Against the Stars (IC, Open)

[Parcia]

Haven Global Power plant
Havan
Sean and Alice

She eyed the metal man as he slowly and non threateningly made his way towards her, taking note of his gait, weapons, the few things that a collective member had that could be described as "facial movements". He stopped and spoke. Ma'am, I think that my men can handle the situation here. The more urgent matter is the outside. In order to produce an antiserum for the population quickly, we should try to gather a blood sample from one of the Nine. And we could really need your help there."

She nodded. "Well...see...Ok, Haven's global power system is running on a Class 3 Dark matter core, and older model, but still extremely powerful and even some what durable when the safeties are disengaged for...various reasons." She took a moment to sneak a peak over his shoulder. "At the moment, he's bypassed and disabled the security lock out the 9 Placed on the controls, and is using his knowledge of the core to stabilize it before it goes critical, atomizing all of us here, and creating a small black hole." She paused. "As for the toxin-" She was cut off by Sean.

"Its a psycho-stimulant, a rather cleverly made one, but simple to understand if you break it down to it's base compounds." He paused as he started to feed different types of materials to the reactor to help cool down the nearly critically hot ball of antimatter. "Housed in a microscopic nano carbon shell to protect it, but also acts as it's frame, you build an agent that disrupts the carbon shell, with out atomizing carbon life in general, and you nullify the agent."

"When you do have that anti agent, compact it in a aerosol as its the only mode of travel that would trump the speed and reach of the toxin, which it self travels by water. Lastly, in the nearly impossible case were I might be wrong, which would be rather refreshing to be honest, and the counter agent start to break down other carbon life and not just the toxin, do what every other person who creates a bio-weapon and give it a kill switch."

She turned back to the collective member. "He does have the core handled, I'l be more then happy to aid you in your blood sample, less you choose to do what Sean has explained here."

[Kaledoria]

"I fear, I know jack shit about psycho-stimulants and anti-agents" the Lieutenant admitted, "but enough of physics to know that dark matter and black holes have nothing to do with one another, so don't kid me. We're going to the front, follow us or not, your choice."

The three Robots rushed through the complex. Their only remaining scout was taking the lead. In the poor illumination and against the gray background of walls, lockers and machines, his chameleon mantle made him hard to see, even though this would probably not help him once he had to cross the wide open in front of the power plant.

Near the door they stopped and looked out. The nine were still there and they blocked the path to the puddle of blood. Equally as concerning was the fact, that the Super in the Dragon form was fighting the man in the Suit, really close to that spot.

"So, how about we go in with a bang?" Lt. Dorika asked he men. "Guided orbital strike? These walls look like they should stand a 100kg explosion."
"In 5 m distance definitely, but not on a direct hit," the Corporal answered. It seams to have taken some phenomenal blunt damage already. Plus, we should plan for the possibility that one of them might have precognition and therefor sense a missile before it strikes while maybe another one might be able to deflect it."

The concerns were valid. Dorkia threw a radio relay out of the scrambled zone, luckily in the chaos and mist the marble-sized device was not notable. She called the ship: "Captain, can you give us two guided bombs with 40 kg TNT equivalent each? We will set our guns to laser at 192.5 and 205.1 nanometers but more importantly, they need to also be programmed to automatically explode when coming closer then 5 meters to this building we are in."

On the Star Ship Theia confirmed and nodded to Commander Andawnu who estimated the time: "That's very simple, programming should be configured in a minute." On a ultrasound frequency below the human hearing threshold he added: "40kg TNT? Why make it explosive anyway, at that power we could just throw huge rocks from up here - well I guess, rocks are not save enough."

"One minute, plus one minuted thirty-six for the flight," Captain Egio answered the ground team. "Get ready!"

[The Knockout Gun Gals]

Jason ran through the wall, which might as well have been made of tissue for all it did to stop him, but the second he got back into the street, he could see the man who punched him. "Alright you psychotic jackass. Let's see you shrug this off." Jason bent his legs and with every bit of his newfound might, jumped with such force that the ground beneath his feet cracked and shattered as he took to the air. Once he was close to his target, he slammed the gigantic vault down on top of him.

James was thoroughly surprised when the man in power armor thrusted his punch to the creature he fought off. He was generally surprised someone has the kind of power armor that thrusts that powerful punch. In his days, he never knew someone could do that although experiments indicated some power armors are designed to able to handle off stronger sizes of power. Then again, he had yet to explored most of the planets in this galactic system, he could be designed it himself or have it designed by someone else.

He waste no time in his attempt to landed, normally. The red cloud didn't affected him much, although it was clear it must had an effect of sort, but he wasn't sure what. Nathan, the leader of the 9, seemed to be going to other directions not far but this red cloud hindered his view. He looked to the man inside the power armor who were about to be slammed by someone, a dragon-esque being, who held gigantic vault.

He readied his steps, he probably could do less things but he is powerful enough to do things. He's a Warhawk, after all. And Warhawk never flee, unless the situation demands for one. Then he flew to the being with the gigantic vault on its hands on full-speed before thrusted punches, with both his left hand and right hand, onto him. He delivered barrages of punches and kicks, hoping that the attacks are enough to stop him.

[The Republic of Atria]

Jason was interrupted from his attempt to slam the several hundred ton hunk of metal into to what he thought was Nathan, by an armored man dressed like a bird, punching and kicking him in the "What the hell?! I'm trying to kill that goddamned psychopath! Oh, you must be one of his little minions. I get it. Protect the big boss and maybe he might not use your back as a knife rack." Jason hissed in reaponse. Did he have it in him to end the life of another human being? Did he consider the members of the Nine to be human beings?

Nah. He growled and instead of bringing the vault down on the man he thought was Nathan, he decided to just drop it above the person who was attacking him. For just a moment. He had a twinge of doubt. Jason couldn't make out faces or the voices. But for some reason the man attacking him looked just a little bit different. He still didn't recognize the man, but something was happening. Was the gas starting to lose its effect on him?

[The Knockout Gun Gals]

Jason was interrupted from his attempt to slam the several hundred ton hunk of metal into to what he thought was Nathan, by an armored man dressed like a bird, punching and kicking him in the "What the hell?! I'm trying to kill that goddamned psychopath! Oh, you must be one of his little minions. I get it. Protect the big boss and maybe he might not use your back as a knife rack." Jason hissed in reaponse. Did he have it in him to end the life of another human being? Did he consider the members of the Nine to be human beings?

Nah. He growled and instead of bringing the vault down on the man he thought was Nathan, he decided to just drop it above the person who was attacking him. For just a moment. He had a twinge of doubt. Jason couldn't make out faces or the voices. But for some reason the man attacking him looked just a little bit different. He still didn't recognize the man, but something was happening. Was the gas starting to lose its effect on him?

"Wow!" he was almost hit by the dragon-esque being. Well, actually almost hit is not the right statement. He was about to be dropped by that gigantic vault, which his strength might prevail and maybe his suit too. Who knows, he never tested himself being dropped upon above him with a gigantic vault. But it seemed that he stopped for a while. "This is a good opportunity!" he remarked. Perhaps he is the 9. Perhaps he is a hired man. Or maybe he is innocent.

But the truth has been revealed. He is someone who are not on the good side. They all have to be defeated and then killed to prevent more resistances. He pulled out his laser pistol, he took few moves so that he was far enough from this dragon being, and he fired laser blasts from his pistol to that dragon being's wings. Since he flew, his wings are the most important thing. Shooting it down would be painful, and he wasn't sure that the laser blasts from his pistol is enough, but there's not stopping it now.