Toaster & Xantalos & GWG"Uhhh... will these help?"
Summon a suite of medical/surgical tools.
Parts begin appearing. Wires and electrodes connect and form a helmet that falls on your head. The helmet is covered by metal and plastic plates, isolating you from the rest of the world. You can't see what's going on, but you feel something heavy slowly extending from your head to cover your chest, arms and hands, like a shirt made of lead. It feels stiff.
You can vaguely feel something in front of you, where you remember Alan was. It feels like a faintly heard melody that invites you to listen to it more closely or a fleeting image that begs for a more detailed examination.
"Don't you dare die on me!"
Attempt to drop the name-knowing power, trying to get something more useful in return.
Continue healing him.
You gain the ability to extend and weave your hair into dense keratin armor that covers most of your body, trading extra toughness for reduced mobility. Not very helpful right now, but it might be useful later on. Especially with a wild Vacuum Cleaner lurking around.
You continue healing Alan. It's not looking good. His lower body is slowly being repaired, but he's still loosing too much blood and he's getting paler by the second. You don't think he's going to make it.
You take glance behind you and notice that John has had his upper body covered by a white and red plastic suit. Syringes, cameras, tubes and various medical tools like scalpels, clamps and defibrillators cover it, sometimes moving around on their own and rearranging themselves with the help of their small robotic amrs. Looks like he got a medical suite built into a medical suit. Damn hard of hearing
genies powers.
Unconciously summon Pepto-Bismol.
You hallucinate pieces of cake dancing a ballet. The act ends with the pieces of cake falling inside your mouth one by one. But this act has so many dancers... You don't think you'll ever be able to eat them all. You're going to get a tummy ache if you keep eating all of them, you're sure.
DAF"No, no no! Nothing sharp please! Just stay on guard, we'll get to work on saving him."
Zechariah didn't have healing abilities, that was for sure. Well, at least physical. He could try focusing his will into the victim, but he was pretty sure that wouldn't work.
"Hey, man, you're gonna be okay. We're not letting you die here. Just think about little ducklings... Little duckies."
Zechariah gave the best smile he could before Alan passed out. Hopefully he was in duckland.
"Angel, can you take care of him? I'm going to help Irine."
Head back to help Irine, unless something comes up. I'm more of use next to fire anyways.
After giving the unconscious Alan some truly inspiring and life changing advice, you turn around and start heading back to the elevator and Irene. You make it about halfway there.
LenglonGood, now for phase two
through interface, to D: <I think I'm fine, but if this next part doesn't work then I might want that. Just make sure I don't melt the device.>
((also, though Irine isn't aware of the danger, she's small enough that fire suppression foam might cover her and suffocate her.))
CAREFULLY pick my point on the elevator roof to do this, and gather up all the loose fire and send it up through it, leaving the only fire on this level my smokeless orbs. the fire that I'm sending through the roof I want to spread out in a thin sheet up above, forming a visual barrier.
through interface, to D: <What will happen to my host when we're done? What will she remember?>
"I'll tell you to run away if it comes to that. Hope you can run fast. I don't know what kind of foam they're using exactly, so it might not be safe for you."
"Well, IF you're either lucky enough or good enough for your host to survive, then she's going to have a very strange experience. Some data like our existence will be erased, other memories will be altered to seem more... normal but most of the memories will remain. There will be a few suggestions implanted in her mind that will hopefully make everything seem normal to her or at least keep her from going crazy, but she will probably remember today as one of the strangest experiences in her life. It's not every day you suddenly gain supernatural powers and skills and start acting completely out of character. If we were going for something more long term we could try for a better solution but right now the chances of more than one of you getting out of here alive are really slim so there's no reason to be concerned. We'll just focus our efforts on whoever survives.
From what I see in this guy's mind, your host was already a very weak pyrokinetic, so perhaps it won't be too difficult to convince her everything that happened here was normal."You manage to do exactly what you wanted! No fiery explosions, no destroyed primary objectives, not even any leftover flames. Sure, a few wires had their covering melted and a few lights were destroyed from the heat as the flames passed through a gap in the beams and winches above the elevator platform, but nothing important was damaged. Surprising, huh?
There's still a bit of smoke in here and the fire alarms in the hallway are screaming, but the ventilation system should clear that out soon and the smoke alarms will hopefully reset sometime soon.
Fniff & Harry Baldman & scapheap"So... anybody care to flush them out? My abilities mostly just let me sense people, they're no good offensively."
Suggest.
Hey, looks like the lizard and the mercenary are going to flush them out. Great! You'll just do all the shooting from behind this nice cozy cover.
Continue my original action of sneaking up to them.
Eria looks through her host's memories "Anyone have 'grenades'? No? I'm going to try something stupid."
Rush their cover and try to freeze the bottom of the hiders
Jordan starts sneaking towards the consoles but a moment later Eria decides it's better to Banzai-charge them. Jordan sighs and starts running behind the lizard. A few moments later a man's voice can be heard from the speakers, screaming
"Now! Now! Now!"Eria runs with tremendous speed, reaching the nearest console to find a terrified woman in a white lab coat crouching behind it, raising the fifth lever in a group labeled from 1 through 5. Eria grabs the woman from her hand. She screams "No! Please! Don't kill me!" as she tries and fails to get away from Eria's scaly grip.
Jordan is a bit slower than Eria. As he tries to run through the threshold of the final pair of pillars, he feels as if he has hit a scorching hot concrete wall. He bounces backwards, hitting a similar hot barrier behind him. Hmmm... Looks like he's trapped and his face is going to be as red as a lobster's.
On the Northwest side of the room a man in a white lab coat gets up from behind a console and starts banging on the door they're supposed to go through, screaming "They're through! Please let us in! It didn't work!".
Ike tries shooting him but the same shimmering effect that has trapped Jordan stops his bullet. His senses can detect a thin barrier forming between the two pillars every time that shimmering effect activates. The barrier is riddled with fist sized holes near the pillars.
((As much as I'd love to show scapheap the effects of icing a human (heh, icing) from up close I don't know what Eria's opinion is about murdering unarmed civilians is.))
Everyone"The guys above just gave the order to use explosives to open the elevator doors. You don't have much time. I suggest you hurry up and finish your objectives."
EDIT:((Dammit, I wanted to make a map about where everyone was in the Fniff/Harry/scapheap group but I forgot about it and hit post. I'll post it later.))
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