. After sending out a quick message, he made his way down there as quickly and quietly as possible. Sometimes creeping down corridors came in handy.

Not too far away from the hotel, Jamie found the area where he had agreed to meet the others, and after making sure the Tyrant was nowhere nearby, settled in to give a chance for the other Rangers to arrive and start the search.

He's uneasy, though. Something about this feels off, but he's not sure what, just yet. He rubs at one arm somewhat nervously, trying to ignore the little prickles of warning at the base of his spine.

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

Ron came out of a nearby alleyway, underwear revealed to the world.

"Before you say anything? I do not want to talk about what happened to my pants."

[andyallgrownup.livejournal.com]

Andy walked in after Ron, looking over at him for a moment... and then palmed his face. "Dear god, Ron. Put on some pants!"

He shook his head. "Anyway, where's Lash and Kate?"

Little Ship of Horrors

[cityship]

A few blocks from the hotel, a building had been gutted during the fight with the Tyrant and the landscape was splattered with scorch marks, the remnants of the monster's fiery blood. The building's entryway had been destroyed and the garden out front stomped on and kicked up in the fight.

It was underneath the rubble here that something else had taken root. It had been innocent at first-- until tainted blood spilled on it, soaking into its cells and quickly taking it over. Soon its roots were digging deeper and deeper into the ground. Thin vines began to grow up from the ground, twisting and spreading out across the little garden, wrapping up into the rubble. A tiny stem with a fleshy bulb growing on top rose up from wreckage of the building and into the artificial sunlight of the City.

Within the house, it had grown nearly as big as the building.

Vines as thick as a human waist and lined with razor-sharp barbs began to feel along the streets around it, searching for prey-- and then it sensed Veronica. It could feel more traces of its own taint nearby. Smeared along the streets, lurking in the distance... some in another nearby building, those who had come in close contact with the virus.

The bulb was nearly the size of a truck. Slowly, almost gracefully, it opened into a horrible, unnatural bloom. Acidic nectar dripped down from what could almost pass for jaws, and in the center, between pistils of spores, a freakish eye opened. The Veronica plant stood like a grotesque flag, poking up high above the surrounding buildings.

Alexia was long dead, but she would have been proud of her creation.

Re: Little Ship of Horrors

[metalwebhead.livejournal.com]

As the creature came to life, Spider-Man let out a pained growl, clutching his head as his Spider-Sense went nuts.

Turning his head, he tried to will his warning sense to shut off as he saw the creature before him.

"Hooooooooooooooolyyyyyyy..." Spidey uttered, seeing the creature. "We just can't have nice things, can we?" Letting out a sigh, he steeled himself as he catapulted himself from the rooftop to the street below, aiming for some of the other rubble. "Let's get to work, people!"

A few moments later, he couldn't help but let out a rallying cry. A familiar one, though a tad out of place.

"AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!"

[lives2annoy.livejournal.com]

Like all intelligent people, Marco had stayed the hell away while the monster had been roaming around the city. He had no illusions about his ability to go up against some mutated freakazoid. But he'd wanted to keep an eye on what was happening anyway, so when things had calmed down he'd morphed osprey to scout out the situation.

And clearly the universe hated Marco, because instead things actually going back to normal he had to find himself nearly flying into an evil overgrown potplant. He banked right hard, flying away from the plant and towards Spider-Man.

<Here's an idea. How about we do some assembling over there? Far, far over there?> Marco said in thought-speak as he flew past Spider-Man. <Oh man, what have they been putting in this thing's fertilizer? Steroids? Arsenic? Lima bean and brussel sprout puree?>

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

When word had gotten out that the tyrant was rampaging through the city, of course Jr. offered to go and look for any injured who might not have been able to make it to a safe haven. He might have gotten a strange look or two, but that wasn't something new to him, and he was pretty sure of himself that he was capable of looking out for himself.

So all the way through the city, Jr. kept an eye out. Not only for possibly injured crewmates, but for the alleged huge green monster that was the cause of the injuries in the first place. What he wasn't expecting to see was anything more than that. Especially a giant, mutated plant.

"Holy crap--" he choked, stopping in his tracks.

[cityship]

Look out behind you, Jr.! There's a pair of vines popping out from a nearby alley, and they know you're here. And you look delicious.

And easy to grab.

Re: Little Ship of Horrors

[memory-hax.livejournal.com]

When the huge plant erupted from the area, Phillip frowned as he saw it from the window. "This is different," he said with a shake of his head.

"Everyone, I'm going out to face that thing," added the young man as he pulled a driver from his pocket, shaped like an L. "Ren, if you would be so kind as to back me up, I'd appreciate it."

And he placed it around his middle as he barked "FANG!"

There was a small dinosaur-like screech as a little device ran out to meet him and leaped into his hand. Pressing it down and flipping the tail over, he pressed the end of it.



"Henshin!" exclaimed Phillip, slamming the Fang Memory into the top of the Lost Driver and throwing it into the L shape.

exclaimed his belt as music played and the suit formed around him, spikes exploding from his body briefly before it settled down.

Re: Little Ship of Horrors

[darknight-rider.livejournal.com]

There was an entirely too smug look on Ren's face as he pulled out his Deck.

"Now let's show you how it's really done," he said, his Vent Buckle forming around him. He crossed his right arm in front of him and shouted, "Henshin!"

He slid the Deck into place on his belt, and reflective images of his armor converged onto him, forming it. Taking out the sword that acted as his Visor, he held it in front of him in a defensive position.

"Let's go," Knight said.

Re: Little Ship of Horrors

[bonnypiperlad]

There was a sudden feeling that something was very, very wrong, and some instinct told Jamie to turn. When he caught sight of the unnatural plant that was towering over the building, his eyes widened. "Hey, would ye look at that!"

He boggled at it for a few seconds longer before managing to focus. Whatever it was, they couldn't leave it there to further hurt the others in the city. Placing his hand on his wrist, he glanced to the others.

"I'd say it's morphin' time."