Division of Research Sciences: Eye of the tiger. [Archive]

Squishy Cheeks

11-10-2006, 07:47 PM

The teens circled around the symbol they had drawn on the floor in tabby cat blood. the candles were lit and they chanted in the sanskrit as best they could. Playing around with forces beyond their control the wannabe witches didn't know what they had gotten them sleves into. When "it" appeared. it shocked them. It was tall and feline in appearance dressed in red and gold Sherwani, with black trousers. It opened it's cat like eyes.

One of the boys was startled and slipped spilling a can of soda on the circle.

The demon smiled a fanged smiled and soon the teens problems were no more.

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"Department Director, Gerald Tasker, is recovering in a secure psychiatric facility and is said to be doing well." Doctor Kyle Masters said in the black marble meeting room. The room was devoid of natural lighting and was lit by a series of halogen bulbs in the ceiling. The table in the center was one of those wretched modern affairs of faux blue granite surfacing on a plywood table with red maple rim. The chairs were uncomfortable at best, down right painful at worst. Doc adjusted the papers. "His family is thankful for all your well wishes, and seem to have blocked most of the memories of the Kraken attack. Now we've had some mishandling of the cases lately. Noel, next time we have a wannabe vampire coven, don't try to scare them straight. Amanda, please be certain next time to get the right research files. Files on a Succubus, don't help if the demon is a Lilitu, I will acknowledge they are similar, but there are differences. We do have a new case."

Doc picked up the remote and turned the plasma screen on. A powerpoint presentaiton showed a basement in a suburban home filled with carnage. there was blood, all over the room, body parts (many apparently having been chewed on). On the ground the remains of what looked like some kind of symbol. Mostly destroyed or messed up.

"In Bridgeport Conneticut, we had a group murder of a highschool magic club. "

The slide show progressed with the crime scene photos.

"The FBI are officially investigating this case, so please dry clean your FBi uniforms. The autopsy's of all the victims seem to indicate an animal attack, possibly a large feline, like a lion or something. There were hairs found on the seen that do not match any known species of cat however. Books on Sanskrit pronunciation, were found on scene but no books on magic, so my best guess is the perp took the books with him when he left, which would explain the raided look of the room."

The last photo showed the only section of what looked like part of a summoning circle. Most of the section seemed to have been dissolved by what appeared to be a coke stain.

"Looks like we have a demon with a taste for human flesh on the loose in the New York metropolitan area. We're departing for New York on the red eye tommorrow, so we need to try and figure out what we're dealing with by then. Any questions, comments, or reasons why you can't travel to New York?"

Darth SS

11-10-2006, 08:12 PM

After looking over some pictures, Wally raised a hand.

"We probably aren't looking at anything particularily special. You said books on Sanskrit pronounciation. Commercially available books on a dead language? No books of magic? I'd guess those are also mass produced, and unfortunately have somethign real in them. A bunch of teens probably thought they were being dark by chanting some dead language, and they just happened to pronounce stuff right."

Wally leaned back in his chair.

"Most copies are copies of honest to god books that were found. If there was an enchantment to raise some large bad-ass demon, it wouldn't have been with the rest. If they feared it, they destroyed the summoning. If they didn't, it would've been engraved onto a gold tablet or some shit like that. Those in turn, would either have been taken by looters or sold to a museum. If it ever was published, it would by time magazine, and teenagers don't read time magazine."

There was a silence in the room.

"Yes. I ranted. I'm sorry."

IHateMakingNames

11-10-2006, 08:27 PM

"But it was a magic club, they would have some magic books." Kevin reponded to Wally. "People don't just make a random summoning circle, then say some random words in another langauge, and summon something."

Kevin stood up to address everyone at the meeting, and because he couldn't take sitting in the chair any longer. "But, ignoring how it got here, anyone know what it could be? We've got an..." Kevin paused for a moment to think, because he forgot where sanskirt originated from. "Indian? cat demon. If those things have some major weakness like werewolves, I'd like to get some attachments to abuse that."

"Also," Kevin turned to Kyle, "what does 'the red eye' mean?"

Red Mage Black

11-10-2006, 09:57 PM

"Red eye? Sounds to me like he means at dawn or maybe even sunset. That or I could be completely off target." Harle sat back with a smile on his face. He took out his pocketwatch and looked at the time. He mostly thought the watch would make people think he was snazzy when he looked at it. "One question is how they got that summoning and the sanskrit books."

Harle remembered the picture of the dissolved circle. "Hmmmm coke, not what I would want to drink before I died", he said in jest. The situation was serious but he couldn't help joking around.

Skyshot

11-10-2006, 10:01 PM

Jerome sunk his head into his hands. Why was he doing this? It had sounded exciting and useful at the time, but now he just wondered if he'd do better preaching to soldiers. He sighed. No backing out now. At the very least, hard-nosed military training made these chairs feel like plush leather armchairs, amd the extent to which they could voice their opinion here felt like beautiful anarchy."But, ignoring how it got here, anyone know what it could be? We've got an...Indian? cat demon. If those things have some major weakness like werewolves, I'd like to get some attachments to abuse that. Also, what does 'the red eye' mean?""Early morning flight," said Jerome, beat out by Harle by a second. He waited for him to finish before saying, "And yes, I'm fairly sure Sanskrit's Indian. I think I read something about tiger demons a while back; I'll look that up for you after we get out of here."

Armored Bishoujo

11-10-2006, 10:15 PM

Celvia looked thoughtful. "Cat demon, huh? I wonder if chocolate is out of the picture?"
Probably the best way to kill a cat creature that could do that kind of damage is figure out where it's hiding out and fumigate the whole place while it was full and sleeping. That, or somehow get it to consume lethal quantities of Tylenol.
She didn't think she'd have anything to contribute until they were in New York and so kept her guesses to herself. Besides, just how small did she think the gap was between cat demons and domesticated cats? It's not like a cat demon could be lured into a trap with catnip or something like that.

...Could it?

Ex. 68471

11-10-2006, 10:17 PM

Sean raised an eyebrow. "A cat demon, huh? Hm. I might be able to sniff the sucker out, but I'd have to get the scent and maybe a description or two first..."
Sean sighed. "I wonder if any of my old contacts could help with a cat demon. I doubt it, but hey, it's worth a shot. Like I said, I am going to need something to get my old snoops to work with. Amanda, Jerome, if one of you could get me a description of what they look like, or, even better, a picture of the little beastie, I can probably get us pointed in the right direction."
He grins ferally, and his eyes glint. "I always liked cats. They taste like beef mixed with fish."

Inbred Chocobo

11-10-2006, 10:40 PM

"Oh come on, those kids looked like they were pretty good, how was I suppose to know they would do that?" Noel said in jest as a response. Noel looked like he was trying his best to avoid sitting in the chair, more or less leaning on one side with his feet out.

"Well clearly since this is from India, someone do some research on their more feline demons and such. Maybe we can figure out what is normal over there." Noel said, trying to push this idea further. "Who knows, maybe their is an obvious weakness, like fish or something."

batgirl

11-10-2006, 11:47 PM

Amanda eyed the photos carefully, examining the wounds and the appearance of the room. "Well, it looks to me like the group was trying to summon something, but also to protect themselves from it. Cat demons and the like are often associated with the devil, and it's said that to protect yourself from the devil, you either get yourself inside a circle, or get it inside a circle, because there are no corners for him to break free. The can of coke that spilled broke the blood circle and that's how it got free. I'll take a look at some of my sources to try and get us a ballpark of what it is, but it'll be a lot easier to I.D. it once we get to the room and investigate."

Squishy Cheeks

11-10-2006, 11:55 PM

"I've already done some research into possibilities, worst case scenario is a Rakshasa was summoned."

Doc brought up the image.

http://www.macjams.com/filemgmt_data/snaps/12703_hanuman_flies.jpg

"According to legend they are shapeshifters, and we all know what a pain those are in a urban environment. They feed on human flesh, their fingernails are poisonous, and they are classified as rank 5 in terms of magical threats. So they are always armed."

Darth SS

11-11-2006, 12:03 AM

"Oh, nothing like an easy job is there?"

Wally nestled his head into the cage of his fingers, as he leaned dangerously far back.

"These teenagers don't really strike me as a cult. If they were serious about what they were doing, they'd know to keep liquids away from the circle. The fact that they made the circle then broke it implies they did it only because they were told to."

Wally snapped forward and stood up. "I'll go and hunt down personal records, and see if I can find out if they've got anything from India recently. Also, before I go...how much heat are we bringing on this one?"

One of the better known things about Wally was that he didn't like bringing his rifle with him if he didn't have to.

Squishy Cheeks

11-11-2006, 12:17 AM

"We have clearance for the usual field arms (FN tactical shot guns, M16A1, and either the Desert Eagle or glock 22. Ammunition can be custom made for the jobs necessary.) If you think you want something special be sure to check it out with the warehouse. No big guns though, we probably will be heading into the city, which means no big holes, those raise to many questions."

Darth SS

11-11-2006, 12:29 AM

Wally nodded and headed off to do his research. While a hunting rifle wouldn't leave a hole persay, the fact that they were in a city would remove any inherent range advantages. He'd just take his 1911.

God bless paperwork. It kept track of everything.

Squishy Cheeks

11-11-2006, 02:06 AM

A well dressed man in a business suit walked into the Main Lobby of the Waldorf-Astoria. He was tan and beautiful, he appeared to be of indian decent he smiled his perfectly white teeth at the desk clerk.

"Welcome to the Waldorf-Astoria will you be checking in?"

"Yes" he said with no trace of an accent. "My name is Mr. Ravana, is your Royal Suite available?"

"I'm sorry sir, but that room is unavailable at this time."

"I suppose a Grand Suite will do." He said.

"Very good sir. How long will you be staying."

"A month or two I suppose."

"May I see I.D. and a credit card."

He waved his hand in front of her face. He looked bored in a predatory manner. The clerk blinked several times.

"I see everything is in order. I'll enter the necessary information in our computer."

"Thank you very much for your hospitality. I don't have any bags to carry, just an old footlocker I checked with your bellboy at curbside. I would like to see the concierge about locating a reputable tailor while I am staying in the city. Also I'd like to see about making standing reservations for two at Tavern on the Green."

"I will notify him and he should be down any moment to show you to your room."

"Thank you so much, and may I say you are a most lovely girl."

The girl blushed and looked in to his eyes. She noticed his eyes were beautiful but odd, his pupils were golden like the eyes of a Tiger. He smiled, an almost cat like smile.
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Doc was trying again to find a match for the chunk of symbol. he had broadened the surch threshold to try and be as unspecific as possible. He finally got a match. His jaw dropped open and he started swearing loudly.
He hit the intercom button.

"I got 60% match for the section of symbol. It's not good. Those kids didn't just summon any Rakshasa, they summoned their king, Ravana. I want all the information you can find on Ravana, and I want it on my desk by tommorrow morning. I'm going to go an oversee inventory at the Warehouse, so when you hopefully find a weakness, we have something in stock to exploit it."

Aerozord

11-11-2006, 03:15 AM

While the others researched Aaron was doing a few movements comprised of various martial arts. It was that moment he heard the news. "Their king? In most mythologies the king was often the strongest of a race." He sighed flattly. Being the combat specialist his main duty was killing it once the chance presents itself. But he is most effective if he knows the beings anatomy. "Well I guess I should see what I can dig up. Hopefully when in human form it has human biology"

Red Mage Black

11-11-2006, 03:21 AM

"I don't suppose he'll be afraid of water will he? Being a cat and all." Harle felt more stupid as time passed without an answer. "I have my nice little sidearm in case things gets messy. Should I concoct anything special for this?" There was a bit of glow to his eyes, he hoped it was a yes. He needed something to do before they left in the morning.

IHateMakingNames

11-11-2006, 04:08 AM

OOC: Because of the intercom thing, I'm assuming the meeting ended and everyone went their own way.

"Rakashasa eh? Shape shifting demons from Hinduism. They don't have any specific weaknesses that I know of." Said Dr. Wilson. He was an old English man, in his late 60s, had a thick head of white hair and full beard, and always wore a white lab coat. With the many PhDs he had acquired in his years, Dr. Wilson was the perfect candidate to lead a human cybernetic project. Which is why he was the lead scientist in charge of Kevin.

After the meeting, Kevin had gone to the labs. Before every mission the team of scientist in charge of him did full tests to make sure everything was working properly. Usually they would add something new for Kevin to test out, or graft on anything that would help him for his next mission.

"So no new weapons this time?" Kevin asked. He was lying down on a table, calmly watching several doctors and scientist pick apart his body. Because Kevin could control his nerves, he could be conscious through all of this. Once he was curious how much it hurt and turned on his pain receptors. Something he will never do again.

"Sorry, nothing new this time. Would you like to have somethi-" Dr. Wilson was cut out by Dr. Masters announcement.

"So anything special about Ravana?" Kevin asked.

"The myths about him say only humans and animals can harm him, he can split mountains, and regenerate from any wound. Only a sacred arrow made by Brahma fired by Rama was able to kill him." One of the doctors in charge of Kevin's human half responded. He was Dr. Johar, a relatively young Indian doctor. He also happened to be a Hindu, which is why he knew something about Ravana.

"I hope the myth nerds find out something better than that. Fighting a mountain-crushing shape-shifting magical regenerator doesn't sound fun, and I doubt Brahma is just handing out sacred arrows."

Darth SS

11-11-2006, 04:14 PM

Wally was in his office trying desperately to keep himself from slamming his head through the wall. People were stupid. And annoying.

"No! No, the child's name is Nickel, Jason. His mother is-No! Jason is his first name! His father is Brett Nickel. I would, once again, like a copy of all credit card purchases he made. Yes, I would like the locations..."

There was a silence.

"All of the locations. Every single purchase he's made with that credit card ever."

Another silence.

"Yes, I'd like the locations, and dollars amounts."

A fax rolled out a his machine a few seconds later. It was a list from a Brad Miken. And there were no days. Wally gave in and slammed his head into the wall.

"Make the stupid people go away!"

TheBlindMime

11-11-2006, 04:29 PM

Meanwhile, in the library the myth nerds were doing their research....

A stood silently in the shadows, grasping at books and tossing them aside almost as soon as they were grabbed. His only companion was a radio tuned to an oldies station. Chris pulled another book from the shelf and cracked it open quickly, he knew one of the books in this section had an entire chapter dedicated to Ravana. Being a Librarian leaves a lot of time for reading and Chris has had more then enough time in his twenty plus career at the DRS to at least skim these books. "Rats." Chris declared simply before tossing the book into his ever growing pile.

Chris was beginning to think that he should go drink a pint to help his mind focus when he cracked open the next book to just the right page, "This is it." Chris nearly sprinted to a far wall as he tried to read as quickly as possible. He slammed his finger down on the intercom button with a little pride, "Alright listen up, this Ravana guy is all kinds of powerful, both asura and brahmin. To translate that means he's both holy and demonic, he's studied the holy arts, learned the traditional method of fighting the... kshatriya, he even performed a several thousand year penance to the god Brahma to recieve a blessing of...." Chris turned the page frantically.

"Supreme invulnerability and invincibility from gods, celestials, other demons, serpents and wild beasts. That is, after he asked for immortality." Chris' eyes widened, "Hoka hey.... It appears that Brahma was also so kind as to add a knowledge of divine weaponry and even sorcery to Ravana's repertoire."

"So to sum up, this creature is both evil and good all at once so just holy works wont be enough. Keep that in mind Jerome, and further he's invulnerable to all but humans, though he probably isn't protected against cyborgs for that matter either. Anyone found out about something that could say... hurt this guy?" Chris released the button and began perusing the book a little further for anything he might have missed.

Marinan

11-11-2006, 06:12 PM

"Christopher? I seem to have memories of this mountain breaker. I can't seem to remember everything. It seems that either Satan or my body's other soul Valthesar made a bargain with this Hindu creature. Something went wrong, and Satan cast Valthasar out of Hell. The demon had to wait as an impotent spirit on the planet Earth for thousands of years, unable to effect human history. The barriers of Valthasar are weakening, and he is trying to break free. I don't know exactly what is going on right now. My whole life I've been doing nothing but fighting. "

Aerozord

11-11-2006, 07:40 PM

A loud yet low boom was heard as a large stone was pulverized. With a smile he pressed the intercom. "So you say he is invulnerable to anything besides human flesh? Well this is why they signed me up for this." He clenched his fist, thinking for a moment. "However by the sounds of it this creature is skilled in all forms of combat. If you can give me a clear shot, and tell me where his vital organs are I can probably kill him. Can you get more detailed information on him. Especially of that toxin in their nails. I would very much like an antidote for it." He then released the button waiting for any more news.

TheBlindMime

11-11-2006, 07:44 PM

Chris' eyebrow flared with an inkling of annoyance, "Gee, thanks for that information Roman. Would you mind telling me though how that is supposed to help me with my research or answer the question I aske....", Chris paused for a moment as his finger slipped from the intercom's console. He pressed the button much more forcefully a second later, "You said mountain breaker right?" Without waiting for a response Chris walked to another rack of books and began looking through them with a new found zeal, rather self assured that in a few moments he would find some more information on this 'Ravana'.

Chris raised his head as Aaron's voice came over the loudspeaker, then sighed. "Oh yes, the information is just so easy to pick up I'll get right on that Aaron, after all I can just pick up a single book and find what you need," Chris grabbed a book sarcastically to illustrate his point, although he was alone and the intercom wasn't switched on, "Look, see, already have the book I.... Hey, I've been looking for this." He began thumbing through the new book slightly absent-mindedly.

Ex. 68471

11-11-2006, 09:00 PM

Sean was mixing up a fresh batch of CC(Control Compound, I will use the initials CC beacause of the tedium of typing out Control Compound.) when he remembered something.
"Goddamnit, why the fuck didn't remember this before?" He growled to himself as he leaped over his chem tables. Punching the intercom button, he said, "Hey, Chris, I remember way back when I was told to do a report on this Indian guy who went crazy and thought he was someone named Vibhishana, Ravana's brother. I did some research, and found that this guy named Dr. CS Shah wrote some thing called "The Last Battle." There was this one bit that stuck in my mind: 'He recalled how he once had faintly overheard the weakness in the body of Ravana -- and that weak spot was his umbilicus (middle abdominal region), not head, nor heart, nor neck!' Does that help at all?"

Darth SS

11-11-2006, 11:08 PM

Wally was scrolling through the proper list of Visa transactions. He tapped the intercom button.

"I take it back. We're dealing with an authentic book here. At some point, one of the kids' fathers payed 200$ for to a 'Ye Old Novella' rare book store. After some shuffling, the father was of half-Indian descent, and he was interested in collecting his people's history. Real book."

After listening to them talking about how to deal with Ravanna itself, Wally decided to toss something in.

"Hey, it's vulnerable in the torso, right? Would a .308 Lapua has enough juice to hurt this thing, 'cuz I got about fifty of those in my office right here."

TheBlindMime

11-12-2006, 03:38 AM

"Hmmmm....." Chris said openly as he perused his newfound book, only half listening to the chatter over the intercom that is until the mention of Dr. CS Shah. He suddenly drifted to yet another set of books and lifted on free of the shelf, setting it upon his other two he cracked it open. "No, no, wait, yeah, there it is." He set down the first two books to lighten the load before returning to the intercom, "Alright, firstly, it was called "The Final Battle" not the last, secondly, good find. It clearly depicts the final battle of the hero Rama and his victory over Ravana with the help of Vibhishana, who was in fact the brother of Ravana not merely a crazy man. Though he might have been."

"It looks like he was beaten with a brahmastra....brahmastra.... I've heard that somewhere before." Just as he left the intercom Wally chattered on for a bit. Giving Chris plenty of time to find what he was looking for, a guidebook of the major holy weapons of the world. He found what he wanted quickly, after all the book was alphabetical.

He jumped back on the intercom quickly. "No Wally I don't think a .308 Lapua round is going to have enough juice, that is unless the bullet was given to you by brahma himself. Also Wally I'm gonna need you to get me the name of that book, if any schmuck can buy it with his visa we should at least have one copy of it on-hand. And Aaron I hope you were listening earlier to Sean; Remember to hit the abdomen, I'm looking at all the stories and that seems to be a binding thread."

Chris almost walked away from the intercom before he hit the button one last time, "Hey Doc, do you think we have any spare Brahmastra's lying around, or should we just start praying to shiva for an equivilent weapon?" Chris smiled a bit as he walked over to his pile of books, he was finding alot of information on this, but it was all very vague, for once he found himself hoping the resident slayer/demonologist was having better luck then he.

Squishy Cheeks

11-12-2006, 07:44 AM

"Do you think an arrow blessed by Thor will do?" Doc asked into his bluetooth.. "You all know inventory in the warehouse is long over due, half this stuff is left over from the nazis. If I see one more swastika I'm going to scream. I've got a copy of the book you're looking for down here. I already catalogued the hindu section. In terms of weapons we got a pair of Katar's sacred to Kali. We do have the last Brahmastra on earth. It's in high security containment. I'm pulling up the log files now... Ok, scratch that plan. This thing's energy signature is off the chart and legends say if used there will be famine on earth and for 12 years there would be no flora and fauna where it was used, unless the weapon is withdrawn properly following the procedure laid down in the scriptures. Why not drop a tactical nuke on the guy, it seems like an A-bomb would be less destructive. Perhaps we can try an imprisonment curse, or unsummoning him. I'm sending the book your way see if there is anything about putting him back. I'm going to keep looking for anything else of use."

Doc picked up the ratty looking sanskrit book and loaded it into the dumwaiter. He typed in his location code, the destination code, and the security code. The book moved along the mechanical freight system to the library. Upon arriving the Dumwaiter made a "Ding" noise and opened.

Aerozord

11-12-2006, 08:51 AM

Over in his mind Aaron went over what they know. "We know of his weak point..." He casually hit the intercom. "We know of his weak point. But we dont know how weak it is. Will a single hit there kill him, is it merely the only part thats even possible to harm. As far as we know we have to rip it open and shove in a nuke. Look I can easily do massive amounts of damage to that spot" "assuming I can get close enough without him killing me" he mutters. "My point is we need a tad more detail. Namely how attacking his vulnerability affects him and if anything special needs to be done to said area."

Ex. 68471

11-12-2006, 12:52 PM

"Hmmm..." Sean mutters to himself as he swallows the last drop of his CC. "Ahh. I needed that." He exercises his will into turning into a werewolf. "Grrr.(Translation: Perfect.)" he says to himself. Leaping over the table always in his way, he returns to his human form. Walking to the intercom, he waits until the chatter subsides, presses the button and says, "Hey, my laptop is up and runnin'. Please get that goddamn picture sent to me now. I need to get it printed out so I can talk to some old contacts then maybe little Miss Slayer and I could get this thing flushed out. Hell, we could just find the thing and follow it to find out where it holes up."
He yawns, waiting for an answer to his "goddamn" request, and he goes back to working with his chemicals.

IHateMakingNames

11-12-2006, 02:03 PM

Kevin was done with the first part of his tests. The doctor scientists cut him apart and everything on the inside looked normal. Now they would make him do several physical tests as well as try out all of the attachments. But first, he wanted to ask something over the intercom.

"Can some one else confirm or double check that the Indian cat demon would be Ravana? Nothing I've heard you guys say about Ravana sounds cat-like, and it's unlikely some kids would summon a demi-god."

TheBlindMime

11-12-2006, 04:07 PM

"No." Chris replied simply to the question of Thor, while that was kind of neat to have something told me the Norse Gods and the Hindu ones were not on speaking terms. "If you think you got tired of looking at swastika's you should have tried living in Nazi Germany. Ick." That brought up some bad memories. "A nuke might actually work." Chris said to himself as Aaron came onto the intercom.

Right after the ding Chris hungrily grasped at the book only to find it lacking, it was the Artharva-Veda and it was in sanskrit. Chris hated reading sanskrit. He sullenly went through its pages as he did his best to answer the questions coming up.

"Well Aaron in the fable, all three versions I've found so far, the attack on him was an arrow, which most likely pierced him as if he were a human as he had no invulnerabilities to it. If you were to aim for a single point as I'm sure you'd like to go for his solar plexus its the center of nerves just beneath the sternum... wait, no, not there. In Hinduism there is a point considered sacred, they call it the, the uh... Shit."

He mindfully released the button before cursing. Snatching another book up he returned to the intercom quickly, "Its the Manipura you want to hit, just above the navel. It's the third sacred chakra point in hinduism. That point is responsible for delivering prana to all over the body."

Chris glanced over to the three versions of the book on the table, all of them had a picture denoting the wound in his belly button. "Thats how they did it the last time Aaron. And I'd like to say he doesn't fear humans, but that probably wore off right about the time one of you killed him. So you probably won't even get a free shot at the guy."

Chris went on with his translation of the book for a moment until Kevin came on the line. "Well he wasn't cat-like the last time you see he was.... wait.... you're right." Chris flipped to the section of summoning and found the word he was looking for immediately, it was the first sanskrit word he'd ever bothered to learn. Blood. Chris was on the intercom again within a moment, "They needed blood to summon Ravana. They probably didn't want to use there own so they substituted it with something they were willing to risk, like.... Doc, could you send someone to check on that summoning circle, if I'm right, the blood isn't human, and it explains Ravana's transformation."

"And... thank you Kevin." God Chris hated doing that.

Armored Bishoujo

11-12-2006, 07:48 PM

Finally, Celvia's voice came on.
"So, you think there's cat blood there as well, too? Finding out what was initially sacrificed would likely lead us to figuring why Ravana became manifest with those new physicalities as well as point out what other properties it may have gained and what abilities it lost."

Tarrin

11-12-2006, 08:41 PM

Raven had just returned from another mission, one as it happened to turn out was nothing more than some teen prank gone bad.
fifteen college brats with more money than they had sence had gotten their hands on some new "drug", the problem was that this drug had some nasty side effects, one such was the loss of most motor function, hallucination and a insatiable hunger.
Unfortunatelly with all these things happening at once they ended up killing and devouring a number of their peers and ofcourse rumers of zombies got back to the boss, Raven had been dispatched and for the last three days and nights he had tracked down the groop and upon finding out the truth informed the police of the drug.

Now Raven was back and the buzz around the base was large, everywhere he looked people were very busy, Raven however needed to know what was happening so he went strait to the one source he knew would know...Doc.

Entering Doc's room was always an interesting time, there was always something on the burner and alot of the time it was volitle.
"Hey Doc?" Ravens husky voice called into the lab he could see movement but waited for Doc's answer, "Hey Doc what in the hell is happening?".

Squishy Cheeks

11-12-2006, 08:51 PM

The automessage on the door played.

"I'm out of the office. Either call me or help me in the warehouse."

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"Hey guys I found a picture of his true form." Doc said into the bluetooth. I'm scanning it and sending it to your phones now."

http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en-commons/thumb/9/90/200px-Ravana.jpg

Inbred Chocobo

11-12-2006, 08:53 PM

Noel's voice suddenly picked up on the comm. "About that blood, I'm getting a closer look at the photos, and I am sure that blood is from a cat. Also, if this thing has all these magical powers, what about shapeshifting? Is there anything suggesting that?" Noel finished up with, then waited for a response.

Noel thought for a minute, then went up and headed towards the warehouse. He was pretty sure since the thing said mortals, he was excluded, so he was going to hunt up some charms and such that might be a little bit beneficial.

Squishy Cheeks

11-12-2006, 09:03 PM

"We covered a Rakshasa's powers in the meeting. Ravana is their king so it is safe to assume he has those powers in addition to the ones we've covered."

Inbred Chocobo

11-12-2006, 09:08 PM

Noel had moved fast. I mean so fast that he had went into a side entrance to the warehouse and was looking over the armor section when the reply came. "Ah yeah, forgot about that. So then Ravana could probably just been summoned in cat form. He probably isn't even affected by the fact that it was cat blood." Noel went on as he went through the stuff.

After looking for a bit, he gave up. Instead he directed his efforts to a demon sealing spell instead. This wasn't his strong spot, but he thought he could find something.

Aerozord

11-12-2006, 09:35 PM

"CRAP" he shouted looking at the photo. He hesitently used the intercom. "If we are to assume...that he is capable of having each arm do indepent actions, and that each carries that posion. Then in that form, if he maintains freedom of motion. It is impossible to get at him. If our information is correct I can easily kill him. However if as I just stated is true, I could never get close enough to do so. It is also safe to assume he isn't so stupid as to have no defence against projectial attacks. We can still hope he cannot take his true form. But we should assume he can and come up with ways to create an opening."

Tarrin

11-12-2006, 10:31 PM

The automessage on the door played.
"I'm out of the office. Either call me or help me in the warehouse."

Three caffene tablets, 1.25lts of coke and a blueberry muffin later Raven entered the Warehouse, still looking like hell but feeling much better for the time being "Hey Doc you still here?" closely followed by "Cause i'm not chasing you everywhere ya old coote".

The warehouse was the type of place Raven likes you could find almost anything in any of the one hundred plus that the division owned, this one was well stocked but not as well as some of the others he had been in.
Mainly because they also used this place for testing R&D gear.

batgirl

11-13-2006, 02:15 AM

Amanda was busy reading some lore books when she got the picture over her phone. She had been keeping up with the chatter on the comm, but preferred to do her own research. "Well, he certainly doesn't excel in the looks category. The main thing I'm concerned with is whether he has a defense for his abdomen. I mean, it's all well and good to know where his weak point is, but it's all shit if we can't get to it in the first place."

Squishy Cheeks

11-13-2006, 03:05 AM

"I'm 25, I'm harldy old." Doc said from behind a stack of crates. "What do you need. I'm researching spiritual prisons. I think I have something." He lifted with both hands a flawless white pearl the size of a bowling ball. "This might be useful." He gently loaded the pearl onto a dolly cart loaded with ancient scrolls in sanskrit.

Phobic

11-13-2006, 03:50 AM

Darren walked over to Doc's office to have a word. And then he walked to the warehouse, finding Raven and Doc.

"Excuse me, Doc sir. I was wondering if you had considered a less . . . violent approach to this Ravana fellow. Someone mentioned earlier that he is partially divine, so I doubt he's gonna try to destroy existence. I'd just rather not risk someone dying if we don't absolutely need to kill this thing. Or if we're gonna shoot first and ask questions later: could you point me in the direction of that Vibhishana doctor man who thinks he's Ravana's brother? He might be willing to help us."

Ex. 68471

11-13-2006, 11:04 AM

"Well, if it can shapeshift, the picture isn't gonna be much help, because I doubt it will walk around with multiple appendages and heads..." Sean said into his Bluetooth. "I'm out at the moment, heading to see if I can get anything from my contacts. If I do, you people'll be the first to know. I'm gonna go wolf to get from A to B faster, so I won't be talking for awhile. And if you get reports of a werewolf dashing through the states from here to Chicago, try not to send field agents. It's most likely me; if it isn't, I'll transform back and let you guys know, 'cuz I will smell it. I'll find out if you want capture or kill, if it's kill I'll do it, otherwise send a field agent and I'll activate my GPS so he won't try to bag me. If you try to talk to me, I won't answer till I report back. Be prepared to not ask me anything for awhile. Adios, suckers." And with that, he put his Bluetooth in his pocket and dashed off in the general direction of Chicago.

Inbred Chocobo

11-13-2006, 11:10 AM

"Just watch out for the pound" Noel replied casually. His search for a demon sealing spell had lead him to encounter Doc. It was actually just about the time he found the pearl. "Geez that thing is big." He said as Doc loaded it on the cart. "I'm guessing we could trap it in that thing." He stopped, and waiting to see if the Doc had anything to say.

Squishy Cheeks

11-13-2006, 11:29 AM

"it was made by Siddhārtha Gautama, it's called the 10,000 Demon pearl. It should be able to hold his soul if we need to take him out." The doc pushed the cart to the elevator. "You guys should get some rest. I'm going to need you sharp when we get to New York. We only have 12 hours till our flight leaves."

_____________________

"Scan these scrolls and have the translator program come up with an english translation, or at least a pronunciation key. I don't think we need to understand the words to get the spell to work, but I'd like to know the componenets."

Doc dumped the scrolls on the library crew. He picked up one and headed to one of the many computers around the room with a scanner bed.

Red Mage Black

11-13-2006, 12:36 PM

"And here I wanted to blow something up", Harle said disappointingly. He took a look at his watch before deciding it was time to rest. "Guess I better hit the hay for the morning. Gotta set my alarm clock too. Good night." Harle said before left. His comfortable bed awaiting him.

Armored Bishoujo

11-13-2006, 02:36 PM

Celvia didn't think there was anything she could do, and so went out to eat. Nothing special. Dual Glock 22's were stocked in her room with four clips. Her carbon steel survival knife laid out beside them. She didn't intend to dual wield unless using the knife with one of the guns, but merely intended to have a replacement gun in case the first was knocked from her hand or something. After dining out, she returned, undressed, and entered the shower.

To be honest with herself, she was pretty intimidated. Fighting freak creatures and violent beasts was one thing. Sealing away something that singlehandedly overwhelmed the netherworld, heaven, and the entire human race as an entity powerful enough to control the sun itself...was something entirely different. Celvia decided to look on the bright side. She was a very attractive woman, so if by chance they failed, Ravana probably would choose to add her to his personal harem that he would probably be rebuilding instead of obliterating her.

Celvia sighed and reached for the body soap. It was entirely possible that Ravana would be much less than the sum of the legends surrounding him when they would all meet in the flesh.

batgirl

11-13-2006, 03:03 PM

Amanda had done all the research she could and came up with nothing that wasn't already said. She sighed at her lack of information and decided to select her weaponry and take a nap. She picked out two Glocks, the sword her Watcher had given her when she was in training, and various other knives and clips. She took a stake too, just incade this Ravana had friends. She then slipped into bed and began to doze off.

Ex. 68471

11-13-2006, 04:07 PM

After returning, Sean sighed and went to his trusty "Bang Your Head Here On The Wall" spot to put it to good use. "God! Fucking! DAMMIT!!!" He said in between slams. "Why? Why? Why? Not! A! Goddamn! THING!!!"
Taking a break and sinking onto his bed, he gave a half-sob into the pillow. "Fuck." After hearing the order of getting some sleep, he got undressed, and jumped in and out of the shower. He quickly got dressed in some sweats and began to work out with his small weight set. Once he was done, he figured out his human-form weapons. His trusty .22, complete with built in silencer, and small amount of steel throwing knives. He also set out his claw sharpener, and, after transforming, began to sharpen them. He also tested his teeth on a cement block. After transforming back and spitting out any leftover cement dust, he said to himself, "Damn! Jaw strength as strong as ever," he pulled a small chunk of cement out of his cheek, "Claws sharpened damn sharp. I'm good." he said to himself. Lying down in bed, he curled up and glanced at his weapons, all cleaned and set out. He smiles and goes to sleep.

Tarrin

11-13-2006, 04:58 PM

Raven slipped quietly into his room walked across the floor and begain to undress, half an hour later he was showered and finnishing off his meal.

Placing his weapons on the table and his ruger under his pillow he quickly fell asleep, his dreams however were not the lovey dovey dreams of a pure soul, even in his dreams the other world invaded, those he had hunted came to him whispering of the horrors they would visit on his soul when his time came.

Sitting bolt upright Raven wiped the sweat from his face, it was only an hour and a half before their flight and with his body drenched in sweat he decided another shower was in need.

TheBlindMime

11-13-2006, 05:12 PM

"Y'know Doc, I'd really appreciate it if you didn't order my crew around." Chris said with an underlying tone of anger in his voice, "Guy's we're gonna need you to scan these scrolls and have the translator come up with an english translation."

He then walked over to Doc's new work station and spoke a little softer, "I know that Tasker's out and you feel responsible for the place, but you are aware you need sleep like everyone else right?"

Aerozord

11-13-2006, 07:05 PM

Aaron sighed as he hit the intercom once more. "As I said we cant overpower him. Therefore as things stand I will not be of too much use. I should make a good decoy though, and I might get lucky. Anyways if you need me I will be in my room meditating" He let go of the button.

Darth SS

11-13-2006, 07:20 PM

Wally called out good news across the intercom.

"I got the book. Antique, sold from a museum, the archeologist who found it named it the...sha...the...aw hell. I can't read the sanskrit. I'll text it to you all."

Squishy Cheeks

11-13-2006, 10:00 PM

"I'll get some rest come day break. Thanks for the concern." Doc said drinking his fourth red bull of the day. He was gathering the print outs from his scans. "I'm as scared as the rest of you. This guy is a major threat to national security and if we can't get him to play nice, we're going to have to try and seal him. I gaurentee he will not want to be sealed. Worst case scenario we keep the arrow as a last ditch effort.

_______________

10:00 p.m. EST.

"I see everyone is here. The Air force has been kind enough to loan us a cargo transport. The local FBI office will meet us on the tarmac at JFK." Doc yawned. "We will be arriving just after 1 in the morning. We'll set up a field office in the FBI Building. So load up."

Aerozord

11-14-2006, 09:52 AM

Aaron was already at the site, after all he was one of the few that had squat to do. "Lets see, we are gonna fight against a shape-shifting celestial being whose powers are most likely beyond our understanding. Am I ready?" After lifting up his arms slightly he looked over his own body. Which had nothing on it beyond his normal clothing and communications device. "Yuuup"

Squishy Cheeks

11-14-2006, 11:46 AM

Doc took to securing the palettes of equipment in the cargo hold. He yawned again. There were sensors, ammo, weapons, computer equipment, and top secret items to be loaded. Once all the packages were secure. Doc took his seat and belted himself in.

Ex. 68471

11-14-2006, 01:42 PM

As Sean strapped himself in, he glanced at Doc staring at him and said, "What? I'm not running because I need as much energy as possible for this. Sue me, I can't continually drink Red Bull!" Shaking his head he sipped a chilled root beer.

Squishy Cheeks

11-14-2006, 02:21 PM

"You realize even if you started running yesterday after the meeting, you'd still arrive far to late to be of use, don't you?" Doc said. He put his ear buds in and put on The Roots. He clenched a crucifix in his hand and fell asleep. His dreams were uneventful and ended with a shudder as the Airplane touched down. He yawned and stretched and rubbed his eyes.

"Welcome to New York City."

The plane taxied to a stop and the ramp opened up. Outside several FBI agents were waiting with SUVs Doc unfastened himself and went to greet the agents.

"I'm Agent Perkins, and this is Agent Johnson, FBI."

"Doctor Kyle Masters, DRS, was there a spare van?"

Agent Perkins pointed to a large delivery van marked as a floral delivery company.

"That's the perfect size, thanks for your cooperation."

"I'm unclear as to why research scientists for the Department of Homeland Security need one of our surveilance vans?" Agent Johnson asked.

"That is classified for national security. In fact, we were never here. You did not see me, and if you do need to give an excuse tell them we are here to analyze public behavior in an attempt to refine terror cell location techniques and information gathering technologies." Doc turned to the other members of the DRS team. "Sunrise is in 5 hours, we need to be set up and active by then, load the equipment on the van. I'm going to set it up in there and ideally, day shift will begin locating the target."

Darth SS

11-14-2006, 10:11 PM

Wally was outside of the van, and had taken off his glasses. He was strapping on what looked to be a segmented/carapace-like bulletproof vest. It was actually on their crazy vests that could stop bullets or knives, but was also blessed to stop holy things or hellish things. The weird part, Wally thought, was that for such a secret agency, there was a big "DRS" on the back. Over this went the mandatory suit jacket.

He put his glasses back on, then put in his little blue-tooth earpiece, so everyone could stay in constant contact. "So, we on channel two this time?" Someone nodded, so he set his comm to that.

Next to come out was his bag. In this bag was his rifle, some more ammo for his M1911, and the true reason he was there, his long list of reference materials and his laptop.

"So, anyone have any ideas on how to find him?"

Squishy Cheeks

11-14-2006, 10:50 PM

"sniffers (a device using two chunks of spiritually reactive quartz to triangulate a large source of holy or demonic energy.they look like the ghost detectors from ghostbusters) have worked before. I mean something as powerful as him would need to be putting out some serious power."

TheBlindMime

11-15-2006, 04:01 AM

Chris was slowly exited the plane, he looked whiter then a ghost; as he had almost the entire harrowing flight. "A cruc... a cruc...." He couldn't even say the word, the one word that could explain his scrambling to the back of the plane and forcing him to dry heave more then once. Chris was trying to appear unshaken but he had almost clawed his way out the door before someone stopped him.

He pulled out the book Wally had provided him, it was the copy of the book the unfortunate teens had used to summon Ravana, while the DRS had the same book this was a different edition. Chris merely hoped there was a difference somewhere that would help them. He moved towards the van while always keeping his distance from Doc.

Aerozord

11-15-2006, 07:54 AM

After a few moves, with his joints definately cracking, he relaxed. "Here is the thing, sniffers will either be very effective or worthless. Dont forget he has holy and demonic attributes. It will either notice both or they will negate each other."

batgirl

11-15-2006, 09:43 AM

Amanda exited the plane and stretched. It seemed like she was the only one who had gotten any sleep during the ride. "The sniffers will work. Something as powerful as him can't help but put out enormous amounts of energy, whether it be demonic or holy. Even if he's in disguise, the energy he expels to keep said disguise will be picked up."

Aerozord

11-15-2006, 10:05 AM

"hmm" he blinked at Amanda. "In that case do we have a plan of attack? I am gonna be fighting that thing point blank as it stands and despite my skills I am still human. Like I said give me a clear shot and its dead, but I dont see any possible way for me lasting too long against that thing as is." Aaron already knew of the weak spot and he is able to shove his hand right through it. But he knew he most likely couldn't get close enough to do it. And thats assuming it just uses brute strength.

Armored Bishoujo

11-15-2006, 11:55 AM

"Well, Achilles had his heel." Celvia said, doing some light exercises to wake her brain up. "Regardless of his great power, I'm sure we can find a way to expose his weakness for ourselves. At least we know what he might possibly want now that he's back for Round Two against us humans. Money, women, power. Perhaps we can lure him somewhere so he's out of the public eye and vulnerable to what we have planned for him."

After warming herself up to the morning, she began to help transport the necessary items from the airplane to the van, taking care when the stuff was fragile.

Inbred Chocobo

11-15-2006, 11:59 AM

"Why do you think I was up front messing with the pilots?" Noel said to Chris as he stepped past him. He on the other hand had recovered from his irrational fear a little bit better than Wally had.

Noel had only two things on him that mattered. One was his sunblock. It was like grade 400 or something ridiculous like that. He used that stuff all the time, which explained why he was tan.

His other item was his revolver. It was a custom build, and it was scary as hell to anyone looking down the barrel. First off, it was a silver revolver. The cylinder held 6 shots, but was long enough to hold rounds that were big enough to go into a rifle. The rounds themselves were silver as well, but happened to be filled with Mercury, or quicksilver in the old days. The last time he had to use that revolver, he blew a hole in someone big enough to stick his fist into. Of course, he had been hurled off a building and broken his leg so fighting was out of the question anyway.

Course, that was a while ago, so right now he went ahead and started loading the van. While he wasn't a researcher, being a field operative meant he knew how to use all this stuff.

IHateMakingNames

11-15-2006, 01:52 PM

"I was planning to set him on fire and shoot him a lot in the chest." Kevin said as he loaded some stuff into the van. "What with his vague chest weakness, and lack of Brahma weapons, shooting him a lot in the chest is probably the best idea. The fire is to keep him distracted."

Tarrin

11-15-2006, 03:58 PM

"Well we already know both his weaknesses" Raven's husky voice replyed from behind the group.
"His lower stomach, Not only that but women as well" Scanning the group he continued "It's well known he has an insationable lust for females, seducing themy or taking them by force when seduction fails, That we can use against him as well".

Looking over the females of the group he continued "We will need one willing piece of bait to do it tho" Raven waited for thr group to catch on.
The plan was to keep one of the woman (the best looking agent) out of there inital confrontation, then if they failed they would send her in to get "seduced" by the celestial, and when the opertunity presented itself strike.

Well atleas it was a plan others might polish it off but Raven though it was sound.

Squishy Cheeks

11-15-2006, 05:16 PM

"Hey Genius, let's use violence as a last resort, Capiche. Do you remember what happened to the team that took down Moloch, 80% of the team was killed, of the two survivors one killed himself last christmas and the other is in an asylum. This guy makes Moloch look like a fluffy kitten. First we offer him safe transit back to his home dimension, maybe we can get an ally out of this. If things go hostile then we try to take him down. I'd rather not have to paln any of yours funerals. Understood?"

Tarrin

11-15-2006, 06:57 PM

"That's why i said after our inital contact" Raven replied, "The idea is only that, incase we need to take it down" Raven looked at Doc.

"Besides, That's why we keep old farts like you around so we don't have to resort to plan B" Raven smiled at the Doc and gave him a sly wink.

Raven didn't feel quiet right in the FBI gear, he missed his hat and coat, not to mention that blue deffinately wasn't his colour, the angelic script tatoo'd to his body stood out a little too much and the fact that his hair was anything but regulation length made him self aware, never mind he thought, soon he'd change back, after all this was just for show anyway.

Skyshot

11-15-2006, 08:20 PM

First we offer him safe transit back to his home dimension, maybe we can get an ally out of this."Requesting permission to cover that stage," Jerome said in military habit.

"Jerome, man! Where've you been?!"

"I went home early so I could do my own research, but missed your flight, so I caught a corporate red-eye instead of an Air Force one."

"We didn't come on Air Force One."

"I didn't say -- never mind. Anyways, the good news is, he may not actually have ten heads or arms. Bad news is, if he doesn't, he may as well."

"...thanks?"

"No problem. Juuuust doing my job. Part of it, anyways. Also I got the procedures for binding and sealing him down. I think. It's worth a shot, and a heckuva lot easier than killing him Plus it's pretty much guaranteed that if we do, someone else in about a thousand years or so will do it for us."

Aerozord

11-15-2006, 08:47 PM

"What are you talking about Raven, vague? If the rest of you would study the various chi, or in this case chakra, point like I keep telling you. Then you would know exactly where his weakness is." After a deep breath he relaxed. "However I do agree attack is a last resort. I also agree using one of our women as bait is smart. But wouldn't the plan require attractive women?"

Ex. 68471

11-15-2006, 09:27 PM

But wouldn't the plan require attractive women?
Sean snickers to himself as he passes, loading still more equipment into the vehicle. "Hehe. Good one. Of course, I wouldn't have the balls to say that, not with them all armed like they are."
He grins at Aaron. "Be careful. They can kill you I hope that you know. They probably won't, but hey, I have learned not to take too many chances. And everyone, remember. We don't have infinite chances to do this. We gotta get this right the first time or we're fucked. So no teasing the big, bad Ravana too much, a'ight? Just befriend, then attempt trap, then kill. Period."
He sighed to himself. "Why am I trying to boss them around? Wait. I'm not. I'm just reminding them to be cautious. So remember that yourself, hotshot." He thought to himself.

Squishy Cheeks

11-16-2006, 11:08 AM

The meeting room in the FBI building was small. Doc set up his laptop and put of the headphones. "it's 4 A.M. Time for day shift to start. Good luck guys. Let us know I'll research possible locations to start the ritual you just need to get a sample of him there if things turn sour.

Inbred Chocobo

11-16-2006, 10:34 PM

"Alright, who was all on dayshift besides me?" Noel said as he headed for the van. He didn't spend all his time putting on like 3 layers of sunblock just to stay indoors. He checked to make sure he had his everything in order before he stepped out of the door. It was still dark, so there really wasn't a risk since no light got into the van anyway.

"I'll operate the equipment, so the only peeps that need to come is someone to talk to the guy, and someone that might have to engage him." Noel said as he opened the door, finishing his sentence just as it closed. He stepped into the van, and started flipping switches and making sure everything was okay. "How sensitive am I making these sniffers?" Noel asked over the comm as he got things finished setting up.

Squishy Cheeks

11-16-2006, 10:37 PM

"Broad spectrum should work refine the signal until you get a reading." Doc said, as he continued to set up sensor equipment.

batgirl

11-16-2006, 11:18 PM

Amanda checked her guns and other weapons before lacing up her boots. "I'll go too, all this waiting is making me antsy."

Aerozord

11-17-2006, 05:12 AM

Aaron let out an audible sigh. "I still think engaging him would be suicide...but not like I have a problem with that." After fitting an ear peice he put some distance as to not stand out. That and "so you know I'm not really taking day or night shift. Besides I am an evening person. I will stay out of the way and let you know if I notice anything. Just give me a ring if you need me."

Armored Bishoujo

11-17-2006, 07:31 AM

Celvia was night shift and checked her phone to make sure it would ring loud enough for her just in case they needed her before then. "Good luck out there."

Inbred Chocobo

11-17-2006, 01:24 PM

Once the team had gotten into the van, Noel cranked the area up to a pretty broad area. "Alright, get the van moving. All I am detecting right now is us." Noel said as readings started showing up on screens and monitors and stuff. He reached over and turned a dial a little lower. If this guy is so powerful, last thing he would need is the sound relay device to scream in an ear shattering voice.

As he streched the signal out, he started getting a reading north of where they are at. "Head north, I'm starting to get something up there." Noel said as he started tweaking, trying to get a more precise location.

Squishy Cheeks

11-18-2006, 01:32 AM

"You've got a signal. I'm analyzing the data for you, but rough estimate puts it in Central Park. I'm sending you satelite maps of that area." Doc downed another Red Bull. His fingers flew on the key board as he sent the files to the day team.

Aerozord

11-18-2006, 05:49 AM

Aaron stretched his legs abit. "Hmm thats not far but..." "Uh Doc, central park is the largest city park in the nation. Think you can be abit more exact?"

Squishy Cheeks

11-18-2006, 12:55 PM

"Not Really" He turned the monitor toward Aaron. Superimposed on the satelite pictures was a large pulsating energy signature. It was the size of a city block.

Armored Bishoujo

11-19-2006, 09:06 AM

Celvia looked at the monitor for a bit. "Think he realizes he's shining like the freakin' sun? Maybe he wants someone to find him."

Ex. 68471

11-19-2006, 05:51 PM

"You want me to head up there, do some recon? I could probably be the first there, if I went full tilt..." Sean asked into the headpiece he had nabbed from all of the equipment he unloaded. "Central park... Okay, my GPS says I could get there pretty quick, I'm almost there as it is." He adjusted his weapons belt after ducking into a side alley so he wouldn't get in trouble with any local authorities. "Please respond, I need to know my instructions."

Squishy Cheeks

11-19-2006, 06:09 PM

"please tell me you don't have your gameface on in broad daylight?" Doc sunk his face into his palm. "Do you know the meaning of 'low profile?'"

Darth SS

11-19-2006, 09:57 PM

"Actually, I think I can give us a location."

Wally spun around and held up his laptop with an adress on there.

"Okay, I threw a guess that this guy would be awesome psychic. We know he's vain, so he likes fancy stuff. So, I got the records of every hotel in the city. They keep track of services done, like giving out rooms, right down to room service. Anyways, next to these are payment methods. There are a few that have a service listed, but no payment, but only one within that big block."

Squishy Cheeks

11-20-2006, 03:35 AM

"The Waldorf-Astoria, good work. Get a team together, and investigate. Hopefully it might be as easy as talking to a desk clerk." Doc said. He was looking a bit rough from lack of sleep. He tried not to show it, but he knew he was probably going to lose some of the team on this one. This guy was worshipped as a god. That is a level of power that he was unprepared to deal with, without expecting casualties.

Doctor Masters rubbed his temples as he felt that foggy minded feeling insomnia brings.

"This job is going to kill me."

Tarrin

11-20-2006, 05:19 AM

"We might want to be a little careful"Raven spoke up" he could have anyone bedazeled and under his controll."

Looking at the monitor he added, "Do we want to makesure he has fewer people around just incase it goes askew?" he looked at Doc then scanned the rest of the team who were there.

Squishy Cheeks

11-20-2006, 05:52 AM

"The fewer witnesses, the fewer potential casualties." Doc said. "Keep it quiet, make up an excuse about a possible threat to national security. You do have D.H.S. badges so a flash of them should get you the list of every guest in the hotel for the last month."

Armored Bishoujo

11-20-2006, 08:48 AM

Celvia looked around the office and found what she was looking for. "I'll go get some coffee going. And maybe we can find something to eat besides what one might find in a vending machine. How do you like your coffee, Doc?"

Squishy Cheeks

11-20-2006, 12:58 PM

"Black as midnight, sweet as sin."

Armored Bishoujo

11-20-2006, 05:49 PM

Celvia nodded and scanned the coffee maker. Fortunately, it looked to have been cleaned recently and the supply of filters and grounds were replenished. Once the maker was started, the scent of fresh coffee quickly filled the room.

batgirl

11-20-2006, 06:15 PM

"I guess subtlety is not Sean's strong point," Amanda said as she stretched and got ready to leave. "Hopefully this won't get messy."

IHateMakingNames

11-21-2006, 12:02 AM

"Time to fight a demi-god, oh joy." Kevin mumbled to himself. From what Kevin knew, Ravana was evil, and a conquerer. So he doubted there would be any peaceful end to this mission.

TheBlindMime

11-21-2006, 05:04 AM

"It would be best if you kept the fighting to a minimum Kevin," Looking up from his book for only a moment, Chris address' the open ended com in front of him as if he was standing just next to his cyborg comrade. "Killing him would be preferable." Chris went back to his book deep in the pit of a headquarters feeling a bit of annoyance, even though he is not fluent in sanskrit, he knew that there is something he's missing.

Chris loathes that feeling.

Ex. 68471

11-21-2006, 09:48 PM

Sean came out of the Porta-potty he ducked into to have a good laugh. "No. Hell fucking no. My game face won't come on until we get into the showdown with this sunuvabitch. That is, if we need it." He giggled. "Geez, do you think I'm an idiot? Even if I did have it on, I would stay in the shadows and alleyways. Anyway, Doc, what do you want me to do? I'm just kind of existing now. You know how I hate that." He leans up against a wall and acts like a bum so nobody would mess with him. Which was kind of easy, seeing as he got shit all over his overcoat in the Porta-Potty. What kind of shit, he didn't want to think of.

Squishy Cheeks

11-22-2006, 08:28 AM

Ravana was sitting on a bench next to a duck pond. A beautiful middleaged woman was sitting next to him, but his attention left her and he closed his tigerlike eyes and focused on something more distant. Someone was looking for him.

"What is it? You look a million miles away."

"No, my sweet not nearly that far. I just had a thought."

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"You should have gone with the Dayshift, Sean. Just locate any suspicious persons, and report them to day shift." Doc said. He sipped his coffee, it wasn't the best, but not the worst.

Ex. 68471

11-22-2006, 06:31 PM

"Well, as the song goes, 'I drink alone. Yeah, with nobody else.' Same goes for my work. Kinda got used to the 'lone wolf' mentality, and old habits die hard. So what, just look for supicious people? Gotcha. Smell ya later, Doc."
Sean put away his Bluetooth headset and began walking down the street putting on his iPod headphones as he went. He was soon rocking out with his mix of Green Day, Queen, and Cledus T. Judd (Hey, in this world it helps to have something to laugh at.). He hid under his hat and overcoat, and sneaked furtive glances at nearby people in the hope that he might get lucky and run into the target. Even though he probably wouldn't recognize him if he did.